Two days later and there was no change. Valarie was at her wits end. She had a friend near death in the hospital and a child who needed a parent at home. Tali was asking for her Abba every day but as long as Tony was in intensive care. There was nothing that she could do. She had begged the nurses but there was nothing they could do. Unless Tony's condition deteriorated to the point where he was not going to be OK. Jeremiah had to work, she did too and she had Tali, but people were regularly visiting Tony.

Gibbs paced around his cell. He was furious. Tony was fine and everybody knew it. If it weren't for Tony's friends meddling. Jeremiah had viciously attacked Abby and all he did was defend her. It should be Tony, Jeremiah, and Valarie who were in here. Instead of him, McGee, and Abby. Innocent parties should not have to suffer like this.

Abby vowed that she would kill Tony if she ever got out. The original plan was for her to suffer. Now she wanted him dead. First he had taken the Palmer's away, then he cost her, her job, and now she was in prison. All because he was so set on being the victim. She had heard that Breena Slater had died the night of her arrest. She had committed suicide. Because Tony was so self involved and horrible. Now Tony had taken three lives and ruined three more. She yearned for the day he faced his judgment. His crimes were major and he would pay for them one day.

McGee slammed his fists into the prison wall. He did not deserve to be here. He was just going along with Gibbs and Abby. He knew it was wrong but he was pretty angry with Tony too. He hated Tony for the accident. There had to be a way for Tony to have retrieved the Palmer's bodies. Hell Tony was trained in evasive driving. Surely there was something he could have done. He should have done something to help them. Instead he had thought only of himself. Of course everybody was pissed. Maybe their reactions were intense but they were well within their rights.

Rachel Cranston was now visiting Tony in the hospital. She was horrified to learn of the attack. She was even more horrified to see what had been done. Tony was pale as a ghost, hooked up to all those machines. She had seen Tony in the hospital before but never like this. She was glad that the attackers were locked up but that did not make everything OK. Tony was still fighting for his life and that was completely unfair.

"Hey Tony, sorry I haven't been by. It's been a hectic few days. I hope you get better soon. Boy do I miss you. Most of what you said recently has broken my heart but you still made me laugh. You are so funny and genuine. Just get better. If not for me and your other friends. Than for your baby girl. She needs her Abba. We all need you." Rachel pleaded.

Ed Slater sat alone in the front pew. Breena's funeral was small but Ed just wanted it over with. He didn't think that her obituary had run yet but she just wanted this over with. He wanted to get through the funeral and move on with his life. Not that there would be much of a life. He had signed paperwork refusing treatment for the MS and signed his DNR. He had been offered a clinical trial but now it was not right. With no family and no real desire to live. It would just be a waste of resources. He prayed that the single mother of four would be given his place. He would live as long as he did and then he would die. It was that simple. He had not disclosed his diagnosis to anybody. He had quietly handed the mortuary over to his partner, put his home on the market, and sold most of his belongings. He found a nursing home in Baltimore and that's where he would spend his final days.

"And now Breena's father would like to say a few words." The Reverend announced.

"Breena was my only daughter. The loss of her husband and daughter destroyed her. It destroyed me too. She is free and I will be soon. Thank you." Ed spoke.

Jeremiah returned home from work and then being with Tony. He knew KiKi was running down the hall by the flash of her sneakers. KiKi was the lucky girl who always got light up shoes. He chose them because he could not hear her running. He bought the shoes so he could see her. He had found a pair in his size. He wore them whenever he went out with KiKi. So she could always spot him should they get separated.

"How was your day?" KiKi signed.

"It was good. How are you?" Jeremiah replied.

"Happy!" KiKi declared.

"I am going to bring you to see Tali tomorrow." Jeremiah explained.

"I love Tali!" KiKi signed happily.

"I know you do and she needs a friend right now." Jeremiah explained.

"YAY" KiKi replied.

Valarie sat beside Tali. The small girl was balled up on the couch and sobbing heavily. Tali had not gotten any sleep the night before. The nightmares had been intense. All day Tali had been grumpy and upset. She seemed distant and fearful. Valarie wished that they could see what they had done. They had taken a sweet little girl and robbed her of her innocence.

"Abba!" Tali cried.

"He is going to be OK." Valarie replied.

Nobody was getting any sleep that night. Tali was having nightmares and Valarie was majorly stressing. Tony was not changing and she was endlessly worried. Around one her phone began to ring. It was the hospital. Fearing the worst she moved into the other room.

"This is Janice from Bethesda Naval Hospital, am I speaking to Valarie Nardo?"

"Yes"

"And you are Anthony DiNozzo's next of kin?"

"Yes, why?"

"An air bubble got into Tony's IV triggering a heart attack. He is extremely critical. You need to get down here right away and bring his daughter.

"An air bubble? How?"

"We suspect it was a malicious act. We are reviewing security footage."

A/N: Will Tony survive this latest attack? New chapter will be up soon. Thanks for reading and please review.