After a total of seventeen days in Boston, the Palmer's were devastated to receive the results of Eddie's final scans. The radiation had not touched the cancer in fact each mass had grown and new spots were discovered. There was officially nothing more that could be done. The Palmer's would be bringing Eddie home the following morning. Due his condition Eddie would be returning to DC in a medical helicopter. Jimmy would be riding with him and Breena would be driving Tori home in the Palmer's van. Neither was ready to return home. Though they were grateful that Eddie could die at home. They were dreading heading home. They were dreading all the people wanting to visit and offering sympathy.

"Everything is set up. We will be leaving tomorrow at nine." Jimmy announced.

"Did you tell anybody back home? I don't want a bunch of people at the house." Breena asked.

"I have only told Ducky and Tony. Ducky said to call if we wanted him to come over. Tony said that the twins and Tali have colds. So they won't be coming over for a few more days." Jimmy explained.

"They agreed not to tell Abby, right? I know she is your friend but I can't deal with her. At least not when we first return home." Breena explained.

"I made them promise not to tell anybody." Jimmy assured.

Ziva had told Director Vance about her pregnancy and she was immediately taken from the field. She was currently floating between various departments doing what she could. She missed the field but knew it was what was best for her baby. So far everything was going well but she was waiting until the second trimester. They had announced right away with Tali and got lucky. They knew they may not have the same luck this time.

"Hey Ziva? How are you feeling?" McGee questioned.

"Fine. Why do you ask?" Ziva replied nervously.

"Aren't Tony and the kids sick?" McGee asked.

"Yes they all have colds but it hasn't hit me yet." Ziva explained.

"Do you know anything about the Palmer's?" McGee questioned.

"Tony said something about them coming home but I am blanking on the date." Ziva explained.

"Oh well I hope they have good news when they get back." McGee replied.

"Me too" Ziva agreed, even though she knew the truth.

Jimmy and Breena their things that night. They wanted to be able just to walk out the door in the morning. They were facing another sleepless night. Which would be especially hard on Breena. She wished that she could take something but her pregnancy limited what she could use. So she closed her eyes and just prayed that she would fall asleep. Tori was sleeping in her arms and Eddie was sleeping close to Jimmy. They had talked to Eddie that afternoon. He was pretty out of it and did not seem to respond. Secretly they hoped that he would stay that way. Neither could bear having to actually talk to him about death. They had talked to Tori too but she was much too small to fully understood. The coming months would be as confusing for her as they were painful for Jimmy and Breena. The coming months were what they had dreaded since Eddie's initial diagnosis. Even when the doctors were optimistic. Death was always on their minds, death was always behind them. Both had worked with death for their entire adult lives but neither could handle it when it was their family. Certainly not when it was their child.

Tony felt terrible. The good news was that Dr. Pitt had cleared him. The bad was that he had about fifty prescriptions to keep him out of danger. In reality it was four but it may as well have been fifty. Tony hated taking medication. The only reason he even filled anything. Was because Ziva did not want to go to the hospital, while pregnant and because he apparently could not be trusted. Gibbs had taken him to be checked. Then Gibbs had watched him fill the prescriptions and read over the slip that Dr. Pitt had given. Talk about embarrassing. Of course Tony wanted to stay healthy for his wife and children. He just did not appreciate being treated like a toddler. He was a grown man for Pete's sake.

Breena loaded up on coffee to make the drive. She knew it was not the healthiest option but it was her only choice. They could not stay at Ronald McDonald House without Eddie and they did not want to pay for a hotel. Staying another day was not an option either. Eddie was getting weaker by the day. If he got much worse, he would not be able to come home. As much as they were dreading the chaos, that would come with being home. They idea of Eddie dying in a hospital, in a strange city was far worse.

Keeping it together in the helicopter was by far the hardest thing for Jimmy. It was the big rule and the hardest to follow. He was breaking down several times a day since Eddie's relapse and that number had nearly doubled since they had learned there was no more hope. Now he was suddenly expected to keep it together for the entire flight. He had absolutely no idea how he was going to get through this terrible ordeal.

By that evening the Palmer's were all home together. Ducky had stopped by just long enough to check on Eddie and drop off some groceries. Still only Tony and him knew but the others would have to find out soon enough. Before long they would be flooded with calls and messages, for that night however. They just appreciated the time that they had with their beloved son. Not knowing how long they had but knowing that it was tragically limited. They had set up a miniature hospital room for Eddie in the living room. They had set up the fold out couch and had initially planned on taking turns sleeping out there. While the other slept in the bed. Now they were sharing the fold out couch and they had set up Tori's travel bed beside them. They were wanting to take advantage of every second they had as a family.

A/N: Will the Palmer's be able to handle the extra attention? New chapter will be up soon. Thanks for reading and please review.