Jimmy had made his home at the DiNozzo's house. He had tried to call Breena in the morning hoping that she had slept everything off and that she would be ready to talk. No luck she answered only to scream at him and when he tried to call back again. Ed answered and told him it would be wise not to call back. Jimmy could not even get either of them to bring Tori over. He had lost his whole family and did not know how he was supposed to carry on.
Breena hugged her knees to her chest as she sobbed in the shower. The water flowed from the shower head and washed most of the blood down the drain. She could not believe that this was happening. She was already mourning for Eddie and now she had lost another. She could not help but blame Jimmy for this whole ordeal. The last thing that a pregnant woman needed was stress and Jimmy had done nothing to ease her stress. He had only made her life more difficult. Now she was losing her baby and she hated that man for taking her unborn child away from her.
"I think that you should go to the hospital." Ed commented.
"Why? It's too late to do anything. My baby is already dead!" Breena cried.
"I know but they can give you something for the pain and make sure that you do not lose too much blood." Ed explained.
"I don't want anything for pain. I am already in more pain than any human should endure. As for the blood. At this point I do not care." Breena explained.
"Breena I think that you need professional help." Ed commented.
"Jesus Christ! First Jimmy and now you! Can you please just let me mourn?!" Breena snapped.
"I am fine with your mourning but Breena you are really starting to worry me." Ed explained.
"I am in hell! I am sorry that is so stressful for you!" Breena snapped.
Jimmy found himself alone at Tony's house. Tony and Ziva were at work, the twins were at school, and Tali was at daycare. Tony and Ziva had each offered to stay home with Jimmy but he had politely declined. No sense anybody missed work on his account. Besides he really did need the alone time. He needed that time to pull himself together. Accepting that Breena would not speak to him and Ed had taken his daughter's side. He turned off his phone and headed up to Tali's room. That was where he would be staying for the next few days. He would be sleeping on an air mattress in the room of a three year old. He had kicked a little girl out of her room. Because he could not manage to get his life together. Granted he was mourning the loss of his son but he was a man. He was supposed to be strong for Breena. All he had done for her was shove her away and risk never seeing his sweet baby girl again or his unborn child.
Ed lifted his daughter out of the bathtub and carefully changed her into a fresh pair of pajamas. He felt terrible for her. She was really falling apart and if things got much worse he would have no choice but to take her to the hospital. She had already basically given up on her life and stopped responding to him. He had to watch her constantly and mind Tori. He knew that he could not handle her on his own. She needed professional help. He got her changed and then carried both her and Tori out to the car. Having his daughter committed was the hardest thing he had ever done. Even if it was the best thing for her right now.
Jimmy retreated to his room when the twins came home. He adored the DiNozzo children. He had even helped raise the twins before Tony got together with Ziva. It was just hard to be around them or any children. Every child reminded him of his babies. Of the son he would never see again and the daughter he probably would never see again. He collapsed onto the air mattress and broke down in a fit of tears. Jimmy was beginning to wonder if he had anything at all to live for.
The DiNozzo's were all gone again. They had gone off to a presentation at the twins school. Daisy had been chosen out of the entire seventh grade to present her history project in front of everybody, and Tyler would be playing the trumpet with the marching band. It didn't seem like a huge deal but typically only eighth graders were selected to preform at this assembly. The DiNozzo's had plenty of reasons to be proud of their children. Another crushing blow to Jimmy. He would never see Eddie make a presentation in front of the entire school. He would never hear his son play an instrument of see what subject he excelled in. He would only be able to visit his boy's grave.
With a heavy heart Jimmy made his way back down to the kitchen. At least he had free run of the place when everybody was gone. He opened the door of the fridge and peeked inside. He quickly found what he was searching for. Tony always kept his beers in a the bottom drawer. He popped the cap and poured the beverage down his throat. He felt pretty good after finishing the first beer. So he grabbed another and then another. There were four or five cans on the ground when he heard the car door close. Jimmy tossed the cans into the trash and then panicked. How would he explain so many empty cans? He replaced the beer with the twins soda, retrieved the cans from the trashcan and stumbled up the stairs. Apparently this was his life now.
Tony opened the door of the fridge and retrieved a beer. He noticed right away that something was off. He took a closer look and saw that it was the twins soda. At first he thought Ziva had just put it in the wrong place but the next beer he reached for was another soda. He found four more cans of soda. Something was definitely up.
"Ziva!" Tony called.
"What?" Ziva asked.
"Did you mix up the beer and soda or something?" Tony questioned.
"No I couldn't have done that. You know that I make the twins put away their own groceries. Besides you had beer before we left. I know because I put my tea in that drawer." Ziva explained.
"Well that only leaves Jimmy." Tony replied.
"I'll go check on him!" Ziva cried.
A/N: Will the DiNozzo's be able to help Jimmy? New chapter will be up soon. Thanks for reading and please review.