Title: Till Death Do Us Part
Author: Rednetra
Permission to archive: Sure why not
Genre: Slash
Pairing/Characters: Tony/Gibbs, Tim/Ziva/Abby
Rating: NC-17 just to be safe
Warnings:
Notes: OK please have read No More Sick Days as well as And Jenny
Makes 3.
Acknowledgments: Ok i would love to Thank G and BC and Matt and a
few people from my LJ. I would also like to thank G for the great
smut in this fic.
HANKY WARNING
It was dark. Tony could feel someone lying on him. The form was not
as large as Gibbs but small and soft like a little girl. He knew he
was dreaming because he'd just been in the cemetery in a shootout.
No, wait, maybe it was all a dream, and he was in his own bed with
Gibbs sleeping next to him. No, this was not his bed. It was too
hard and thin. What was that at his wrists and feet? It felt like
fleece.
Tony tried to move his hands and feet but they didn't move far and
it was like he was being held to the bed. Tony slowly opened his
eyes and saw that this was not the ceiling in his room.
"Dad," a little girl said.
Tony was out of it and groggy. He turned and saw his little girl,
the same little girl who in his dream had been taken.
"Jenny."
"Tony, don't move, okay?" another voice said.
Tony tried to move and was getting frustrated that he couldn't move.
Something was stopping him from moving. The fleece things. He turned
his head and saw Abby sitting next to him. Then he felt her hand
holding his.
"Abs," he said, his voice heavy and scratchy.
"Good, you're awake." Abby took a wet cloth and wiped Tony's brow.
"What's going on?"
"Well, Tony…"
"Anthony, good, I'm glad to see you have awakened," was said in the
Scottish accent of the ME.
Tony looked again towards his feet from where the sound was coming.
He felt pressure as a hand patted his feet.
"Dad, I love you," Jenny almost cried out.
Tony slowly looked at his daughter's face; it was tear-stained. What
was going on here? Tony thought, unable to form the words. His
tongue felt thick and furry.
"Anthony, how are you feeling, my dear boy?"
Tony could see movement. Someone was walking into the room. He
couldn't really make out who it was, only that it was a female in
white.
"Weird."
"That is to be expected, Anthony."
Tony felt his daughter kiss his cheek and lay her head back on
him.
"Where am I?"
"Well, I'm sorry to say, in General Mercy in Baltimore."
"What?"
"Tony, do you remember anything?" Abby asked.
Tony looked at her. He felt as if he was moving in slow motion.
"Slow, Tony, you've been out for a while."
"Where's Jethro?"
"Oh, Tony, what is the last thing you remember?"
"Seeing the bitch pointing a gun at Gibbs. Oh, God, NO, say it isn't
so! Please tell me," Tony begged, starting to move and get even more
mad and agitated. He started to thrash about and felt the little
girl being lifted off him somehow. He didn't see Tim take her so she
wouldn't get hurt from his rash moving.
"No! I want to stay with Dad!"
Jenny started to cry, which made Tony move about even more. Abby
placed a wet rag on his forehead.
"Tony, relax, calm down. Please. Tony, I don't want you like this."
"Anthony, dear boy, I am sorry to say that you are-"
His words were not being heard. All Tony was thinking about was
Jenny and Gibbs and Matt. He heard Jenny screaming that she wanted
to lay with him.
"Damn it, let me up, I need to find Gibbs! Where's Jethro?"
"Tony, come on, relax. If you don't, they won't let you out of
restraints and-"
The nurse was walking in with a needle now, but Ducky stopped her.
Tony heard Ducky but not the actual words. The others in the room,
however, heard and were shocked by Ducky's reaction and the words he
was using. Not like Ducky but his patient, his rules. He didn't
care what this nurse thought. She looked like she was going to
disregard him but Ziva and Tim were now behind him, making sure she
followed the ME's suggestion and not medicate the man in the bed any
longer.
"Anthony, please, if you just will calm down a little, I will make
sure the restraints are removed, and Jenny and Matt both will lay
with you if you wish."
Jenny was still in Tim's arms, no longer crying but laying her head
on her Uncle's shoulder and lightly sniffling,
"Come on, Tony, listen."
Abby did something no one was expecting; she took the damp cloth and
wrung it out on top of Tony's head. This seemed to work, and Tony
snapped out of his tantrum.
"What the hell?"
"You were hysterical, and slapping you just didn't seem right, even
if I have always wanted to do it." Abby was still perky.
"Will someone please-"
"Will you clam down and let us talk first?" Ducky snapped at him.
Tony blinked. He'd never heard Ducky snap at anyone.
"Yes," Tony almost whispered, feeling like he was five again and
dressed in the sailor suit.
"What is the last thing that you remember, Anthony?"
"Standing in the cemetery, pointing a gun at the bitch."
"Okay, well, after that."
"Nothing. Oh, God, what happened?"
Tony was about to thrash around again when he felt a little body on
the bed, crawling up and now lying on him again. He was able to make
out who the person was. Jenny was back lying on him. Realizing that,
he didn't move about.
"Well, the former Director, and I say former since she is no longer
among the living, took a shot, and you all, as I am told, opened
fire on her."
"Gibbs, where's Gibbs?"
"I am getting to that part, young man. After her single shot left
her gun, it hit Jethro. He is in surgery as we speak."
"Will he be okay?"
"Hard to say, but Jehtro is a fighter, and he has a lot to live for,
so, yes, I think he will be okay, given time. Well, to finish, after
that you seemed to rush to his side and it took about four policemen
to get you away from his body. You were not letting anyone help him
right away. They sedated you and put you in restraints."
"Oh, God, where, how, who…?"
"Do you promise not to make a fuss and try to hurt yourself or
anyone else?"
"Yes, just get me out. Where's Matt?"
"Right over here, sleeping. Much like you he can sleep through
anything. He is in a hospital crib."
"Let me hold him, I need to hold him."
Ducky nodded his head, and Abby undid his arms as Ducky undid his
legs. The nurse, seeing this action, started to move into the room
to protest this as they had not approved of it but a pregnant Ziva
and her husband were now standing in the door, looking all menacing.
The nurse chose the better part and did not go into the room right
then. She was informed, by the Chief of Staff, that they had a lot
of leeway for some reason.
When Ducky had first stepped into the hospital, he'd stormed up the
stairs and found the Chief of Staff, who was an old friend. He had
informed him of the situation and after that this group was treated
with kid gloves and given a wide berth.
"Okay."
Abby moved the bed so Tony was now sitting up in the bed. He started
to hold Jenny and then Matt was placed in his arms.
"When was the last time he was fed?" Tony went right into father
mode.
"A little while ago. He is fine, Anthony. Now listen. Gibbs is not
well. The bullet entered into his right shoulder and the bullet
pierced his lungs, then hit his rib cage and bounced back and it
lodged itself into his spine. They are repairing the damage as we
speak, but we might not know a thing for many hours. You have been
out for about two hours now."
"Why?"
"Tony, you wouldn't let anyone near you and Gibbs or Jenny," Ziva
said.
"Oh, God, did I hurt anyone?"
"Only a cop trying to get your gun out of your hand. No, you didn't
fire it but pistol whipped him."
"Who?"
Tim said the name, and Tony smiled. It was an asshole from his time
in BPD.
"Anthony, as long as you behave, you will not be put back into
restraints or sedated. Am I clear?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good. Now how about we get you changed and into something comfy,
then we can all go and get something to eat."
"I'm not leaving the hospital."
"Anthony, you will and are leaving. I will not have you have this
sweet little girl, who just went through hell and back I might add,
and this adorable little boy in your arms, stay in the hospital.
Abby has arranged for hotel rooms for us, just a block away, and you
will be staying there. I've left instructions with the surgery unit
to call. I will allow you to come back after we eat to check up,
then it will be off to sleep with your children. Do I make myself
clear?" Ducky was again getting all demanding.
Tony had to give it a lot of thought. Yes, he would want to stay,
but it wasn't fair to the kids. Tony started to stroke Jenny's head
and her hair. His little girl was fine. Oh, God. He just remembered.
She'd almost been raped. The conversation came back, as well as that
the bitch had killed her own brother.
"Yes, okay, but I don't like it."
"And I don't blame you, but right now the children are what you need
to worry about."
Tony moved a little. Jenny looked up at him.
"We're going to go and get some food. You hungry, Peanut?"
"I want my Daddy."
"I know, honey. I want him, too, but Ducky said he is very sick and
they need to repair what happened."
"Oh, Dad, I'm so sorry, it's all my fault." Jenny was almost
standing on the bed and hugging Tony.
Tony looked at Abby. She took the hint and took Matt while Tony held
the scared little girl.
"No, it isn't, Peanut. It was some crazy lady who hated me and Daddy
who did this. She used you to get to us."
"But if I had li-"
"NO! Okay, look at me, please." Tony looked at the little girl,
whose face was buried into his clothing. He took a hand and moved
her head so she was now looking at him. "This was not your fault.
You were being a good girl and doing what you should have been
doing. None of us could have known that this person was doing this.
We both love you and are proud of you. You didn't give in, and you
stayed strong."
"They made me watch you and Daddy do things," she whispered, "and
kept telling me that you were evil and bad people, then that mean
man undressed me."
"Shhh, it's okay, Peanut. No one will hurt you. I won't let them.
You and Matt are safe."
"Oh, Dad, it's all my fault. If I hadn't asked to go trick-or-
treating."
"No, honey, it was not your fault in anyway. Please don't think
that."
Abby was holding Matt. Tim looked useless, as did Ziva. How could
they make this little girl think other things? She was almost raped
and killed, all in one day.
"Jennifer, come here, please," Ducky said.
Jenny looked at the doctor. Carefully climbing off the bed, she
moved over to him.
"Now listen and listen good, okay."
She nodded her head yes.
"This was not your fault in anyway."
"But Daddy stood in front of that gun for me. I should-"
"No, you're not listening to me. Jethro did that because that is who
he is. Any one of us would do that for one another. He is your
father; he was protecting you. He is not hurt because of you at all.
It was the crazy, evil lady and her stupid brother that did this to
him and hurt you as well as Anthony. No one else is at fault. Okay?"
Jenny nodded yes, but the ME knew it hadn't sunk in yet, but it was
a start. She would need to see her therapist again, but this was not
the time for this.
"Okay, do I have pants?" Tony asked, trying to smile and trying to
make the room smile.
"Yup, but they cut them off to make sure you weren't hurt, so we
brought you some sweatpants," Tim said, handing him the bag of
clothing. "The rest is at the hotel as well. We got Jenny clothing
and Matt's stuff is already in the room."
"Thanks. Okay, turn your head." Tony was again tying to make light
of this bad situation. None of them cared; they'd all seen him
naked at point or another. Tony hopped off the bed, still with his
boxers on, and got dressed.
"Okay, Peanut, where do you want to eat?"
"I'm not hungry," she said, but Tony heard her belly rumble.
"Nope, not gonna work. Let's go find a Burger King. I know where one
is." Tony took the little girl by one hand and took Matt out of
Abby's arms and held him in the other and walked out.
"Excuse me, sir, but you haven't been discharged."
"Oh, well, sucks to be you then."
"I will call security."
"Listen, you overweight cow." Ziva was leaning on the ledge, looking
right at the overweight nurse. "I am sure you will, and I have no
doubt they will TRY and stop him, but he will be leaving, so give me
the form and he will sign it."
"It will take a while to find the doctor."
"You have two minutes, or we walk out and your security can take
their chances with us." Ziva winked at her, and she looked like she
was about to piss her pants.
Tony just smiled, missing Beth. Right at the time limit, paperwork
appeared off the printer and Tony signed it, and they all walked out
of the hospital to the car. Tony's SUV was there. He strapped Matt
and Jenny in the back seat. Ducky rode with them, and Tim drove and
followed with his two wives in his car. They get to Burger King and
Jenny would not leave Tony's side; she wouldn't even go out on the
playground and play. It was like when they first got her; she would
almost not let go. The only time she really did was when he was
feeding Matt or he was eating or she was eating.
After eating they just sat in the BK, talking about stuff. Not
about Gibbs; Tony didn't want to hear about that but about how the
former director's body would just vanish and how this did not really
happen and the little girl was found lost in Baltimore and how
Director Morrow and The FBI director and a few others covered it up.
They couldn't have a scandal with how a former Director had done
this horrible thing.
After eating Tim and his ladies went back to the hotel. Ducky let
the others go back to the hospital and talk to one of the OR nurses
who was sent out to tell him that so far so good. They had repaired
his lungs and the muscle tearing in his shoulder, but the bullet was
still in his spine and they were trying to repair that. She also
said that the sack that held the spinal cord had ruptured and at
this time they didn't know how bad his injury might be. At best
nothing, at worst he would be paralyzed from the waist down. Tony
almost lost it. Jenny didn't know what to do. Matt was still in
Tony's arms. He wasn't letting go of his children now.
On the way out the nurse did say that they would call when he was
brought out of surgery but more than likely they would not be
allowed to see him till the morning. Tony didn't care, he wanted to
know. Tony took the children and walked to the elevator, and Ducky
whispered to the nurse who nodded a yes and walked back into the
OR.
"What did you tell her?"
"Nothing, my boy, just making sure she had our numbers." Ducky had
told her to call him first and he would give the info to Tony.
They proceeded to the hotel. The moment Tony's head hit the pillow
he was out. He had Jenny and Matt both sleeping on the bed with him.
Abby tucked him in.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Tony."
Tony moved a little, seeing Abby standing over him when he woke up.
He snapped his eyes open but didn't move; he was holding a sleeping
baby on his chest and Jenny was lying on the bed on one side of him.
"What? What's wrong?"
"Nothing. Gibbs is out of surgery, and you can see him now."
"What the hell?" Tony looked and saw the sun was up. "What time is
it?"
"About 9:00."
"And when did he get out of surgery?" Tony was moving Matt a little
so he could sit up. Jenny just moved off him, too out of it to even
wake up.
"Ducky said not to wake you up."
"Fuck that. This isn't Ducky's lover."
"No, he's Ducky's best friend and his other friend who is his lover,
so shut the fuck up and get moving. Do not take this out on Ducky.
Tony, you should have seen it. Had I not seen it with my own eyes, I
would never have believed it. Ducky walked into the hospital and
took it over by force, I mind you. He walked in and everyone was
snapping to attention. It was like he was some kind of god, and yes
he is, but that is a whole nother story. It was amazing, so cut the
man some slack."
"Abby, I know it, I just-"
"Hey, Boss-man is a friend to all of us, and yes he is your husband,
and I wouldn't rest if something happened to Tim or Ziva. We
understand, okay?"
"Yes." Tony rubbed his head. "Let me get a shower, then we can get
them cleaned up and off to see their father."
"They might not let them in the ICU."
"Like hell. They think they needed to sedate me at the scene, they
will need an army to keep them out."
"Rock on." Abby kissed Tony's temple and swatted at his ass when he
walked away. She heard the water and a moment later he was standing
in front of her.
"Okay, Peanut, time to wake up, honey."
"Um, is daddy here?"
"No, honey, but we can go see him."
"Can he come home?" Jenny asked groggily as she sat up.
"No, honey, not for a while but soon." Under his breath he said, "I
hope."
Tony walked the little girl into the bath and started her shower for
her. She looked panic-stricken when he closed the curtain, so he
left it open enough so she could see him. Abby brought a fussy Matt
to him, and Tony started feeding him a bottle. Tony wasn't happy,
but it was good to have his children back again. Now he just needed
his husband to get out of the hospital and they would be happy
again. After the shower Tony dressed Matt and Jenny and they went
out of the hotel and to the hospital.
They get to the ICU ward and to their surprise Ducky was there
waiting. Abby knew Tim and Ziva were going to be there.
Ducky walked in. Tony was holding the children and heading into the
room where Gibbs was. Tony stopped, seeing his lover hooked up to
all the machines; the respirator, the heart monitor, the blood
pressure cuff and various other things. Tony walked over and sat in
the chair that Ducky put next to the bed. Jenny tried to climb in
bed with Gibbs.
"No, Peanut, you can't lay with him."
"But I laid with you."
"Yes, honey, but look at all the machines. They need to stay hooked
up to Daddy for a little while longer so he can get better."
"But-"
"I know, I want to lay with him as well, but we can't."
"Anthony, you must know that as of right now Jethro is not
responding to the Babinsky Test."
"The what?"
"It's his reaction to an item rubbed against his feet. As of now
they think he is paralyzed from the waist down. His spinal cord is
very swollen, and they're hoping for the best but…"
"No, no more, I can't take it," Tony whispered, holding up one hand.
"Okay, well, you can stay with him for a while. Jenny let's go out
and sit with Aunt Abigail for a moment."
"No, I'm staying."
"No, Peanut, give Daddy and me a moment alone, okay?"
Jenny looked panicked.
"It's okay, honey. We're in the hospital, and you can see me from
right outside, there through the glass. Uncle Tim and Aunt Ziva will
kick anyone's butt who tries anything."
Jenny looked at them both outside, waiting to come in, and followed
Ducky out. Ducky also took Matt with him.
"Damn it, Jethro," Tony said, holding his hand and crying.
The next three weeks were about the same. They stayed at the hotel
at night and the days were spent holding Gibbs' hand, Jenny on one
side and Tony on the other. Jenny each day tried to climb into bed
but they wouldn't let her.
After the second week they took Gibbs off the respirator and stopped
keeping him in a medicated coma. He was getting better and healing
nicely. It was now a week from Thanksgiving and Tony wanted to take
him home and everyday Ducky had to talk him out of signing Gibbs out
AMA. Tony started moving Gibbs' legs everyday, trying to get them
working again. It wasn't looking good for him and the use of his
legs again for anything below the waist.
Tony at that moment made a vow to himself that till Gibbs was
better, he wouldn't partake in any sexual activity; if his husband
wasn't going to be able to participate, then neither would he, not
even masturbation.
The night before Thanksgiving, Gibbs woke up for the first time. He
was kind of out of it but not as bad as was expected. He hit the
call button. He couldn't move his legs but he thought he felt them
still. In came a little old lady.
"Yes, sir, oh it is good to see you moving again."
"Yeah, about that, what's the matter with me?"
"Well, sir, I'll let the doctor tell you. Let me call him."
"No, tell me," Gibbs tried to bark but it came out weak.
"No, sir, really I think the doctor needs to tell you and maybe your
family in the morning."
"Oh, God, how is my little girl?"
"Lovely, sir, she is a lovely little girl and very caring."
Gibbs smiled. He knew this must be killing Tony and Jenny
alike. "What day is it?"
"November 24th now."
"I've been here for about a mouth?"
"Yes, sir. To begin with we kept you pretty doped up, in a drug
coma, and your body did a great deal of healing but-" in walked a
very lovely redheaded doctor.
"I see our patient is up and lucid it seems."
"Yes, Doctor, now what the hell happened?"
"Mr. Gibbs, please, relax. You're fine."
"I can't move my feet or legs, but I can feel them."
"Well, Mr. Gibbs, we repaired most of the damage, but there was some
minor damage to your spinal cord, and you are paralyzed from the
waist down."
"So you're telling me that I'll never walk again, never dance at my
daughter's wedding or, hell, ever use the bathroom again."
"Well, we hope in time that you will and that this is all temporary."
"Damn it!" Gibbs banged his fist on the metal bar, nearly pulling
the IV tube out.
"Sir, please relax."
"RELAX? How can you say that? I just learned that I'm paralyzed and
that I'll not have the use of my lower body, and you want me to
relax!?"
"Sir, if you like we'll have a counselor come in and talk with you
and your family."
Gibbs knew what he had to do but didn't want to do it. It would kill
him. It would kill Tony, but he would not saddle himself on Tony and
his children like this. He couldn't. He would get on alone. He was
about to cut out his own heart and Tony's and stomp on them.
"Just leave."
"Okay, but if you should need anything, just hit the call button."
The nurse checked the IV and then left.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Tony and the family were the first at the hospital like every other
day. They walked in and the nurse told them that Gibbs had woken up
sometime in the middle of the night. This made them all happy.
They walked into the room, Jenny holding his hand as Tony sat in the
chair and they began their vigil. Tony felt the hand respond for the
first time since before they were in this whole mess. Gibbs woke up
slowly. Looking at the little girl he smiled, then went stone-faced.
He then looked at Tony holding Matt.
"Hey, Baby," Tony said, smiling.
"You fucking faggot, you did this to me."
Tony let go of the hand from the shock of the word. "What?"
"You heard me, faggot, get the fuck out. You're nothing to me."
"Daddy, that's not nice to say."
Gibbs couldn't say anything to the little girl. He'd hurt Tony
enough, and this would kill Jenny without him saying anything to her.
Tony looked dumbfounded, just sitting there.
"You deaf? I said get the fuck out, you piece of shit. The director
was right, you were nothing but a boy toy and look what fucking
happened. Now get the fuck out! And I expect you out of the house by
the time I get out of this hospital."
Tony was in tears as was Matt.
"Cry, you fucking sissy, it's what your kind does." Gibbs hurt with
every word he said.
Tony's heart at that moment broke as did Gibbs'.
The nurse came in from when Gibbs hit the call button and Gibbs was
now yelling.
"Sir!"
"Get them the fuck out of here and off my visitor list. I never want
to see him again."
"You're mean. That word is bad, and you know it. You told Dad that
you loved him forever, till death do us part. That was what you
said. I was there. You lied! You're mean!" Jenny ran out of the
room.
"Fine, I see," was all Tony could say and he walked out of the room.
He found Jenny at the nurses' station, being comforted by one of the
nurses.
"Sir, he is just adjusting."
"No, he meant it. I could tell, the bastard that he is never says
what he doesn't mean. Come on, Peanut, we're going home."
Tony took Jenny's hand. He was in a fog and almost didn't remember
taking her. They went down to the car and they drove home, their
real home. They walked in the house and Tony put Matt in his crib
and Jenny was up in her room crying. Tony walked into the master
bedroom. His and Gibbs' bedroom. Well, now just Gibbs' room. He
walked to the closet. Tony now had no clue what he was really
doing. He unlocked the gun safe and took out Gibbs' backup gun. He
then walked into the bathroom, locked the doors and sat on the
floor.
About two hours later Jenny walked down from her room to the crying
of Matt. She looked at Matt, and she knew she was not allowed to
pick him up without an adult nearby, so she walked into the open
bedroom and knocked on the bathroom door and got no answer. About
ten minutes later Jenny walked downstairs and still didn't see
anyone. She went to the house phone. Under the house phone was a
list of numbers in order of calling and it was laminated to the
table.
The first number was Gibbs. She dialed and it went to voicemail.
"Daddy, come home. Dad locked himself in the bathroom, and Matt has
been crying for a long time. Come home and fix this, like you fix
everything, please, Daddy, don't be mad at Dad." Jenny was almost in
tears.
The next person was Tony. She knew he wouldn't hear it because his
phone was right there in front of her. The next number was Abby. She
called and it went to voicemail. Jenny explained what happened at
the hospital and then what was happening at the house. She did this
with everyone on the list. The last number on the phone list was
Director Tom Morrow. She dialed it.
"Hello?"
"Hello, Mr. Morrow, sir."
"Jenny, is that you?"
"Yes, sir, something is wrong with my dad. See, Daddy said bad words
to him and made Dad cry, and now Matt's been crying for a long time,
and Dad is locked in the bathroom."
"Jenny, honey, where are you? Are you still in Baltimore?"
"No, sir, Mr. Morrow, sir, we're home."
"Okay, here is what I'm going to do. I'm going to hand you to Jimmy.
I need you to tell him the words that Jethro said to you both, and
we'll be driving there right now, okay. Everything will be okay."
"I'm not allowed to say the bad word that Daddy used. It was very
bad. He told me about what Dad is."
"Okay, but I think you need to tell Jimmy. It will be okay, you
won't get into trouble."
"But I'm not allowed."
"I know, honey, but we need to know so we can fix this."
"Okay."
Tom handed the phone to Jimmy and they got their son in the car and
drove over to the house. They get there and Jimmy had relayed the
words to Tom after Jenny told him what Gibbs had said. Jenny heard
the car pull up, and Jimmy said they were there, and they both hung
up the phone. Both men walked into the house with their son, Tommy.
"Okay, honey, you help Jimmy with Matt and I'll check on your dad."
"I want to help you."
Tom went to her level. "I know, honey, but Jimmy doesn't know where
anything is and he'll need help with that. After we get your dad you
can help, okay?"
"Okay."
"Stay down here. Let's go and get Matt and bring him down, okay?"
Jenny stayed with Jimmy and their little boy. Tom got Matt and
brought him down, then went back up to the master bedroom and
knocked on the door.
"Come on, DiNozzo, open up the fucking door now!"
Nothing from inside.
"That's an order, Tony!"
Again nothing. Tom looked around and noticed in the closet something
out of order. He walked in and saw the gun safe open. FUCK was all
he could think. He looked at the bathroom door. Fuck, he had to
hurry. Fucking Jethro, why did he do this to Tony? Tom knew but that
was no real reason.
Tom hit the door hard, very hard, hard enough to snap it open, and
he saw Tony bringing the gun up to his head and from the loud crash
Tony looked up at Tom. He could see tears in his eyes, and the gun
went off.
Chapter End Notes:
OK please have read No More Sick Days as well as And Jenny Makes 3.
Ok i would love to Thank G and BC and a few others
that will remain nameless for prereading this and letting me know
what they liked about it.
Ok i would love to Thank G and BC and a few others
that will remain nameless for prereading this and letting me know
what they liked about it.