McGee walked across the bullpen, red-eyed, pale and alone in the world. He put Abby's box on Gibbs's desk, along with a note reading, "Here's her stuff. I'm going to have the rest of the day off boss. I'm really sorry, I hope you understand." He then walked back to the elevator and pressed the down button.

"McGee? MCGEE! Where are you going? Are you ok?" Yelled Tony. McGee had his back to Tony so he just gave him a wave and walked into the opening elevator whilst the tears began to stream down his face again.

hello I'm the lie living for you so you can hide,
don't cry…

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The sound of the kettle brought McGee abruptly back from his thoughts. He poured it and went to sit at his table. He cleared away yesterday's Chinese takeaway and newspaper and sat down. Across the room there was a photo frame illuminated in the moonlight. He couldn't make out the picture so after a few minutes he decided to get up and see what it was. He picked it up and just stared at it. It was he and Abby, at an amusement park that they had visited together only last week. He hadn't wanted to go but Abby had finally convinced him so they had gone. The photo was taken in front of the Ferris wheel. Both he and Abby looked so happy, so full of life, and not a care in the world. And that was only a week ago. Tim carried then picture over to the table and then went to his CD player and put on Abby's CD. He then walked back to the table, sipped his coffee and looked at the photo, remembering Abby.

suddenly I know I'm not sleeping,
hello I'm still here,
all that's left of yesterday…