A/N: i know i said i was done but this is something i wrote a while back but never actually posted. so i had for awhile and i just figured 'why not'. this is pretty much what happens after everything in the story. McGee is forced to attend counseling. i mostly wrote this cuz i felt like i can show his withdrawel from the pills in a better way. anyway just read and review. and this time i promise it's the last chapter.

Chapter 11

Talking with the Shrink

The room was all white with a white couch and a chair with a glass table in the middle of them and a giant mirror on the wall. As he sat on the chair, the doctor adjusted his glasses as he wrote down his notes on a piece of paper attached to a clipboard. He paused for a moment to stroke his gray beard before returning to his notes.

Across from him, on the couch, sat McGee as he ran his fingers through his hair while his body swayed back and forth. He looked at his knees as they rapidly jumped up and down. Lately they would do that whenever he sat down but he couldn't help it. As if they had a mind of their own, they would jump up and down even if he were tired which he has been for a while. Although he gets really tired, he hasn't been able to sleep since he left the hospital and his face shows it. His eyes had deep dark bags under them. He hasn't eaten in days but has drunk a lot of water. His body was starting to get skinny and his face sunken in. it's been a long week and if it wasn't for Abby, he would have gone insane, although as he talked with the psychiatrist he was forced to see, he was suspecting he already has.

For the past week, since he left the hospital, Abby has been with McGee supporting and loving him. If it weren't for her he probably wouldn't be able to get through his withdrawal and mental anguish. Even though McGee feels she should be resting as she heals and that she should be concentrating on her work, she feels like it's no trouble at all and says she's only fine when she's sure McGee is.

Even though Gibbs did his best to argue with the director, she says it was out of her hands and along with the suspension, McGee must attend counseling with an NCIS employee psychiatrist.

"How long do I have to do this doctor Fields," McGee asked frustrated.

"Well you must attend a mandatory eight session including any more I feel is necessary," the doctor said with out looking up from his clipboard.

McGee sighed deeply as he placed both his hands on his head. He then started to swat and slap his arms and neck.

:"Something wrong agent McGee," Dr. Fields asked still not looking up.

"I don't know," McGee told him" It feels like I have bugs crawling over me."

"That's normal with total withdrawal from any drug."

"Why do I have to come here?"

"The Director and the state feel you may have psychological repercussions from this ordeal. You have shown both suicidal and homicidal tendencies."

"But that's all from those pills I've took."

"It may be that but they feel you should do this just to be sure."

"But I'm not crazy. I only seemed like it because of the drugs."

"I here to make sure that, that is the only factor. You might have something you don't know about or maybe now you do. Now according to my report, you are very intelligent and highly skilled with computers."

"Before you say anything, just because I'm practically a genius doesn't mean I'm automatically a psycho."

"That is true but there is a few good examples."

"Like who?"

"Jeffery Dalmer, Ted Bundy, John Wayne Gacy-"

"Those guys are just plain insane. I'm nothing like them."

"And I believe you."

"Then why do I have to do this?"

"Because of your actions, whether or not it was the fault of the drugs, it is mandatory you seek professional counseling."

"I think maybe you're the crazy one doctor."

"Now lets talk about your family. Tell me about your parents."

"My mom is ok. I love her a lot. She always took care of me and my younger sister and made sure we had everything we needed to be happy and healthy."

"And your father?"

"What father? I have no father."

"So you have issues with your father?"

"It's more than issues doctor. The asshole left me, my sister and my mother when I was little. I made it successfully without his ass and if I ever see him again I'm gonna knock him out."

"Do you know why he left?"

"Because he's an asshole."

"And how do you think this affected you growing up?"

"Jeez doc, didn't you just hear me, I said I made it with no help from his dumbass. What the fuck does this have to do with anything?"

"I want to get some background on you so I can better determine your situation and why you did what you did."

"I told you before, it was those damn drugs. Are you ignoring everything I say?"

"I just want to make sure there were no other factors, other than the ones already determined, contributed to your unpredictable actions. There is the possibility that you voluntarily took the drugs. "

"Oh my God! I wished I didn't cuss just now, your just gonna take note of it and use it to say I'm crazy. Why can't we do this when I get better? Right now I haven't been sleeping and I can't think straight. I can't seem to stand still and I keep seeing and hearing things."

At that moment McGee stood up and looked around frantically.

"Something the matter," Dr. Fields asked.

"I just heard someone calling me," McGee said as he sat back down, "every time I go some where quiet I here voices and something keeps crawling on me!"

As he said that McGee started swatting at his arm and back again.

"I can't take it," McGee continued, "It's driving me crazy! If it wasn't for my girlfriend, I would probably kill myself."

"I'm also told that your girlfriend being injured is also a cause of your rampage," Dr. Fields stated.

"Tell me doctor, have you ever been in love? Have you ever seen the love of your life get shot and have her blood run down your hands? To see the person you instantly fell in love with when you first saw her, the person you've always wanted to kiss every time you see her, lying on a hospital bed, not knowing if she will live or die and you know there was more you could have done to prevent that? Wouldn't you go crazy? Wouldn't you want to kick some ass?"

Dr. Fields stayed silent and looked almost uninterested as he wrote down his notes on his clipboard.

"Thank God your not my boss. Thank God I have someone like Gibbs as my boss. He's been like the father I never had. I hate that I did this and disappointed him. He taught me better and I still snap. I glad I can still work with him and the rest of my team. Gibbs was like a father, Tony as a brother, Ziva as a sister, Ducky as an uncle and Palmer, well he's a good cousin. I'm especially happy to stay because of Abby. I don't know what I would do without her. I know we've only been going out for about more than a week, but she's my whole world. I thank God everyday to have someone like her in my life. I want to be with her forever and maybe marry her and make all her dreams come true. I wanna make sure she's happy for the rest of her life."

"What about having a child?"

"What? I don't know doctor. I don't know how she feels about that. It would be nice to have a daughter and raise her and be to her the father I never had."

"Why a daughter? Why not a son?"

"Whatever doctor. Son, daughter, does it make a difference?"

"You mentioned that you would like it to have a daughter and used the word she, signifying you prefer a daughter, instead of the word it, which could signify that you would want either one. This may be an important piece of information.""

"What? It doesn't matter what I said as long as you got the point."

Again Dr. Fields stayed quiet as he wrote down some notes again.

"I got to be more careful what I say from now one," McGee said as he stroked his hair.

"Why's that," Dr. Fields asked without looking up.

"Because your gonna write down every word I say, turn them around and use them against me when you make your judgment on whether or not I'm crazy."

When Dr. Fields finished with his notes, he placed the clipboard aside and stood up.

"Well agent McGee, our session is done for today," Dr. fields said as he walked to the door.

"Finally," McGee said relived as he walked to the door, "that was the longest hour of my life.

"Your next session is next week at the same time."

"I can't wait till then," McGee said sarcastically as he stepped out of the room.

As Dr. Fields walked one way, McGee walked down the hallway in the opposite direction. As he did he saw Abby standing near the door next to the room he was in. A big smile formed across her face as he got near.

"Hey how'd it go," she asked as she hugged him.

"You should know," McGee replied.

"What do you mean?"

"Abby I know that mirror in there is two-way, and Gibbs gonna be watching everything and knowing you, your gonna convince him to let you join him."

"Ok that's all true. But only because I care about you."

"I know Abby."

"Did you really mean all those things you said about me being your whole life and wanting to marry me and make me happy and make all my dreams come true?"

"Of course Abby, every word of it."

Abby smiled widely and kissed McGee, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Come on," Abby said as she grabbed his hand, "you barely been eating. Lets get some food in you."

McGee smiled as he walked with her down the hall. He was truly thankful to have her.

The End

(and this time I mean it.)


A/N:There you go. i hope you liked it. i know it's not the greatest but now i dont have to worry about it no more. anyways Please Review or don't, i dont really care. the storys done but i guess i would like to know what you think of this chapter.