There are times in life when you get every answer tied up in a sweet little bow.

Then there are times like this…

"No, no, no, no, no…"

Tony managed a smile at the corner of his mouth. "Probably the most consecutive words…" he caught a sharp breath. "…heard you say in a while…"

Gibbs lifted Tony into his arms and held him. "Not the time DiNozzo."

"Never is…"

"Medic! We need a medic here!" He screamed into the distance, knowing full well that no one could hear him. He tightened his grip around his agent. "I've got you."

"I…I wish…"

Gibbs saw his eye lids start to slide shut and swallowed back his fear. "DiNozzo!" He shouted louder than his previous cry for help. "DiNozzo!"

Tony's eye lids flipped back open. "You always did enjoy….yelling at me…"

Gibbs didn't smile and looked around for any sign of hope. It was then he took in a long breath, resisted the tears fighting to fall and rested Tony on his knee so he could see his face. "You wish what son?"

Tony gritted his teeth through the pain and knew by the look in Gibbs eyes that help wouldn't be there in time. He managed to lift up his hand and clasped it over the hand on his wound.

"Wish I'd told her….sooner…" he took in a breath. "I loved her boss…"

It wasn't seconds after the last syllable left his tongue that he caught his final breath. Gibbs closed his eyes at the sight and looked up to the sky in fury. It was then he hollered out in agony… but this time, it wasn't for hope of rescue.