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Challenge: ncis_drabble; Challenge #74 - Body
Word Count: 3 100 Word Drabbles
Spoilers: 05x01 Bury Your Dead
Crossposted: ncis_drabble; ncisfanfic; ncis_haven
Summary: Three different viewpoints on the death of a friend.
It was just another dead body. That’s what I told myself over and over in my head. It was just another case, just another nameless victim of some violent act. We would bag, tag and process the scene and then search for the person or persons responsible. We would give closure to the family members of the deceased. There was only one problem; we were the family members. The burnt out husk of a human being was all that was left of Tony DiNozzo and the only person I knew I could interrogate was Jenny. It was her damn fault.
The explosion was replaying in a loop in my mind. The missed messages on my phone formed a cold band that was closing around my heart. Now I’m looking at the remains of his car, the remains of him, and I feel as if the world has tilted on its axis. I wanted nothing more than revenge on the man who killed my father. I was ready and willing to go to any length to apprehend him. But now I see that I wasn’t ready, that I shouldn’t have done it. The dead body of DiNozzo is on my hands.
It isn’t true. If I don’t go to autopsy, if Ducky doesn’t send me a sample for DNA, if I close my eyes and wish it away, then it never happened. Tony can’t die. I saw Kate’s body in autopsy, and knew it was her, but I won’t look at the body they say is Tony. If I don’t look, it won’t be true. If I don’t run the DNA, then it will never match Tony’s. I can’t lose another friend the way I lost Kate. I’ll just drink a Caf-Pow! and wait for Tony to come and hug me.