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Nosegay
Tony stared at the nosegays in his hand. Melancholy hung around him on this day as he visited the memorials to the people closest to him. He remembered the last time he came to these graves with someone else. It had been before Gibbs died.
They’d visited Shannon and Kelly’s graves together. Gibbs had opened up about some of his happier memories with his two girls while they’d been alive. Tony had felt like he knew Shannon and Kelly too. He missed them all.
What he wouldn’t give for Gibbs to still be alive. He still missed him. For a while it had really felt like they were a family the two of them and Shannon and Kelly watching over them. The only saving grace in his mind was how peacefully Gibbs went. He’d always expected Gibbs to go out in a firefight, but he’d actually passed away peacefully in his sleep.
Tony still missed him everyday. He set the flowers down on the shared gravesite between Shannon and Jethro blowing a kiss to all three of them. Eventually he’d join them, but it wasn’t his time yet.
