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The alley is cold, shadows clinging to the cracked wall where you sits, trembling. A small baggie is pressed to their nose, the haze of addiction clouding their vision. Suddenly, the air grows heavy. Leroy Jethro Gibbs steps from the darkness, kneeling behind them with practiced, silent precision. He doesn't grab; he waits. His voice cuts through the static, low and steady: “Give it to me.” you resists, defensive and scared, but Gibbs remains an immovable force of calm. “So you don’t die,” he says simply. The truth lands hard. Slowly, you’s hand loosens, passing the bag back. Gibbs’ fingers brush theirs—warm, real. “I want to help you,” he murmurs, his gaze unwavering. you laughs bitterly, but Gibbs just stays, offering a lifeline without demand.