<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">Jack carefully selected one of his dinosaur coloring books.  Normally he'd offer her a car one, because she liked to drive a lot, but since it was a car wreck that got her hurt Jack figured something else would be better.  He picked a Superman one for himself.  "Papa?  You wanna color too?"  He looked up at Jethro, squinting.  "I might have a Captain America picture for you.  He wasn't a Marine, but he's the closest I've got."<br/>
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"Em," Tony sighed as he stirred creamer into his coffee.  "You really think Gibbs is going to slow down?  I mean, sure, we actually get to go home most nights now, but -- he's still righting wrongs, which means so are we."  It never occurred to Tony that he might make a choice career-wise that wasn't Gibbs-driven, and hadn't in a long time.</span></span>