You may have heard David McCallum passed away yesterday. This fic has sat in my drafts for close to 2 years, and I wanted to bring it out today in honour of David McCallum.

Disclaimer - I own nothing except Megan.

Megan Gibbs sat at her desk doing some college homework when the door burst open. She turned around, startled, and saw the tears in her mother's eyes.

"Mom?" She asked. "What is it?"

"Ducky has pneumonia. He's in hospital."

Megan immediately got up, grabbed her stuff and she and Jenny went downstairs to where Gibbs was waiting.

"What?" She asked, catching the sorrowful expressions on her parents' faces.

They shared glances.

"What?" She repeated, her heart pounding.

"Ducky's doctor called. He's going to die soon," Gibbs told her gently.

"Where's Hannah?" Megan questioned, trying to blink the tears away.

"Yeona just picked her up," her Mom responded.

"When did you find out about Ducky?"

"About ten minutes ago. We didn't want to tell you until Yeona got her," Gibbs told his daughter. "Come on, let's go."

The three of them all got in the car and drove straight to Washington General Hospital. They all got out and went to the reception.

"We're here to see Donald Mallard," Megan puffed.

"Are you family?" The receptionist asked gently.

"Yes," the younger redhead replied.

"He's on the second floor."

"Thank you," Jenny told the receptionist before she, her husband and daughter all ran up the stairs to the second floor.

"We're here to see Donald Mallard," Megan repeated to the receptionist.

"Who are you?"

"I'm his next of kin," Jenny responded, "and this is my husband and daughter."

"Very well. He's in room 413," the woman told her.

"Thank you," Gibbs responded.

The three of them reached Ducky's room. He was lying there, staring up at the ceiling. Megan's heart ached for him. He was silent, and pale, and he looked so different from what she'd ever seen.

"Ducky?" She asked quietly, her voice cracking slightly.

"Megan," he stated with a smile. "You've come to see an old man one last time before he goes."

She stifled a sob as she sat down beside his bed and took his hand.

"Don't say that. You were never old to me. You've always been wise, and kind, and loving."

"That's very kind of you to say, my dear. Just hold on, you'll be alright."

"Will I?" She asked quietly, doubt in her mind.

"I'm usually right, aren't I?" He responded and she laughed.

"I suppose you are. You've done so much for me, and I can't repay you."

"Just be yourself, and love fiercely."

"I promise."

"Goodbye Megan," the Scotsman whispered and her heart broke a bit.

"You should never say goodbye Ducky," she half-laughed-half-sobbed, "because saying goodbye means going away, and going away means forgetting."

"I can't forget you, my darling" he replied.

She kissed his forehead as a tear rolled down her cheek.

"I won't either," she told him quietly, as she leaned her forehead against his. "Do you want me to sing while you go?"

"I'd like that. It means I can leave hearing that beautiful voice of yours."

Megan nodded, stifling a sob.

"I love you so much, sweetheart."

"I love you too," she whispered and then she began to sing, holding Ducky's hand in one of her own and gripping her duck necklace with the other.

"You are my sunshine

My only sunshine

You make me happy

When skies are grey

You'll never know dear

How much I love you

So please don't take my sunshine away

So please don't take my sunshine away."

Her voice cracked on the last syllable just as he squeezed her hand faintly one last time, and then he was gone. Megan leaned her head on her hand as she cried her heart out, still holding Ducky's hand in her own. Gibbs and Jenny made their way over to their daughter, bending down beside her and hugging her as she sobbed into them.

"You did so well, sweetheart," Jenny whispered.

"I can't believe he's gone," she cried.

"I know, Meg," Gibbs responded. "I know."

NCIS

Megan took a deep breath and then got up and went to the front of the hall, gripping her duck necklace and trying to breathe. She looked out at everyone on front of her, trying not to cry.

"Ducky was a sunshine. He was my sunshine. He lived to make others happy, and to give them peace. He did exactly that. He was a gentleman, through and through, and incredibly kind, whether it was holding a door open for someone or offering me or one of the team a cup of tea. And he was selfless. He was more selfless than anyone I've ever met, and he never gave up on cases or on people. He kept on going until he found the answer he was looking for, and he never stopped believing in the good in people, or their skills. He did so much for so many people, myself included, and nothing anyone can say or do will be ever able to repay him."

She turned to face Ducky's coffin and placed her hand on it.

"I love you, Duckman. So much," she whispered before she got off the stage and sat beside her Mom, leaning into her as the six pallbearers, Gibbs, Tony, McGee, Jimmy, Tom and Leon all got up and Til Kingdom Come by Coldplay began to play.

The six pallbearers carried the coffin out of the hall, with Jenny and Megan right behind them.

NCIS

Jenny, Gibbs and Megan all walked into their house and Megan took off her shoes and went up to her room, bursting into tears as soon as she shut her door. As she flopped down on her bed, her phone buzzed with an email. It was from Ducky. Her eyes narrowed as she opened it, her breathing shaky. She gasped as his kind smile lit up the screen, even though he was on a hospital bed.

"Hello, sweetheart. You didn't think I'd leave without giving you a message, did you? I know that when I die, it's going to be difficult for you, but you'll be okay. You're one of the strongest people I know, Megan. Just hold on, and ask for help if you need it. I know you find that hard, but talking will make it easier. I also know that it's going to be difficult finding a new person to confide in, but you can do it. You're capable of more than you know, my dear, and I love you. You are my sunshine. You always have been, and you always will be."

The video stopped and Megan sobbed into her hand as she tried to process what she had seen. Of course he'd known about how she'd feel about losing him the whole time. He knew her. She was his sunshine, just as he was hers.

From the bottom of my heart: thank you, David. Goodbye, Duckman. We love you.