AN: This is my first fanfiction story EVER! As I am sick, it will take a while to upload my story, sorry guys. It's not a tumor in my brain though ;) This is slash, and it's sorta AU, so if you don't like, don't read.
Disclaimer: The usual stuuf, don't own'em, but if I did.. Grroarrrr...

A new life:

"Now, as you know, the operation went perfectly, but you'll have trouble remember things for a while, words might get jumbled, but all this will come back to you" the doctor

said. Gibbs thanked him and Tony was finally able to go home. The tumor in his brain was finally gone.

Slashback:

"I got a killer headache" Tony sighed and rubbed his temples.

"You've been having one continous headache for three days.. I'm getting Ducky to take an x ray" Gibbs said and kissed him.
"Sure" Tony sighed. Gibbs frowned. It wasn't like Tony not to protest a visit to a doctor, even Ducky, Tony usually protested and Gibbs usually had to drag him to a visit.

Next day:

Tony sat up and Gibbs sat next to him on the table. Ducky looked grim when he came out.
"Anthony.. I don't know how to tell you this.. you have a tumor.. fairly small in your brain" Ducky said.
"I.. have a tumor.." Tony said.

Present:

"You okay?" Gibbs asked as he carried his now too skinny, and weakened lover upstairs.
"Mhm.. I just want you to sleep next to me... all those times.. no.. days in the hoppital.. wait.. was that right?" Tony asked.
"No, it's hoSPital Tony" Gibbs smirked.
"Right, all those days in the hospital, sleeping...or not sleeping, in a single bed, not being able to have contact with you.." Tony sighed, "I never wanna do that again".
"Neither do I.. okay, come on, let go of my neck" Gibbs said. Tony did and Gibbs tucked him in.
"You comfertable?" Gibbs asked.
"No.. lye down next to me" Tony commanded. Gibbs did and Tony wrapped himself around him.
"NOW, I'm com..comf..whatever" Tony sighed. He was very annoyed with the way words kept slipping away from him.
"Comfertable?" Gibbs asked simply.
"Mhm, very" Tony smiled and kissed Gibbs's neck.

Gibbs woke up as Tony struggled his way out of bed.
"Hey! I told you to wake me up if you... you okay?" Gibbs asked.
"I just.. I forgot I was.. home" Tony panted.
"You came home last night, remember?" Gibbs asked.
"Yeah.. yeah I know, I just thought I was still in the hospital" Tony sighed. Gibbs helped him up and to the bathroom. Tony peed and they made their way back to the bedroom. Tony stopped.
"I don't remember that room.. what's in there?" Tony asked.
"It's Winnie's room" Gibbs reminded him.
"RIght.. Riiiiight" Tony said, and let himself be led back to bed. The lay down.
"Who's Winnie?" Tony asked.
"Our dog, Tony" Gibbs sighed.
"Oh.. I'm sleepy" Tony sighed and clung around Gibbs like a wet blanket. Gibbs smiled. It was good to have Tony back.

Slashback:

"Chemo SUCKS!" Tony shouted as he threw up again. Gibbs rubbed his back.
"I know babe.. just hang in there, and we'll get that thing out of your brain" Gibbs smirked.
"I don't want to do this anymore... I changed my mind! I don't want to do this anymore!" Tony said, and threw up again.
"Tony, you're in mid treatment, you can't just give up now" Gibbs sighed.
"Yeah? Why don't you go grab a bag of this shit and sit here next to me, then after a week you come tell me again what I can and can't do!" Tony growled.
"Tony.. think about it, you'll die" Gibbs said.
"I don't CARE!" Tony shouted and grabbed his head, "God it HURTS!" he shouted and let his tears fall. Gibbs rubbed his back.
"Get your hands OFF me.. I'm ugly now! I can't TAKE this anymore, it hurts, I'm sick all the time, and I can't kiss you!" Tony sighed. Gibbs continued to rub his back.
"Fine.. I'll continue the stupid treatment" Tony rolled his eyes and lay back.

Present:

"I don't feel so good" Tony murmured. Gibbs opened his eyes. Tony was sitting up on the edge of the bed, he had taken off his shirt, and Gibbs shuttered involuntarily as he saw all the bones i Tony's back.
"You sick?" Gibbs asked.
"Yeah.. I.. I threw up on the floor" Tony said hesitantly, "'m sorry Jet" Tony sighed.
"It's okay, I'll take care of it, you just lye back down again" Gibbs said.
"No.. no I want to go downstairs.. can we do that and watch a.. uhm.. a.. one of those...GOD I HATE THIS!" Tony screamed and held his hands over his face. Gibbs cringed. Of course Tony would be frustrated.
"Movie" he said.
"Thank you" Tony said after a while.
"And yeah, we can do that, you want to use the chairlift or you want me to carry you?" Gibbs asked. Tony sighed.
"I want to jump all the way down there and slide across the livingroomfloor in my socks..but I'll settle for you supporting me downstairs.. Jet.. i need to walk" Tony sighed, and looked at Gibbs.
"Sure.. I'll support you down, but if you start to wobble I'm swooping you off your feet" Gibbs said. He supported Tony down the stairs and onto the sofa. He placed the basin next to the sofa and shot Tony up with some painkillers even though Tony tried to lie his way out of it. Gibbs threw the comforter over him and later sat next to Tony after cleaning off the vomit from the bedroom floor. They had put on a James Bond movie and Tony was leaning heavily on Gibbs.
"I wish I could run like he can" Tony sighed, "and remember all those funny little things.. Where's.. whats-her-name.. Winnie?" Tony asked.
"She's with Abby while you're getting used to the house again, remember?" Gibbs asked. Tony saighed.
"No I DON'T remember.. I HATE this.. I wish the tumor was still there.. at least I would remember things better.. at least I wouldn't be totally unuseful.. GOD! It's not even the right WORD!" Tony shouted. He felt so frustrated. He was so tired and sick of being sick.

"Tony-"
"NO! Don't.. you just.. you don't KNOW.. it sucks! And even more now.. I'm so happy to be back here.. but I can't think straight, I can't remember things and I feel like crap all the stupid time" Tony sighed and leaned against Gibbs again, "just.. hold me, please?"

"Forever Tony.. forever" Gibbs said and kissed the top of Tony's head.