My Senior Problem.

Authors note:

So here is the sequel to 'My Probie Problem'. If you haven't read 'My Probie Problem' then I would recommend that you go back and read it as a lot happened in it.

I wrote this for all of you! You make this writing so much fun so I want to say THANK YOU!

I love Tony and Tim and would love them to be together.

I don't not own NCIS or any of the characters; I just like to make them do things in my stories for my own amusement.

There WILL BE GRAPHIC M~M SCENES LATER ON IN THE STORY SO IF YOU DON'T LIKE THAT KIND OF THING DONT READ.

Love you all.

Chapter 1

It's been two weeks since McGee was taken from me and held captive, which was a horrible time for me. I had no idea what I was going to do without him; I couldn't help but blame myself for what was happening to him, after all it was my father that took him away from me. When I found out he was involved I almost lost it, I barged into his office and held a gun to his head…If it wasn't for constantly telling myself that McGee needed me… I'd of shot him there and then. To be fair I probably should have done so but then I suppose I'd of never found out where Probie was.

After finally receiving a video call from the kidnapper; who forced McGee to use his excellent hacking skills to get an untraceable connection into NCIS, I went alone to get him back. I wasn't really surprised to discover that my father was behind it all the time, but McGee was a mess. Bruises all over his face, a cut on his head and dehydrated…it broke my heart to see him suffer like that. I was given only one option to save his life, inject myself with a mysterious liquid that would kill me. I didn't even have to think twice about it really, he needed me to live and I would have done anything for him.

So that's what happened, I died. Me! Anthony DiNozzo! Died! I can hardly remember what it is was like, I just remember a mumbling noise and then finally hearing Tim's words telling me he needed me. I think that was what brought me back.

Anyway let's move things to the present day shall we? It's been exactly one week today since I awoke in the hospital with McGee crying at my side. His little face lit up when he realised I was awake. Evidently I can't be killed easily.

So here I am still stuck in a hospital bed with my Probie forever at my side; bless him he's determined to not let me do anything. It's actually kind of cute that he's trying to look after me but there's only so much I can take. The doctors have told me that I can get light exercise due to my body still aching like hell. They still haven't been able to figure out what it was I injected myself with but it seems to have worked out its way out of my system.

I sit up on the bed and begin to elbow my cushions lightly trying to get myself comfy again. McGee jumps and moves quickly towards me but I've finally had enough.

"Stop! I can fluff my own cushions Tim." I snap at him.

He stops in his tracks and then slowly returns to his chair next to the bed.

"Sorry." He says quietly.

I let out a heavy sigh; I know he's only trying to look after me.

"No, I'm sorry Probie. You know I hate being stuck here with nothing to do. If I could just…"

"We've discussed this Tony." He cuts me off. "You're not doing any work at all; you're supposed to be resting up."

"Yeah I know that. But if we could at least go home then I wouldn't be as bored." I moan at him.

McGee gets up and sits himself down on the bed next to me; he reaches out his hand and strokes the side of my face softly.

"I want you home too. But we need you to be back at 100%." He replies softly.

We have a minute of silence after this just enjoying each other's company, when he gives a little jump.

"Oh I almost forgot, I've finally finished moving my stuff in to your place. I've just got to finish unpacking the last box." He smiles.

I can't help but beam a smile right back at him. Just after I woke up I realised that I didn't want to be apart from him, so I asked him to move in with me.

"Wow. You work fast you know that?"

He lets a small laugh escape his lips.

"Well when you have Abby and Ziva helping you out, you'd be surprised how quickly things can be done. Mind you I had to bribe them with free meals."

"I'm sure you did." I reply with a light chuckle which forces me to start coughing and my chest to start aching.

Probie reaches his hand around to my back as I lean forward so he can stroke it to help me through my coughing fit.

"You alright?" He asks wryly.

"Just fine." I reply breathlessly.

Just then the doctor walks into the room and greets us with a warm smile. He doesn't mind that McGee is sat on the bed holding me; in fact the doc himself is gay. We've had many conversations of a night when I can't sleep we talk about all sorts of different things; films, men, life, he's even told me how he's found life since he married his partner two months ago.

"So Dr. Ware, you got news on when I can't get out of here? It's just the missus here wants to get me home and into bed." I ask, laughing when Probie scowls at me.

Dr. Ware gives out a laugh himself which earns him a scowl from Probie making us both laugh that little bit more.

"That's actually why I'm here Tony. You can go home today, but you must take it easy for at least another week. That means no work, no major exercise, just light stuff."

I can't help but let out a massive breath of air and smile.

"Finally! How soon can I get out of here then doc?"

"As soon as you're changed and ready to go, which I assume is now. I'll go get your discharge papers. Just remember Tony, light exercise so lay off of the sex for a few days if you can control yourself…if not then make sure you take it easy. Ok?" he warns seriously with a hint of joking.

I give him a small salute.

"Understood. Loud and Clear." I reply. Although something tells me things will definitely be loud over the next few days once I get to bed with McGee.

Dr. Ware gives his head a small shake as he leaves the room to fetch my discharge papers. I begin to nudge McGee slightly to get off of the bed so I can get my fresh clothes that have been here for days; by my request of course.

"Ok Tony, I'm moving now. You really don't like being in the hospital do you?" He giggles a little.

"Nope, not the biggest fan of them. Plus I just want to get home, crawl into our bed, put on a terrible film and then not watch it." I reply confidently.

"Wow…Our bed. It's weird hearing that go from 'your' bed to 'our' bed."

I give him one final nudge as I make my way to the bath room to change.

"Well get used to it, because I want to christen 'our' bed when we get back." I whisper in his ear making him flush a bright pink.

"But the doctor said no sex." He replies thinking he's outsmarted me.

"No he said no sex or to take it easy." I correct him. "Now let's get home so we can take it easy." I wink at him.

I lean in and press my lips against his softly before finally grabbing my clean clothes, heading into the bathroom and finally changing out of the robes that show off my perfect ass to everyone. It was finally time for us to go to our home and be happy together…but I can't help but wonder to myself, Where and What happened to my father? No one seems to know anything yet and from the conversations I've overheard NCIS haven't been able to find my father anywhere.

I knew our story wasn't over yet. But if I had any idea what was to come maybe I wouldn't want to know the answers to my questions and we could just stayed happy in this moment.

Authors Note:

So here we go guys the sequel has finally kicked off. The boys are finally living together and sound like a regular couple all ready. What will happen in this one? Will Tony find out where his father is?

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