"Inconceivable"- Chapter 2

A/N: Wow! I am blown away by all the alerts, reviews, and everyone who added "Inconceivable" to their favorites! Thank you from the bottom of my "NCIS"- lovin' heart! Here's the next chapter, which means things are going to get, well, complicated for Tony. Enjoy!

~*NCIS*~

"Good afternoon, Anthony," Dr. Bridget Krause greeted the young NCIS agent as she entered his room. "Did you have a good night?"

Agent DiNozzo, not missing a beat, replied, "You tell me, Doc."

She smiled, and looked down at her charts. "Yes, well… all of the data looks normal, but…"

"But?" Tony repeated.

"I want to run some more tests on you," she told him. "However, I have to sedate you for them."

"I don't mind," he said. "Whatever you think will help me." He winked at her.

"Great," she replied. "I do need you to take this, first." She held up a small vial of clear liquid.

"What's that?" he wanted to know.

"It's called Avertol," Dr. Krause explained. "It's a medication that will aid the procedure about to be done."

"Okay," Tony said nervously.

"You just need to relax, and take this," she assured. "The procedure will only take a few minutes." She held the vial out toward him. The Senior Field Agent took it, and swallowed the contents.

"Ugh, it tastes pretty nasty," he muttered.

"Sorry about that," she said, making a note of it on her chart. "Next, I'm going to start an IV, to give you the sedative. After a few minutes, you should be out like a light."

"Sedate away, Dr. Krause," he told her with a smile, as she stuck the needle into his arm.

**Twenty Minutes Later**

Tony laid on the bed, motionless, eyes closed. Dr. Krause motioned for her husband, Dr. Avery, to come into the room.

"So far, so good?" he asked his wife.

"Yes," she replied. "But you don't have a lot time. You have it ready?"

He held up a syringe. "Right here."

"I swabbed alcohol on this spot," she said, indicating a spot on Tony's abdomen. "Ready?"

"Ready as I'll ever be," he said as he plunged the syringe into Tony's abdomen, and released its contents into his body. "International notoriety, here we come."

"Well," Bridget said with a chuckle, "In about nine months."

~*NCIS*~

Tony slowly opened his eyes, squinting at the bright sunlight coming into his window. He suddenly realized that he had been sedated the night before. "Was I really out that long?" he asked himself as he sat up in the bed.

Dr. Krause was sitting a chair directly across from him, smiling. "You were, Anthony."

"How'd I do during the procedure?" he asked.

"Very well," she answered. "You're a model patient."

"Can this model patient have some breakfast?" he wanted to know.

"Sure," she said, "But I need to get some blood and urine samples first."

He let out an exasperated sigh. "Come on, Doc. I haven't eaten since yesterday- that's a long time for a DiNozzo."

Wow, the pretty blonde doctor thought to herself, He sure is moody this morning. That's a very encouraging sign. "Samples first, Anthony," she ordered. "Then food." She stood up, and motioned for him to follow her.

"Fine," he muttered, sounding more like his boss than himself.

Later that evening, Dr. Krause attached the electrodes once more to track his sleep patterns. "This be exactly the same as your first night here," she explained, "Except you'll be taking the Avertol again."

"Awesome," Tony replied sarcastically.

"Actually, we added flavoring to make it easier to swallow," she informed him. "Tell me what you think."

Tony cautiously took the vial, and swallowed the contents. His eyes widened with surprise. "Lime flavor," he said with a grin. "I like it."

"Great," Dr. Krause replied, and made a note on his chart. "Have a good night, Anthony."

"I'll try."

It was nearly two in the morning when Dr. Avery joined his wife in the observation room, as she monitored Tony.

"I have the results of the little procedure we did," he said, removing his surgical cap.

Her gaze drifted up to his face. "And?"

He broke into a huge grin. "It was a success… Anthony's pregnant!"

She jumped up excitedly, and wrapped her husband in a tight hug. "Sweet!"

"We are off and running, Bridge," he exclaimed. "Now, we just have to make sure he doesn't do anything to screw this up."

"Leave it to me, Tate," she assured him.

~*NCIS*~

Tony stretched and groaned after he had changed into the set of work clothes he had brought with him. He heard a knock on his door. "Anthony?" Dr. Krause's voice called out.

"Come on in," he replied, zipping his overnight bag closed.

"Congratulations, Tony," she exclaimed. "Your sleep study is complete."

"Thank the Lord," he said. "I'll be glad to get back to work."

"I bet," she said. "There are a few things I need to inform you of, though, before we release you."

"I knew it couldn't be that easy," he remarked.

"I was able to diagnose you with a condition called Mild Delayed Sleep Phase Syndrome," she explained. "You're often up late in the evenings, and simply have trouble falling asleep. Fortunately, for you, the Avertol should help you out."

"Great," he replied.

"Unfortunately," she continued, "there are a few, uh, unpleasant side effects."

"Which are?"

"Nausea, slight headaches and fatigue, and mood swings," she told him as made a face. "But please, make sure you take it every night. And, try to take it easy at work.

"I will," he replied obediently.

"This is an eight- week supply," she said, handing him a black case, "and a reminder for a follow-up appointment at the end of that eight weeks."

"Got it, Doc," he said, as he exited the hospital room. "See you in eight weeks."