Tim did as Gibbs had requested; eventually. First; he wanted; needed to let Tony know he was okay, His teammate had been scared to death and basically had to kiss him; so he deserved to know.

"DiNozzo," Tony snapped into his ringing phone as he answered it; still angry and keyed up with the events of the day. They'd damn near lost Probie today and Tony was willing to bet his next paycheck that it had to do with the crazy Isreali chick's suicidal driving. She'd scared Tim to death; pretty damn literally.

"Tony." McGee's quiet voice was music to the Senior Field Agent's ears.

"PROBIE! You all right, man?"

"Yeah, Tony; I'm fine; thanks to you. You saved my life. Thank you." Tim said with absolute gratitude radiating through the phone.

"Don't sweat it, man; you'd do the same for me. Where are you?"

"They're making me stay over night for observation. I tried to talk Gibbs out of it, but..."

"No way, man. They want to observe you after a scare like that; there's no way in hell; Bossman's gonna take any shortcuts on this one."

"Tony, did you tell Abby?"

"Yeah, Probie, she took it hard; but she's okay now that she knows we got you back."

"Can I talk to her?"

"Yeah, Hang on."

"Thanks. Is Gibbs back there yet?"

"No, I'm sure he will be soon."

"Yeah. I don't want to get you guys in trouble but I wanted to thank you and let you and Abby know I'm okay. I gotta call Ducky, too."

Tony put the phone on speaker as he entered Abby's lab; so she could hear the whole conversation.

"Okay, Probie; I'm in the lab; and I'm gonna hand you over to Abby. You make sure you don't have a repeat incident, you got me?"

"Yeah, Tony. I promise, I won't.

"Oh, and hey; we gotta talk about what actually happened, Probie." Tony reminded him.

"No, Tony; we don't." Tim's voice had changed; taken on a scared but determined quality.

Tony and Abby exchanged concerned looks before Tony answered Tim.

"Okay, Probie. Don't worry bout it. Here's Abby. I'll see you later." Tony stepped back and waited; silently letting Abby see that he was concerned enough about his teammate to want to hear a little more out of him.

"Timmy! You okay?" Abby asked cautiously.

"Yeah, Abby; I'm fine. They wanna keep me overnight for observation and I couldn't talk Gibbs out of agreeing with them."

"Course not, Timmy; you just came back from the jaws of death! There's no way Gibbs would let you shake that off that easy. You just get some rest; so you'll be ready to come back when they let you out, okay?"

"Yeah, Abbs. I will. You okay?"

"I'm fine; now that we have you back. Now get some extra rest. Give that heart of yours a break. It's had a rough day." Abby instructed him.

"Soon as I talk to Ducky." Tim promised.

"I'll come by and see you after work." Abby promised; "I'll know if you've been resting." she warned.

"I promise, Abbs. I'll rest soon." Tim's voice was growing weary.

As she ended the call and handed the phone back to Tony; they exchanged worried looks.

"What's wrong with him, Tony? He says he's fine; but he sounds anything but!"

"I don't know, Abbs. I..." Tony started to answer.

"He's worried about being replaced because he's not here; thinks we consider him weak, now." Gibbs said from the doorway; where he'd been standing; listening to the conversation. His concern for his youngest field agent was building. Somehow; Gibbs knew it boiled down to what he'd said about Ziva trying to kill him. He needed the incident reports asap. Even with the current case needing to be solved.

"You told him he didnt have to worry, right?" Abby demanded.

"Tony, you fill out your incident report from this, yet?" Gibbs asked after giving her his patented 'Ya think?' look.

"No, Boss; we were working on the case; like you requested." Tony answered; regret in his voice.

"Okay. go take care of your incident report. Tell Ziva to get hers done too. I want every single detail; every spoken word; nothing left out!"

"Boss?"

"Abby, call McGee back and ask him to find enough energy to write out an incident report of his own. while it's still fresh on his mind. Tell him I said no detail is too small." Gibbs directed as he turned and left the lab; headed for Autopsy.

"Hey, Duck." Gibbs greeted as he reached Autopsy.

"Jethro, Timothy just called to tell me he was fine. Apparently he's very unhappy at not being released to come back to work. Who is with him?" Ducky asked.

"Duck; we've got a case to investigate; and I would rather be able to give him an extra day to recouperate because we've solved the case than coddle him now and have a lot of case work for him to have to come back to." Gibbs explained. "Besides, we've got another problem to deal with. when he does get back here."

"Oh?"

"The incident reports. What really happened. Why it happened. McGee said something about Ziva trying to kill them. It's a pretty safe bet, he was referring to her driving. Which means the whole; him passing out and damn near dying on us; was probably induced by being scared to death. Unfortunately; it became a little too literall for my liking."

"I agree, Jethro. Of course! You remember Timothy was in a dreadful car accident on his 16th birthday."

"Well, yeah, Duck. He told Tony he'd wrecked his Camero; wound up in traction; and couldn't remember the events that happened that day." Gibbs reminded the M.E. "Took him ten years to find the nerve to get behind the wheel of a car again."

"Somehow, Ziva's driving must have triggered something; deep seated panic maybe; from that day. Possibly, whatever mechanism his brain had locked those memories away in; was jarred open by this afternoon's excursion."

"Wasn't exactly an excursion, Ducky; the kid was just tryin to get back to his job." Gibbs answered dryly with enough anger coloring it; the M.E. knew the whole situation had Jethro extremely angry. Not that Ducky could blame him. The sight of Timothy lying there lifeless had scared him something awful, too. Losing Caitlyn and Pacci had been dreadful and painful enough. This M.E. did not want to have to lose another agent.

"All right, Duck; we can talk to him about it when he comes back. For now, whatta ya got for me on this case?" Gibbs changed the subject; anxious to have this case solved.