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Charter 2

Next thing I knew was incredible, sharp pain in all my body. I knew too well how it feels when you broke a bone so now I knew that I hade some broken ribs, my left arm and . . .and. . .
Shit!
Something was wrong with my legs!
I began coughing and then I lost consciousness.

Next time when I back to awareness I knew that something, somewhere, was ringing. I knew this melody. My phone! Carefully I began feeling ground around me, searching for this damn cell. I knew that it was close. I just needed to make a bit of effort to grab it. Everything hurt like hell. Dust was biting my lungs. I could feel every muscle in my body screaming in pure agony. I looked up.
Shit, I must fell about three floors down to the basement or something like that.
Eventually, after several painfully, hard and unsuccessful attempts I grabbed my phone and answered it.

"DiNozzo, where the hell are you? What happened? I'm coming with ambulance." It was Gibbs. I could sense that he's pissed, but not at me, but at himself for letting me go without any backup. Gee. . . Boss, I went alone so many times, so it wasn't his fault. But how on Earth he knew that I get hurt? Anthony DiNozzo! You're talking about your BOSS - GIBBS! He knows EVERYTHING! Well. . . almost everything, but he can always sense when something happens to you.
"Boss. . ." I gasped as sharp pain hit me violently.
"Talk to me, Tony! Stay with me, help is coming!" he said to me.
"I'm. . ." cough "in basement I think. . ." another cough, "I fell. . . I don't know. . . everything hurts, Boss. . ." Telling my boss that I'm in pain was very hard for me, but he needed to know that. After this many years I learned that it's better for me to not lie him about my health. And even if I didn't tell him he even then will know that I'm in pain because I moaned in pain, coughing and gasping for air.

"I know Tony, I know. Hold on," he said to me.
I wanted to cry. My body was broken and I knew that I was dying. My lungs weren't working good and I could feel blood in my mouth. I was scared.
"DiNozzo!" I think I zoned out for a while. Now I was hearing my boss yelling and demanding my answer. I blinked several times. My vision become blurred and I had problems concentrating.
"B-bo-ss" my voice was breaking and I started sobbing. Just then I could feel someone's hands on me.
"Shhhh. . . It's okay, I got you, Tony. Everything will be fine," he assured me and I trusted him like always.
***
The rest was really kind of blur for me. I remember riding to Bethesda. I remember Gibbs holding my good hand and whispering some words to keep me calm. I remember pain and Gibbs yelling at me, begging me to stay with him.

***
Then everything stopped. There was just dark and cold. And I was alone. And next was nothing.
I stopped feeling, hearing, pain disappeared. And then I could feel sharp pain, and next I know I was standing in front of my dead body. I could see doctors working to bring me back. I think I was laying on ER. I looked at window and saw Gibbs. He was pale like sheet and I saw tears escaping from his icy blue eyes.
"Come on, son," I heard him whisper and then something hit me on chest. One time, then another and then everything began to hurt again. I was again in my body, alive.

end of flashback

"Oh, shit," Jackob wrote. "Man, it's worse than my accident."
"Well. . . but I'm alive just like you," I answered. Maybe it'll help both of us. Even if I'm okay now, sometimes I doubt in myself, in everything that I was doing. So maybe it'll be some kind of therapy for both of us, me and Jackob?
"So what happened when you woke up? What about your family and friends? How did you react?" He wanted to know how I got through this and began to live again. I looked at door to my room and smiled when I saw sleepy eyes of my boss.

"You're not sleeping?" Ooops! He looked suspiciously at me. "It's 2.45 a.m, Tony."
"I know, I know but I'm working, well. . . I promise that I'll tell you later." I did my innocent face. He rubbed his eyes and climbed into bed next to me.
"Ye. . . You need to know everything and now." I rolled my eyes and told him about Jackob.
"You want hot cup of tea or chocolate?" he smiled and stand up.
"Chocolate. And if it's okay I want this delicious cookies that Jack does." He just waved his hand in doors and went downstairs to the kitchen.
"My boss is up," I wrote to Jackob.

"Tell me that you're not going to sleep? Please! Not yet. . . I. . ." he begged me.
"No, no, kid. He went to make some chocolate for us. He'll let us talk. But maybe it would be better if we both go sleep and we can talk in the morning?"
"I. . . I can't sleep. . . I'm little scared that I'll not woke up or. . . ya know..."
"It's okay, Jackob. Everything will get better."
"I want to believe in that, but I don't think that I can do this. I'm too weak. . ."
"No! You're NOT! You just need to believe that it'll be better and let your family in, even if you need to provoke them to yelling or crying or even hating you. You can make it through this. I know it's hard, I've been there so I know what I'm talking about." Just then Gibbs showed up with tray, two cups of hot chocolate and Jack's cookies.

"How's ya doing?" He sat at the bed. I grabbed one of cookies.
"Ya know that it's a long road for him, just as it was for me," I answered, biting my cookie.
"Mhm. . ." It was his answer as he drank his chocolate. "So where your story stopped?"
"I'm still unconscious."
"Hmm. . . You want to us to tell you what we said to you, when you were in coma?" Gibbs raised his eyebrow. I just did my stupid face of fish out of water.
"How do you know that I know?" I started babbling.
"Jackob is waiting, DiNozzo," it was his short answer, like always.
"Where are we? Ah. . . I'm still unconscious!"

flashback

Beep, beep, beep...
It was first thing I heard for long time. I didn't know where I was. I think maybe it was something between dream and awareness. It was dark and I was alone. But then I heard someone calling my name, over and over and over again.
"Junior, it's Dad." There, I could hear him but I couldn't see him. Everything was dark.
Where are you, Dad?
Dad?
"It's okay now, son. We take care of you."
I know that, Dad, but I can't find a way out!
"You know... after your mom died... I don't know... I lost everything. I always dreamed about perfect life with wife, son, in health and abundance. I was... You were just like her and that hurt most. We, DiNozzos... you know that we didn't have good relationship between us. As me and your grandpa. It was my mistake that I didn't let ya know how important you are for me, that I love you, son."
I wanted to woke up and tel him that I'm sorry to, that I didn't help him and that I love him too. But it was hard. I was feeling like something was holding me in this stupid abyss.
***
"Hey, Tony...um... it's me...Tim...your Probie..." Gee... I know that McScary! You need to know that he's no longer probationary agent. He's working as agent for about eight years now, but for me he always will be my little Probie.

"You need to woke up, Tony. It's sad at work and I... you know... I miss my older bro... there you go... Ye... I think about you like as the older brother that I never had. We... you know... we tease each other and fight but I'm glad that you always have my six. You're great agent and I learn so much from you. I became stronger thanks to you; and when I needed you always protected me from Gibbs anger. Please... come back, Tony. Abby is still crying, Ziva is sad, as is Ducky. Palmer... I think he's sad and a little lost. Your Dad is here and he's only left your side when one of us is sitting with you. Gibbs... gee... Tony, he's worse than with Ari's case or after Kate died. We're working only cold cases and I get bored... you know me... Even Jack came to DC when Gibbs told him."
***
I don't know how long it was silent and I was wandering in darkness, but then when I wanted just to give up I heard Abby. Yes, she was crying and yelling at me, cause I broke her Pinky Promise.
"Hey, Tonyboy. My poor baby. You need to wake up, sweetie. We miss you so much. I need my brother, my best friend. Everything will be okay, you will see. I..." Sob. Is it really Abby? Or someone switched her because she couldn't say a word after that.
I was so damn desperate to find the way out but still I wasn't successful.
***
"Anthony, my dear boy." Well... time for Ducky. Yes, his name is great. Well, his real name is Donald, but everyone calls him Ducky - well... his friends call him that. And for him I always will be Anthony.
"You need to be patient, my dear boy. Everything will be better with time. You need to know that we all miss you and we're here to support you, no matter what. Step by step, we will be with you, my lad, so don't worry about anything. You just concentrate on getting better. Well... I talked with your doctor and I know that you're doing pretty good and it's a matter of days when you'll wake up. You need to know that you like a grandson for me, Anthony."

end of flashback

"Gee... I felt odd, hearing them talking to me like this. I know that normally they would never, ever told me those things. I was really in very bad shape and that caused their honesty." I wrote to Jackob.
"I'm not surprised. I think that I would feel the same as you. But... yes... what Ziva and your Boss told you?"
I looked at Gibbs and smiled when I saw his curious facial expression.
"So... what I and Ziva told you then?" he asked. I took the last of the cookies.
"Maybe you tell him?" I spoke with full mouth.
"It's your story, Tony, not mine." Yes, it's my boss. You either love him or you hate him.