A/N: Here's the next chapter. I tried to make it longer than the last ones.

Disclaimer: As always, I don't own any characters and this story is just 4 fun, I don't make money with it.

Chapter 2

A WEEK LATER

It was obvious: Something was very wrong with Tony.

He had completely changed during the past week. With every passing day he had moved a bit more stiffly and slowly, than he had the day before.

Gibbs was starting to worry about his senior field agent. Since two days he only wore turtlenecks, even though the whole team knew that he hated those.

Gibbs had also noticed, Tony looked somehow very scared.

Today he was even wearing big dark sunglasses.

Like everyday in the past week Tony worked silently at his desk. He didn't even greet Ziva and McGee.

Gibbs watched his agent covertly, while he was typing something on his computer. Ziva and McGee shot their co-worker concerned glances as well.

Tony tried his best to ignore the worried looks of his colleagues.

In the afternoon Gibbs had enough. He got up from his chair and moved to stand in front of Tony's desk. The younger man looked up from his work when he noticed his boss standing in front of him.

"Is there something I can do for you, boss?" Tony asked his voice unnaturally tired. "Conference room. Now!" his boss answered and strode to the elevator.

Tony got up as fast as he could and followed his boss into the elevator.

Ziva and McGee looked at the closing elevator doors with shock. McGee tore his eyes from the silver doors and turned to Ziva. "He… he won't… fire him, will he, Ziva?"

The ex-Mossad-officer looked at him. "No McGee, I think Gibbs wants to know what's going on with Tony."

As soon as the elevator car started moving Gibbs pressed emergency stop button.

The senior agent squared his shoulders, before he turned around to find his friend slumped against the wall, with his arms wrapped protectively around his ribs.

"Are you alright, Tony?" Gibbs finally asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine. But I don't think that's why we're in here."

This comment earned him a glare from Gibbs. Tony tried not to flinch under that stare that seemed to look right through him.

Suddenly Gibbs reached out and grabbed Tony's sunglasses from his nose. Then Gibbs grabbed the younger man's jaw gently and turned Tony's head, so he could get a better look at the large bruise around Tony's right eye.

"Who did that?" The senior agent's voice was hard, but Tony just looked at his feet.

"Tony?"

Gibbs watched him carefully. Finally Tony whispered "That's none of your business."

Gibbs put a finger under Tony's chin and gently lifted his head, so the younger man was forces to look at his boss. And the look on his boss's face told Tony, that he wouldn't let go, until he knew everything.

Then Gibbs turned around, pressed first the emergency button and then the button for another floor.

They rod in silence until the elevator doors opened. Gibbs got out, but noticed that Tony didn't follow him.

"You want to stay in there all day?"

Tony gave him a confused look. "What do we want in Autopsie?"

Gibbs grabbed his wrist and pulled him out of the elevator. "You're going to see Ducky" he replied while he pushed the younger agent towards the automatic doors that led to Autopsie.

"What?! No… no, no, no! I'm not going to see Ducky because of a black eye!" Tony protested.

But his Boss had already entered the room and he had pulled Tony with him.

"Ducky?!" Gibbs looked around to find the ME sitting at his desk.

A/N: I hope you liked it- PLEASE, review!!!!!!! Special thanks to ILU Greg who has read through my story again