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Here is the third chapter!


Tony and Gibbs arrived the doctors a little while later. Tony looked around. There was a white waiting room with boring elevator music playing. The elevator at NCIS didn't even play elevator music. And it's an elevator! He sat down in one of the grey chairs, it was hard on is back. Gibbs sat down next to him. They said nothing to eachother. Tony looked through the magazines but they were all old. 1999! Where these people serious?

Finally after some time a nurse came into the room, "Anthony DiNozzo."

Tony stood up and as did Gibbs. The nurse looked at them both, "Are you both Anthony DiNozzo?"

"No," said Gibbs, "I'm his boss."

"And your coming in, Mr..."

"Special Agent Gibbs."

"Mr. Special Agent Gibbs."

"No Mr., just Special Agent Gibbs, and this is Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo."

The nurses eyes widened, "Oh my! Am I in trouble, what did I do! What did I do!"

"You didn't do anything," Tony almost screamed, "Now can we please go now?"

The nurse sniffled and led them to a room, "Dr. Thomson will be here shortly."

The nurse left and Tony sat down on the table crinkling the paper, "You see why I hate doctors, boss?"

Gibbs shrugged, but he had to agree with Tony this time. He wanted to shoot that nurse. The doctor than walked in.

"Hello, Mr. DiNozzo."

Tony sighed, he did not want to go through the name thing again so he didn't bother.

"Why are you and you uh.."

"Boss, Special Agent Gibbs."

"Thank you. And your boss, Special Agent Gibbs here."

"Well, doc, its not that big of a deal earlier today I sort of passed out."

"Okay well have you been drinking at all in the past couple of days?"

Tony decided to answer these questions truthful, Gibbs would know if he lied, "Yup."

"Have you been getting much sleep."

"Nope."

"Then I would simply suggest that you get at least eight hours of sleep each night and cut back on you drinking. There is really nothing more that I can do."

Tony turned his head and Gibbs and raised his eyebrows trying not to smile, "Thanks a lot doc, you were really helpfull, see you in...in whenever."

Tony walked out and Gibbs followed him, "DiNozzo!"

"Didn't I say that it was from those things and the doctor couldn't help with it?"

Gibbs knew he was right, "At least we know whats wrong now, okay. Head home now eat some dinner and get some sleep, it's already eight."

Gibbs dropped Tony off at his apartment and drove away. Tony walked to his apartment door and opened it with his key. He walked in and shut the door behind him. He walked over to the fridge and opened it up. He spotted a slice of pepperoni pizza. And got it out, he wasn't exactly sure when he got it but it was all he had, Tony started munching on it and turned the T.V on.

He flipped through the channels, there were no movies on except for Lord of the Rings. He turned the tv off for he was not in the mood for a three hour epic. He munched some more and suddenly dropped what was left of the slice of pizza.

Tony grabbed his head, it was in searing pain. He fell down to the floor and curled into a little ball. More pain shot through all of his body. He dug his face into a pillow and screamed. The pain was now building getting more and more unbearable. Tears were now flowing down Tony's face and the last thing he remembered was searing pain and the smell of peperoni pizza.

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Tony awoke the next day he felt like hell. He slowly turned his head and looked at the clock. It was eight he knew that Gibbs wanted him to get some rest so he wouldn't have to worry about any one pounding on his door. He slowly got himself up to the couch. He searched his mind for what had happened and he smelled something. Peperoni pizza. That's right he came home from the doctors yesterday and he started to eat some pizza. He looked around there was the tv remote. There was nothing good on T.V. He picked up a pillow to rest his head on it and he remembered what had happened. He passed out in pain.

Tony stood up and walked into the bathroom. Wow, he did look like how he felt. He splashed some water on his face and brushed his teeth to get rid of the horrid taste in his mouth. He then sat back down on the couch.

He felt different. All of a sudden he didn't feel like hell anymore he felt...powerful.


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