Author's Note: Here it is, Hurt!Tony part one. Hope you guys enjoy! Please review!

"Carl just purchased a few items at a gas station two blocks from here!"

Tony, who was the closest to the door, sprinted out of the room. Gibbs, Ziva, and McGee were right on his heels. They could see Carl just getting ready to get in his car.

Tony reached him first. He slammed him against the car. It wasn't until he felt the rim of a gun pointing into his chest that he fell completely still. As soon as it happened, Tony knew he had made a fatal mistake. Carl took advantage of Tony's hesitation and rammed Tony's head against the car.

Tony's head exploded with pain and he fought the urge to yell out in agony. He also felt the pop as his shoulder was torn out of place when Carl had spun him around. Gibbs, Ziva, and McGee were just getting there.

"Federal Agents! Drop your weapon!"

Carl released Tony, dropped his gun, and put his hands up in surrender. Ziva walked over and cuffed him.

Good work Tony...Tony?

They turned and saw Tony lying face down on the sidewalk, unconscious.

"Tony!"

Gibbs bent down and gently turned Tony face up. Something was definitely wrong with his shoulder, probably dislocated. Tony began to stir. He opened his eyes and looked at Gibbs.

"Hey boss. Did we get him?"

"Yeah. Thanks to you. Are you ok, DiNozzo?"

"Never felt better."

Its true, Tony thought. He might not be in the best shape physically, but he felt like the world was in his hands. He had stopped that bastard. Stopped him from setting off a bomb...from beating his only son, Alex.

"I still want you to go to the hospital and get that shoulder fixed. You should get that head checked too."

"Oh no. Not the hospital, you know I hate that place. I'll just get Ducky to check me out."

Gibbs wasn't convinced. Tony's eyes looked cloudy and unfocused. But he knew Tony wouldn't give in without putting up a fight.

"All right. But if Ducky says to go, you're going."

"Fine."

Tony stood up...or tried to. He was more like a baby, feebly attempting to walk. He got up halfway before he lost his balance and grabbed McGee for support. McGee wrapped his arm around Tony's good shoulder and helped him up.

"Are you sure you're all right Tony?"

"Why wouldn't I be McProbie?"

"Well, um...you can hardly stand."

Tony turned and looked at McGee. He slapped him on the head.

"I appreciate your concern Probie. But I insist that I am fine...you can let go of me now."

Tony managed to keep his balance this time and started walking back to the headquarters. Everyone else followed. When they arrived, Ziva escorted Carl to the interrogation room and Gibbs and McGee walked down to Ducky's lab with Tony.

Alex was sitting in a chair and Ducky was talking to him when they entered autopsy.

"Hey Duck. DiNozzo's got himself injured again."

"Anthony? What did he do now?"

"Come on Ducky, it's not like I'm always getting injured."

Everyone in the room turned to Tony and eyed him questioningly.

"Okay, so maybe I get myself into trouble sometimes, but this time it was for a good cause."

Alex got out of the chair and walked over to Tony.

"Did you catch my dad yet?"

"Yeah. We caught him Alex."

"Did he do this to you?"

"Uh...yeah. But part of it was my fault."

Alex looked at Tony with sorrow in his eyes. Meanwhile, Ducky was inspecting Tony's shoulder.

"Yes I believe you have dislocated your shoulder, Anthony. I'm going to have to push it back in place before more damage is done. I'm sorry, but it'll be quite painful."

"S'ok Duckman. Just do it and get it over with."

Ducky had Gibbs hold Tony's body in place and braced himself for pushing Tony's shoulder back into place. Ziva walked in just as Tony yelled out. It was done, his shoulder back where it belonged.

"Okay Anthony. Back in place. Now let me check your head."

He got out a flashlight and shined it into Tony's eyes. They didn't react as they should have.

"I'm afraid you do have a concussion Tony. Some rest along with some medication will help."

"Okay. Thanks Ducky."

They walked back up to the bullpen. Gibbs gathered the case file and headed towards the interrogation room. Tony and the others followed.

Gibbs entered the room and sat down opposite Carl Stevenson. He took a sip of his coffee and stared at the case file. He started flipping through it, still not saying anything. Finally he looked up at Carl.

"So Carl. We can do this the easy way or the hard way. You choose."

"Why am I here? I didn't do anything!"

"You assaulted a federal agent. And you are suspected of setting off a bomb on a naval ship in two days time. You want to explain?"

"I don't know what you're talking about and I want a lawyer!"

Gibbs got up and walked out of the room. He went and got Tony, Ziva, and McGee out of the other room.

"He's not going to be easy to break Gibbs. His facial expressions show that-"

"I know Ziva. We'll have to wait until tomorrow. He can't set of the bomb when he's here unless he's got an accomplice. That's our focus right now."

They walked back out to the bullpen and found Abby waiting for them. She ran over and hugged Tony.

"Tony! Why do you always have to get yourself into trouble? You had me worried!"

"I'm fine Abbs."

"I know you are. Ok, so I've got good news. The car that Carl was getting into...they brought it back here and I found the bomb Carl made. It was made out of everything we found at the Stevenson's house. The only problem is I checked it for his fingerprints and couldn't find any. So we're going to have to get him to admit to making it. But our ship is safe."

"Well, I guess we don't have to worry about time now. It's 10:00. Why don't you guys head home for now. And DiNozzo, make sure you get some rest. I still need you to be working here tomorrow."

"Got it boss."

They all packed their things and started to leave.

"Hey boss?"

"Yeah Tony?"

'Where is Alex staying for the night?"

"I had Ducky escort him to his grandmother's house. He'll stay there until we can make permanent plans for his future."

"All right. Night boss."