I am really sorry for leaving you all on that cliffy, here's the next chapter, enjoy.
Chapter 4- Decisions
The only thing Tony was aware of when Ducky and Gibbs left the room was the silence of the room, he calmed further. Gibbs wasn't far away and no one knew he was here; hopefully they couldn't get him now.
Exhaustion dragged him under, until he was rudely awakened not a minute after he had settled by the sliding of the window. Knowing they were back and that he had been found or maybe even Gibbs had told, he tried to leap out of bed, stumbling, he couldn't stop his descent to the ground and grunted in pain as he hit the solid floor.
Tony pushed him self off of the floor only to find himself being kicked down again, biting back a cry of pain he grabbed the legs of the dark clad figure and pulled, the man landed with a thump on the ground next to him. Panting heavily, Tony tried to move away from the guy, but didn't have the energy to move far. Where was Gibbs?
The door slammed open, speak of the devil, and Tony heard the words he'd been waiting for. The hope that he was finally going to get out of this quickly evaporated as he felt arms on him, then around his neck, cutting him off from much needed oxygen.
Gibbs was a blur in front of him, he struggled, not wanting Gibbs to see him look weak; but the arms tightened and the dark spots increased, creating a tunnel like vision of his boss aiming a gun at the guy that had him. Or was it at Tony himself? Had he made the mistake or coming to Gibbs? He didn't know and couldn't hear anything over the rush of blood in his ears, the world fell away as the shot rung out, and Tony became aware of the blessed darkness engulfing him.
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The first thing that Ducky thought as he heard the scene unfold was that he hoped neither Jethro nor Anthony had been shot. Then, looking around the door frame when the silence had gone on for longer than he could stand; he saw a sight that he'd hoped would never happen within his lifetime.
Across on the other side of the room was two figures laying perfectly still on the ground, one could have only been Anthony, and for a moment Ducky sighed heavily and prayed to god that he wouldn't have to autopsy one of their own again. Especially Tony, he knew that Gibbs would only blame himself if the boy were to die and if it were by some mistake of his own hand they he feared that his friend would barely be able to function after killing the closest thing he had to a son.
The one thing that worried him more than this was the fact that Gibbs was standing stock still at the door, almost blocking entry into the room, not moving, as if in a trance. Ducky noted that his eyes were wide as if in shock.
"Jethro?" immediately Gibbs snapped out of whatever spell had been upon him, Ducky relaxed a little and they both moved over to where Tony lay; who still hadn't made a sound nor moved. Through the way the two had fallen covered any kind of movement that Tony would have been able to make in his condition. Which had been bad to start with.
Dragging the dark clad man away, and smearing blood across the floor, Gibbs shouted to get Tony's attention.
"Hey! DiNozzo! Time to get up!" Ducky noted a trace of desperation in the order but didn't call his friend on it. Now was not the time. After getting no response from his agent, Gibbs looked up at Ducky almost as if asking Ducky to find out the outcome to this little altercation.
Doing as asked, the doctor placed two fingers against Tony's neck and felt nothing to start with, both men held their breath, hoping for something. Then as if by some miracle a faint beat was felt beneath the doctors' fingers and he sighed in relief.
"He's alive Jethro, but very weak, I'd prefer he be taken to hospital now." The doctor was firm but Gibbs was having none of it. He couldn't risk them leaving the house if people were watching.
"We can't risk it Duck. There might be people watching everything we do."
"Would you prefer he die then?" the doctor question, knowing it was a harsh blow to his friend but he'd needed it to be so.
"Fine." Gibbs snapped back. "Let's get him up and into the car." Ducky nodded and helped Gibbs get Tony up.
On the way to the hospital, with Gibbs driving as fast as he could possible go while still looking out for another vehicle that may have been following them; Ducky looked over his patient. Not finding a bullet wound he smiled a little at his friend's aim but frown when he noticed the bruising already appearing around Tony's neck.
"Duck, let Abby know what going on and ask her to tell the team but only if she trusts them." Gibbs' voice was unwavering, he was hoping to keep the director out of the loop, and Ducky knew it, but the rest of the team?
"Do you believe that someone on the team could have something to do with it?" Ducky questioned.
"I hope not, but at this point," Gibbs looked over to the mirror looking upon Tony then continued, "we can't risk it."
Gibbs would arrange for some security when at the hospital for his agent, though he wondered whether it would be enough to stop who ever it was after Tony. They also needed to gather evidence against the Director but couldn't do that without Tony's co-operation.
At the hospital, both Ducky and Tony were taken behind the doors where Tony would be looked over. Gibbs having been stopped waited in the waiting room, pacing a looking out for the team, or just Abby to appear. He honestly didn't think that this sort of thing could have all gone to hell like it had.
After an hour or so and still no news on Tony, the door burst open and in stopped Abby, with McGee and Ziva trailing behind her. Gibbs smiled for the first time since Tony had landed on his doorstep. At least he could still trust his whole team.
Surprisingly Abby's face was dry and considering the situation that was strange, before Gibbs got a chance to answer though he was punched in the arm.
"Abby! What was that for?" he asked surprised.
"For not telling me that Tony had gone to your house in the first place," She paused a little, tears welling in her eyes now, as if she'd needed to get the anger out before the tears could come, "and for not seeing or caring about what was happening with Tony."
Gibbs anger flared up with the 'not caring' comment but he repressed it, seeing as it had seemed he hadn't care a wit when he'd come back. Though it didn't mean he didn't care now and Abby also knew this and suddenly engulfed Gibbs in an Abby hug.
"What do we do Gibbs?" Abby almost pleaded. "I mean, she's the Director of NCIS!"
And that was the problem, what could they do if Tony wouldn't talk to them?
TBC
Sorry again about the huge wait, I'm slowly getting chapters complete after having them half complete, bear with me.