Tony watched as his Guide slammed through the emergency doors. The EMT reported the facts, "Emerged Alpha Guide online due to trauma. His Alpha Sentinel elect saved him and a near feral episode. Safe due to protecting the young one."

Tony was going to rip the guy's hand off and show him how safe he was. This was wasting time they didn't have. The doctor seemed determined to test his patience and his control.

"Then he can't be here." Wow, so doctor smart but Sentinel stupid. It was not a good combination.

Orso roared and got into the doctor's face. "I think you have no choice. You will heal my Guide or get the fuck out of my face."

The doctor spluttered but Tony took control of the situation. He was the Alpha Sentinel and knew as soon as he bonded this would be his territory. "You have no say in the matter. I am not a caveman and will not bond until we can both enjoy the occasion. You have no say in the matter. Now get the fuck out of my face and find someone who can do their job."

A new doctor arrived, "That would be me. I am Doctor Grey."

Tony nodded, "Save him."

Meredith Grey was not a fool. She gave an honest answer. "I have touch empathy and am a trauma attending surgeon. If anyone can I will."

Tony was calming with the simple professionalism on display. He still held Jack's hand and wouldn't let go until the whole family was safe. "I will be good and stay here. If that stupid bastard comes anywhere near me ... I will not be responsible for my actions."

Jack grinned showing his teeth, "And you should have seen what he did to the bad guy who hurt my daddy."

Tony patted Jack's head. The tone was pure viciousness that you would expect from a Sentinel rather than a Guide. It was okay though as Tony would protect Jack and Aaron with every fibre of his being. Tony let the younger Guide lead him to the plastic chairs. They sucked but the young Guide kept speaking to him. The sneaky shit already had a lock down on his Guide's voice. He was using it calm Tony.

He wanted to be in the room with Aaron, his Guide.

He couldn't as there was no way he would let little Jack see his Dad in that state. It wasn't right and would cause the baby Guide to suffer. Little Jack had relaxed enough to let go of his Hawk. Orso was still stuck to him like glue.

He gave Tony an exasperated look, "Is he always like this?"

Tony smirked and ruffled Orso's head. "Always. He gives the best hugs when you're sad."

Jack shook his head, "Nope, Daddies are the best."

Tony smiled loving the absolute faith and surety in the young boy's voice. It was clear Jack thought Aaron hung the moon. It was how it should be and way better than how he had grown up. "You may be right kiddo but Daddy is going to be sore for awhile so maybe Orso can help?"

"Okay. I can allow that as he is cool," Jack confessed.

Tony grinned, liking the kid more and more. Orso usually invoked responses of fear. He was a good bear; quick to protect but it had caused consequences. Tony didn't give a fuck; you should never poke a bear. He thought everyone knew that fact. If they didn't they were going to learn.

Just like the doctor at the start of this day.

Vance called Gibbs to his office. This was not going to be pretty and at least his office had sound proofing. He should keep the semblance that he had control.

Sure enough, his best agent walked through the door with feigned nonchalance. "How can I help you today?"

"What do you know about DiNozzo's Sentinel status?"

Gibbs didn't understand the question. "The Clusterfuck with Jen' pushed him online. He is on medical leave to adjust to his senses ... It's in his files."

Gibbs had not done right by Tony in recent years. He never said sorry as it was one of the rules he lived by. For Tony, he'd made an exception. The apology hadn't been a magic fix; there was work needed to fix their relationship. Tony had promised him they could as he was the father he never had.

It was why Gibbs' was furious with the order's issued by Vance. It was cruel and unusual punishment and Tony had done nothing wrong. He'd been so sure of it; he was calling in his favours on the Hill. He'd stopped trying with Leon as it was like talking to a brick wall on a good day.

Vance huffed as Gibbs should have told him the pertinent facts. He wouldn't have made the orders if he'd known. Although, he didn't understand how DiNozzo's character could match that of a Sentinel. , "Yesterday, AD Fornell informed me that DiNozzo was transferring."

Vance winced. The same file still sitting on his desk collecting dust. He'd assumed the leave was mandatory psychological leave. He'd never bothered to check it as a result. He had no use for relic cops of the past.

Gibbs was standing to attention. Vance was a seasoned Agent himself but he was glad of the desk separating him and Gibbs.

"Why? Did he tell you to stick it rather than stay on a damn boat? It was a waste of his talents just like I told you." Gibbs growled, not caring that he was speaking to his boss.

There was nothing worse than hearing I told you so. It was especially true when they were right.

Vance shrugged. "I got the report this morning. DiNozzo's Guide is, or will be SSA Unit Chief Aaron Hotchner of the BAU. He came online yesterday due to an attack by the Reaper. His Sentinel came to his aid."

Gibbs frowned, "He is dead. I know the morning reports ran with it."

Vance shuddered, remembering the reports. It was one of the first things to make him reevaluate his thoughts about DiNozzo. A happy go lucky clown does not stab a knife through a killer's hand.

"You're right it was Tony's work."

Gibbs huffed, "There was no way it wasn't a justified shooting!"

Vance wanted to chuckle. "Relax, there will not be an IA inquiry. There is no agency stupid enough to contest the right of a Sentinel to protect his Guide. Anyway ... he used a Marine Knife."

Gibbs smirked, his training was good for something. Whilst he was glad for the update he wasn't sure why Vance had called him yet. He hated when people didn't just get straight to the point. "As fascinating as this is. I fail to see why am I here."

"We need to get Tony back to the NCIS!"

Vance may not like it but he knew when he was over-ruled. He did not expect the reaction he got.

Gibbs, the second B is for bastard snorted. The snort gave way to a chuckle. "Are you serious?"

Vance wasn't amused, "Deadly serious."

He was too. He wanted to keep the job for more than the mandatory period of a year.

Gibbs' response was far from reassuring. "You're dreaming if you think I will help you. The boy is happy with his Guide and should have more respect than he is going to get here. Why on Earth would I try and change it?"

Huh. So that was that. Vance had one last dice to roll. It was the move of a desperate man and would be recognised as one. "Do you include yourself in that assessment? All commented on his loyalty to you."

Gibbs smirked, "I do Leon. The only difference is I pulled my head from my ass. I will find your damn mole and then I am retiring." And because he was a bastard. "Oh, I might see if the FBI want a firearm instructor."

Gibbs walked out, heading straight to the SGC centre. His son in all but blood was in quite the situation. He would make sure Tony is okay before dealing with the Jackals.

Five hours later, and Meredith Grey was pulling her surgical cap off. The surgery was over and she could give the good news to the Sentinel.

"Sentinel DiNozzo?"

Tony stood and showing his strength he picked the boy up too, in one fluid motion. "Yes. Tell me the news."

Meredith smiled, "You're Guide will be sore and beat up for the next six weeks but will be okay."

Tony's smile was a knock-out. The Sentinel was pretty but this was better as it was genuine. "You are the best doc and I know Brad Pitt."

Meredith loved this part of the job. She said goodbye knowing the Sentinel's focus was his Guide. She always liked the happy endings.

Tony walked into the sterile white room. It served two purposes. One, it buffered empathic noise for Guides. The second purpose being it stopped the assault on a Sentinels' senses.

Tony settled in the chair. Jack was curling into his side. Children were not usually keen on Tony but Jack had taken to him straight away. They were safe here and the little zoo guarding the door let all the occupants relax.

Tony knew the kid would need to deal with the trauma. He was at best repressing what happened to his mom. Tony would do the best to help; he would get Ducky on the case too.

There was a newcomer coming down the corridor. The room did a good job but it didn't cover a six sense Sentinel. "Boss."

Gibbs was calm and been around long enough not to freak over the surprising scene. He wasn't sure he would ever see Tony with a kid in his lap. It was not because he doubted Tony would make an excellent father. It was just he was aware of Tony's preferences making that a difficult prospect. "I hear you've had a few fun day's."

Tony smirked, "I got crap orders. Then a pi... poor excuse of a bad guy went after my Guide."

Gibbs wanted to snort at the way he was already checking what he said in front of the kid.

Tony had a rueful smile. "Killed said, bad guy. Came here, Doctor wanted to keep me from my Guide. Stopped that right in its tracks. I channelled you, Boss. Now I am sitting here waiting for Aaron to wake up and getting to know this awesome little guy whilst we wait."

Jack grinned but he was shy. Gibbs understood it; he had that effect on adults, let alone children.

Tony was polite enough to ask, "How was your day?"

Gibbs did smirk as he sipped the coffee. The attendant had pitched a fit before he came in. He'd been told coffee was too strong a smell for a fragile Sentinel. Gibbs response had been to laugh in his face. There was nothing fragile about Tony. He'd killed the Reaper Killer and then kept it together whilst his Guide got help. As for the coffee, it was ridiculous as Tony associated Gibb's with the scent.

"Well, I got to work to find out you'd killed the Reaper. You'd told Vance to f ... get lost. You let Fornell have the honor of doing it. You'd found your Guide. And, created ripples through the agency with what they see as a defection to the FBI."

Tony snorted, "Oh yeah, I joined the Dark-side. It was Fornell's stipulation for dealing with the clean-up. It won't be fun. What did Vance say?"

Gibbs shrugged, "Told me to get you back. I told him I was happy for you and I had no intention of ruining it for you."

Tony smiled radiant at the verbal support. "I will be as soon as he opens his eyes."

Gibbs remembered being that infatuated. It would grow too and that was all he could ask. "There are some of his colleagues outside."

Tony sighed and looked pensive. He trusted Gibbs with his life and that was why he was next of kin. Jack was his to protect but he couldn't let anyone else close. He couldn't. He wanted to but it was impossible, not with Aaron unconscious.

"Can you update them? I can't until he wakes and let me know they are safe."

Gibbs' touched his shoulder. "I got this Tony."

Gibbs would tell him the rest of the conversation when he could concentrate.

Hotchner felt a massive tug pulling him back to reality. He could hear Jack and another voice. It was the best sound in the world. He needed to hear more of that chocolate voice. He pushed through the pain. The pain was a good sign as it meant he was still alive.

He wanted to find the source of the voice. His eyes fluttered open with a groan, he'd not adjusted to the sudden light. He was rewarded for his patience. He got to see his Sentinel and damn, he must have been so good in a former life.

"Sentinel."

His Sentinel smiled at him and Hotch knew he would be helpless to resist anything asked of him with that smile. "My Guide."