The ride home with Abby was quiet, he just wanted to sleep and that is what he did, all the way to his townhouse.

Abby pulled up to the new address he had given her, he had moved during the summer, just in case he was being watched, he needed a safer placed to reside.

She pulled up to the gate and pressed the keypad numbers Tony had given her before they had left the hospital. The place looked awesome, it was definitely for the rich and well to do.

She looked over at her friend who was sound asleep and as much as she hated to awaken him she tapped his shoulder, " Tony, you're home. Time to wake up."

He opened his eyes and looked around, he was way too happy to see his home. He reached into his pants pocket and pulled out his key as Abby was retrieving his bag out of the trunk.

"Wow, Tony you must of gotten a second job to live here." she was looking around at the view of the lake, tennis courts and a basketball gymnasium across from the large field that was probably used for either baseball or soccer, it was a sportsman's dream. It was actually a perfect Tony DiNozzo place to live.

Tony smiled, his secret inheritance from Uncle Clive would continue to be his secret only, " I work a lot of overtime, it pays to stay with Gibbs those long grueling hours and you have to remember working two assignments always brings in a little extra money, not a lot of sleep, but definitely some extra cash."

The last statement was filled with a little sarcasm, but right now he wasn't feeling the love for Jarvis or Vance.

Abby rushed around the car to stand by Tony, just in case he needed her but he seemed to be doing fine in the movement department so far, but he did look exhausted.

He walked up to the stoop and bent down to retrieve his newspaper and a wave of dizziness almost dropped him on his ass, but Abby saved him from doing a header into the cement.

"Tony... be careful. You have to remember that you just got out of the hospital, so no acrobatics today please." She gave him a small smile and held onto his waist to give him some support.

"Sorry Abs, guess I'm a little bit dehydrated. I didn't want to drink and vomit, they would've set me up a permanent residence there if I had."

"Indeed, they would have Tony." Abby took the keys out of Tony's hand that still had tremors. She was concerned but would file it away for a later time to ask that question, sure it was a symptom of the brain tumor. Right now it was one symptom at a time.

She placed the key into the lock and turned, the door opened and Abby was stunned at what she saw in the room. The room was decorated in almost a James Bond fashion and it was immaculate, the decor was perfect for her friend. It was just so very Tony.

" Okay Tony, come clean. The rich uncle did leave you his fortune. You lied to us, me." Abby accused as she stood at the door amazed.

Tony didn't answer but instead he waved Abby into the foyer then closed the door and that is when he noted his alarm wasn't set, Cici had to be around, his housekeeper, and Aunt extraordinaire.

"Cici!" he called out as he made his way towards the living room area, "You here?"

"Oh my, is that you Anthony?" a short statured, tanned woman in her late fifties, with peppered gray hair pulled back into a bun, and a smile that could light up a room entered into the e hallway. She hurriedly grabbed Tony into a hug then just as quick pushed him back , still holding tight onto each of his arms and examining him closely with a look of concern. " Anthony cosati è molto male. " Cici spoke in rapid Italian, her hands now on Tony's face, checking for fever and checking out the abrasion to his forehead.

He reached up and took her hand away from his fevered skin and gave it a gentle squeeze, "Sto bene Cici, sto bene. Te lo prometto. Allora, cosa c'è per cena?" He wanted to assure his beloved Aunt that he was fine.

"Ahhh, person who speaks English here." Abby interrupted.

"Cici, this is Abby." he turned to introduce his friend, co-worker.

"Ohhh, this is the beautiful scientist you are always talking about. So good to meet you Abby." she walked over and took the pigged tailed goth into her arms and gave her a firm Italian squeeze.

"Good to meet you too Miss Cici." she smiled and gave the woman a hug in return.

" Anthony. Where are my manners? You two must be starved. I'll fix you something to eat." she pointed towards the living room. " Anthony, show our guest the living room. I will call you in a few minutes, this is so exciting to have you home again, But don't even think I didn't noticed that lump on your head, You will be going to bed right after lunch." Cici meant business, Anthony had a way of getting into trouble and she continued talking as she entered the kitchen.

"Bet she's a hand full." Abby teased, as she started walking around the large living room area.

" Bet she says the same thing about me." He smiled as he walked over to the leather couch and took a seat, but Abby continued to look at the pieces of art and antiquities that must have belonged in the Paddington family for a long time.

" Tony, you have so been holding out on us. This place is magnificent. She was now checking out the marble chess set that sat on the cherry coffee table.

"Abby, this is exactly why I don't let people into my private world. It really isn't me in so many ways. I am way more simple, common. "

Abby walked over to where Tony had slid into a lying position on the couch. He looked exhausted and she wished that she was able to get Gibbs by her friend's side, he always seemed to be able to ensure that Tony took care of himself, well, most of the time at least.

"Hey, you want to go to bed? I'll tell Cici that you took some pain medication and that you are too tired to eat." she wanted to comfort Tony, protect him.

Tony opened his eyes and wiggled his eyebrows. "Too tired Abby but try me again later." he teased, a part of his true self shining through his pain.

"DiNozzo, really?"n Abby punched his arm.

" Owww, I was just teasing Abs. That actually sounds great though. Could you assist me to the bedroom?" looked up over his friend who was already by his side ready to assist. He gave her hand a squeeze as helped him to his feet and guided him into his bedroom, the decor a mixture of James Bond and Cagney.

"This place just gets better and better." she mostly spoke it to herself as she assisted Tony to his bed . Abby then pulled back his comforter and helped Tony into his pajamas, well, actually a t-shirt and a pair of sweat pants.

"Hey Abby." Tony's voice was a low whisper.

" Yeah Tony, can I get you anything else?" she asked as she pulled the comforter up against his warm skin.

" Our secret." He wanted to keep his place and his wealth their secret, he didn't want people to think anything different regarding his lifestyle.

"No problem, but I might make more of a habit coming over and watching old movies in that theater of yours." she bent down and gave him a kiss to his forehead, which was very warm, and inwardly she wondered if she had done the wrong thing bringing Tony to a place where only she was allowed to visit.

Cici was standing at the bedroom door looking inside, she was worried about her nephew, and wondered if he would be able to overcome the same type of tumor that had killed his mother. She would have to be vigilant regarding his health and maybe get the man whom Tony considered his mentor more involved, sometimes caring for Anthony was a lot more than even she could handle.

NCIS

"What do you mean that he left the hospital without complete clearance?" he asked as the others looked on at the reddened face of Leroy Jethro Gibbs grow even redder.

He seemed to be listening intently to the person on the other end of the phone when Tim's phone rang. He could hear Tim talking to Abby , just the person he wanted to speak to, the one person who could have assisted Tony in his quick disappearance from his hospital room.

He hit the red button on the cell, the call ended, he then stood from his seated position at his desk, sending his chair crashing against the cubicle wall. The action causing the bat that stood beside his filing cabinet to fall, the sound echoed through the bullpen as it bounced on the bare concrete floor against the wall.

Grabbing the phone from Tim's unsuspecting hand he started to drill the goth, "Where the hell is he? He left without the permission of the medical staff Abs. What were you two thinking?" His words were strung together, anger punctuating every syllable.

Abby looked at her cell and started to hang up, this was not the Gibbs she was use to and she did not like his tone. She was waiting at a local drug store for the pharmacist to fill Tony's multiple prescriptions and needed for the man on the other end of the line to take a breath and to listen, but all she was getting was the second B in Gibbs name screaming into her ear.

She knew she had to take a different approach if she wanted to get his attention, "Listen here Gibbs, I need your help but until you can talk nice I can't assist you with this information." she hung up the phone, cut off her cell and started back to the counter, hoping inwardly that she was getting his attention, in a good way.

Gibbs looked at the phone with shock, what had just happened? Did Abby just hang up on him? What the hell?

"Did she hang up on you boss?" Tim was shocked at Abby's actions but down inside he was quiet proud that she had stood up to Gibbs. Thinking that he would edge on the safe side he stepped backward a couple of feet, not wanting the phone to hit him when Gibbs threw it, the boss was upset. "I can try to call her back." Tim was nervous, his voice cracking, he knew how Gibbs acted when one of them were in trouble or ill.

Gibbs calmly laid the phone back into its cradle and walked back over to his desk, " I messed up. If she calls back tell her to call me on my cell." he walked over and grabbed his cup of coffee, he needed to talk to Ducky, then hurriedly walked towards the stairs.

Autopsy

Ducky was facing the wall as he heard the whoosh of the doors, he knew immediately that it was Jethro entering. Bulls have a hard time keeping their presence a secret.

"Jethro, what brings you down" I know we don't have a case right now." The medical examiner attempted to deflect.

"You know why I'm here Duck. Where's Tony" he asked, keeping his voice calm but his facial expression gave way to the storm that was brewing inside of him.

"Actually I was wondering the same thing. I just spoke to Ziva and our Anthony was neither at his condo or Abby's apartment. I was hoping that you could shed some light on where he might have gone, I am still concerned about not only his health but the fact that he identified the suspect and that suspect is still out and about." he looked at his friend and hoped inwardly that he did find Tony before Stratton found him.

Gibbs believed his friend and turned to leave, Ducky was right he needed to find DiNozzo and assure his safety but he need to ask one more question that had been gnawing at him since he left the hospital.

"Ducky, is there something I'm missing with Tony, other than the head injury?" he asked watching his friend's facial expression, looking for any hint that he might know something that he didn't.

But Ducky was too sharp, he had taken an oath many years ago to keep medical information private and he would not be breaking that oath now.

" Only Anthony can answer that question, Jethro." He kept a straight face and then watched as an irritated Gibbs walked out of the autopsy room,slam his hand into the elevator button, then enter the door quickly, the man was on a mission.

"Oh my, this is a predicament." The phone in his office was ringing and as he answered it he was surprised at the Italian accent, a woman.

" Is this Dr Mallard?" Cici asked, wanting to get assistance for Tony, who had been having dry heaves for over an hour without break.

"This is he. Whom may I ask is calling?" Ducky didn't recognize the voice.

"My name is Cecilia DiNozzo, I am Anthony DiNozzo's Aunt. I'm afraid he is very ill this evening. Anthony has a fever and he is throwing up severely. I do believe he trusts you and it would be beneficial for you to be here with him. Miss Abby is doing her best but he is still not doing well. She told me that you could assist." she explained.

"Of course I will come. Where is the dear lad?" he asked the woman on the other end of the phone.

Ducky picked up a pen and jotted the address down as CiCi gave it to him.

" I will be there straight way." he assured.

The end of conversation though was that it was a private address and that Tony preferred that he come by himself. Ducky agreed.

Ducky grabbed some supplies and his coat, he would go out the back way, he had to help his friend. Before he left he laid his cell on his desk, he would keep his promise to keep Tony's location a secret.

" No GPS tracking tonight. Sorry Timothy not this time." Ducky spoke it out loud as he left his office.

Yeah, going to finish this story this week, One chapter at a time. Hope you enjoy...Oh and in my world Tony is wealthy but nobody knows, and I still think Uncle Clive left Tony his fortune, they seemed a lot a like. ( Scent of A Woman). I believe he didn't want to leave team Gibbs and that was a possibility if they knew.

What? You want some Gibbs – DiNozzo time? I think I can arrange that in the next chapter.