Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Gibbs listened to the identical heart monitors beeping away on both sides of him. He was sitting in between Tony and Lucas waiting for one of them to wake up. Logan had woken a few times but Tony had remained unresponsive the last 12 hours.

The two brothers looked even more like twins, both having 2-day stubble, matching hospital gowns and bandages on their faces. The similarities ended there. Tony had his leg suspended in air and Logan had his arm in a sling. Gibbs was thankful for those small differences; otherwise he wouldn't know who was who.

Logan groaned as he slowed returned to consciousness. His shoulder throbbed and his head felt like someone had taken a razor to it. He cracked his eyes to see Gibbs sitting next to him and Tony lying in the bed on the other side of Gibbs exactly the same from last time Logan had forayed into the waking world.

Gibbs smiled at him and took a sip from his ever-present cup of coffee. Logan could see the older man had his other hand wrapped around Tony's.

"How are you doing?" Gibbs asked quietly turning towards Logan.

"I'm okay, how long has it been?"

"You've been out for five hours." Gibbs said glancing at his watch.

Logan nodded tiredly.

"I take it he hasn't moved yet?" Logan asked. He knew Tony had not woken yet.

Gibbs looked worried and shook his head.

"He hasn't moved." Gibbs tightened his grip as he looked at his too still senior agent.

"He's lucky to have you. I'm glad he found someone after Dad and the Stroud's. I think he had it a lot worse then what he told me and what I'm guessing he's told you." At Gibbs surprised look he continued. "Dad said something like 'at least others knew how worthless you are' and something about putting him in his place- many times…Tony wouldn't look me in the eye after that and wouldn't explain but it looked like he believed Dad. I wish Max had hit him harder with that pipe." Logan growled.

He glanced at Gibbs who seemed to be fuming and Logan became worried what would happen to their father and Tony when he woke up. Logan stopped at that thought as the pain in his head increased. He winced and brought his good arm up to rub at his forehead.

"You okay? You look a little pale." Gibbs asked now worried about Logan. Though he had only spent a short amount of time with Logan he was already feeling paternal feeling toward Tony's twin and wanted to beat the crap out of the man who brought these two so much undeserved pain.

"I think Tony's waking up. That or I'm having an aneurysm." Logan joked as he looked over at his still brother.

The two men waited as Tony's eyelids fluttered then opened. His gaze landed on Gibbs sitting next to him with his hand still entwined with Tony's.

"Hey." Tony said softly taking in his various aches and pains. "Did you catch him?" He asked absentmindedly.

"Yeah, we-" Gibbs was cut off by Tony as he attempted to sit up quickly.

"Lucas!" He called out looking around.

"Here Caleb, I'm here. Calm down." Logan said looking not surprised by Tony's reaction. He stretched his good arm out and Tony did the same and they grasped hands. Tony immediately settled.

"How long was I out?" He asked Gibbs who was putting his pillows back in place.

"Twelve hours. Lucas was just about to tell me some of your embarrassing stories from when you were little." Gibbs teased, happy the younger man was awake.

"Hey!" Tony protested before he saw the smirk on Gibbs face and the full-blown smile on his brother.

"So what's the damage?" Tony asked, as he settled back not relinquishing the hold he had on his brother. Gibbs seeing this, started to move the equipment from in between the beds to the opposite sides.

"You have some stitches in your face, seven, Lucas has eight. You've got some bruised ribs and bloody knuckles and your knee needs some more work."

"What does that mean?" Tony asked desperate. In college his doctors told him if he took one more hard hit to his knee his walking days could be over.

"You tore some ligaments, tendons and broke the kneecap. I'm sure you know all the names of them. The docs need to operate on it and then some physical therapy and they'll go from there." Tony could tell Gibbs wasn't telling him everything but he decided to let it go for the time being.

"How about you, are you okay?" Tony asked Logan as Gibbs pushed his bed next to his brothers. He sighed as his arm wasn't being strained anymore, he could still feel pain from where Logan had dislocated his.

"Like Gibbs said I have 8 stitches in my head, dislocated shoulder, some bruises but that's it for me. I learned how to duck better." He teased.

"More like sit on your ass – duck!" Tony teased back. At the moment he was feeling more relaxed than he had in a long time and it wasn't because of the drugs.

Another twenty-four hours passed and Tony found out that his knee did need to be operated on but the doctors were recommending he go home to do it. D.C. hospitals were better equipped and they had more specialists then Seattle did. The hospital did everything it could to look like it did before the big storms but funding was low and many doctors left looking for better opportunities.

Tony did not want to have his surgery back home that meant he would have to leave Seattle and his brother and he was not ready for that. He wasn't sure if he would ever be.

The two brothers sat watching an old sitcom when there was a sudden squeal and a blur of black.

"Tony! I mean Caleb!! I missed you so much!" Abby squealed as she somehow jumped in Tony's bed and landed on his good side with her arms wrapped around him. Tony hugged her back in surprise and glanced up to see McGee standing unsure in the hallway. Gibbs poked his head in to see what all the noise was about.

Logan just laughed at the strange girl lying in Tony's arms.

"Umm, Abby…how do you know that one's Tony?" McGee asked timidly. He couldn't believe that he was seeing two Tony's even though he had been warned how identical they were.

Abby looked affronted. "Of course this is Tony!" She said pointing at Tony. "It's obvious. I mean sure he does sort of look like Tony but not really." "She continued now looking at Logan.

All eyes turned to Abby in amazement.

"What? I mean look -Tony's eyes are darker and a little closer together, his hairline is more forward and he has this scar on his thumb and…why is everyone looking at me weird…weirder?" She asked frustrated.

"Apparently my eyes are wide set and I'm going bald. You got all the looks bro." Logan teased when he realized no one else knew what to say.

"Of course not!" Abby gasped as she somehow again with no explanation flipped over Tony's suspended leg and onto Logan's bed not even jostling his arm. "You are just as beautiful as Tony. I was just pointing out some obvious differences to McGee over there. I'm Abby; I work with Tony at NCIS. I can't believe there are really two Tony's! I mean Caleb's! I mean…never mind. I can't believe you're both in the hospital. When Gibbs called I was like I'm getting a plane ticket now and I hate flying alone so I told McGee he was coming with me. Ziva was really mad we left her behind but the director told her someone had to stay. Ducky says hi to both of you and can't wait to meet you soon." Abby finished the laid her dark head on Logan's good shoulder.

Logan looked amazed.

"What did she say?" He asked in a whisper.

Tony started to laugh as he properly introduced McGee and Abby.

The two brothers were discharged the next day to their excitement and dread. Tony had a flight back to D.C. booked and surgery for the following day. They sat at the airport with Gibbs and Bling flanking them. They were both immobile without help, which they both detested.

"Gibbs." Logan called over. "Here's my number I expect phone calls before, during and after the surgery." Logan ordered the best he could.

"Of course." Gibbs agreed as he held out his hand. "It's been a pleasure to meet you Lucas. I hope to see you soon." Logan nodded and turned away to watch Tony say goodbye to Bling. He narrowed his eyes as it seemed his brother and friend were exchanging secrets and glancing over at himself a lot. Tony smiled clapped Bling on the back before the shook hands.

Tony and Logan maneuvered the best they could next to each other. Tony was now in a wheelchair with his leg straight out and still learning how to use the chair. Logan had to steer and push forward with one arm since the other was still strapped to his chest.

The two exchanged long looks before hugging each other with difficulty.

"Good luck." Logan said gesturing to Tony's knee. "I'll see you at Christmas. I already bought the plane tickets."

Tony sighed, Christmas was still a few months off.

"I'll call you when I wake up and I'm sure I'll be bored at home. So expect a lot of annoying phone calls."

"I look forward to it." Logan smiled.

Tony smiled back; for once he was looking forward to a recovery period.

"You better go. Your handicapped ass needs to get on the plane first. I'm sure Abby's driving Tim nuts waiting for you two."

"Yeah."

The two sat in silence for a moment before they smiled at each other and again hugged.

"Later."

"Later." Logan echoed. He watched as Gibbs stepped forward nodding goodbye to Logan and Bling and steered Tony away.

A few months later

Gibbs couldn't take it any long.

"Caleb!" He shouted even though the person being yelled at was only a desk away.

"Yes Boss" Caleb asked meekly.

"Get out of here! I can't take your talking anymore. Go pick up Lucas and I'll see you at my place later." Gibbs lowered his voice for the last part. Caleb had been more annoying than usual in his enthusiasm to see his brother. Christmas had finally arrived for the two and Logan was flying in and Caleb was about to burst. All he could talk about was Lucas.

Gibbs smiled as Caleb bounced out of the bullpen. He would see the kid in a few hours. He had offered his house for Caleb and Lucas to stay in while Lucas was visiting. Caleb's apartment wasn't meant for a wheelchair. Caleb had come over a few weekends before and they equipped Gibbs's downstairs bathroom with everything needed to be wheelchair accessible.

Gibbs smiled again to the amazement of Ziva and McGee, it was going to be a good Christmas.

The End

Okay so that took much longer than planned. I apologize a million times for the wait. My work computer crashed then I went on a 2 week vacation, then my home computer wouldn't work when I got back and just one thing after another. I hated to leave this for so long. I hope everyone enjoyed. I'll definitely try to make my other stories shorter so it won't be so long between updates.