Chapter 9
"How are you feeling my dear boy?"
"Better, Ducky. But my throat is still kinda sore."
"Mm, that's to be expected after a bout of pneumonia. Take a deep breath...exhale, and again...good. Well, it looks like you're all clear to go back to work."
"Are you sure, Duck? He still looks kind of pale," said Gibbs hovering over Ducky. Gibbs, Tony, Ziva, and Abby where all there with Tim when Ducky was checking his vitals.
"Well, he'll be on desk duty, of course, but after a week, he will be back in the field in no time at all."
Tim smiled; he was finally going to leave this apartment. He never thought he'd be so happy to leave the comfort of his bed and get up to go to work.
"Finally! I get my Timmy back," squealed Abby as she hugged him tightly.
"Abigail, be careful, not so rough!" warned Ducky.
"Sorry."
"It's good to know that you're alright, Tim," said Ziva as she kissed his forehead. Even though she didn't stay with him during the time he was sick, she was still worried to death when all she could think about is him missing and Tony telling her there was blood on the floor.
"Thanks, Ziva," Tim rasped, his throat still scratchy. Though, he still had Abby's soup that could help.
Gibbs patted him on the back, feeling completely satisfied that he had both his agent and "son" back to normal. But no one was as happy as Tim. Suddenly the door opened and a familiar woman stepped inside.
"Hey, Tim! I see you're feeling better. Sorry, I couldn't come back and stay with you, I just had so much homework and studying to do."
"It's okay, Sarah, I had my team here for me." replied Tim.
"I knew I could count on them," Sarah said as she kissed Tim's forehead. "So what did you guys do?"
Tim smiled, it was going to be a while.
THE END
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