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"The good news is that Tony's regained consciousness. The bad news is the AVM's weakened blood vessel leaked enough blood to cause a clot which led to him seizing and now he is presenting with some right side paralysis. The issue now is which surgery to do first." The young doctor said.

All Gibbs heard was regained consciousness, blood clot, seizure, and right side paralysis. He got up and headed for the door of the small room. HE had to see Tony now.

"Jethro, wait." Ducky called after him.

But he couldn't wait, his heart was pounding and all he could hear was the blood rushing in his ears. He made his way back to Tony's room. He could see through the door the lights were dimmed but on. Instead of being scared of what he would see, all he could think about was how Tony was alone with no one there to help him through this. He slowed his pace and took a deep breath. When he stepped in the small glass cube he noticed immediately Tony was awake. His left side looked fine but his right was all wrong. His right eye and the corner of his mouth drooped conspicuously. His right hand was slack while the left was wiping a tear away from his one good eye.

Oh God Tony…I'm so sorry.

"Hey DiNozzo." Gibbs studiously ignored any difference to Tony's appearance.

"Hey Bosh." Tony said quietly, refusing to look away from Gibbs piercing gaze.

"You alright?" Gibbs cringed at his own question.

Of all the stupid fucking questions Leroy…

Tony gave a bitter laugh. "Peatshy, Bosh."

Gibbs crossed over to the recliner and sat down. "I'm sorry Tony, so sorry."

Gibbs was fighting the urge to run and the simultaneous need to wrap his arms around Tony and tell him everything would be all right.

Tony squinted at him with confusion and maybe a little anger.

"Don' 'pologish Bosh, shine of weaknesh."

At that Gibbs nearly lost it. "No dammit it's not. That has got to be the stupidest rule I ever came up with."

Tony's one working eyebrow raised in surprise.

"K Bosh."

"Tony, we'll get through this. I'll be with you the whole way."

Tony looked at him curiously for a moment. "N-no."

"What do you mean no?" Gibbs' voice went up in anger.

"I meeen nno."

Just as Gibbs was about to blow his top, Ducky arrived and placed a hand on Gibbs shoulder.

"Ahhh Anthony my boy it's good to see you awake."

"Hey D-duckee."

Ducky could feel the tension between the two men.

"Jethro, why don't you go and see if Mr. Palmer has returned with your coffee?"

Gibbs faltered a moment not wanting to leave but knowing that Ducky could probably handle Tony better right now.

"Alright, but I'll be back."

Tony didn't even respond to the accidental movie reference and Gibbs all but stomped out of the room and into the corridor. He leaned against the nearest wall not made of glass and tried to stop himself from losing it.

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"Jethro, are you okay hon?" It was Katherine and she had with her a beautiful redhead.

Gibbs shook his head and croaked out, "Yeah."

"You sure?"

He nodded again and looked at her intensely.

"Okay, well I'm finished with my shift and all my charting and reporting is done, but I wanted to wait until you got back so I could introduce you to Tony's nurse for the day."

Gibbs looked at the buxom redhead and stood up off of the wall.

"Meredith, I'd like you to meet Jethro Gibbs. He's a good friend of Tony's and will be here a lot."

"Nice to meet you Jethro." She held out her tiny beautiful hand.

Gibbs took it politely his hand swallowing hers.

"You too Meredith."

A pink blush rose on her porcelain cheeks that would be enough to melt any man's resolve.

Nothing… not a damn thing… Shit…

"It's nice to meet you Meredith. Thanks Katherine. Will you ladies excuse me?"

He walked away leaving two very puzzled ladies in his wake.

There was no more denying it he was in love with Tony. And the son of a bitch didn't feel the same; in fact he didn't want Gibbs there at all.

Maybe he's just embarrassed… I sure as hell would be.

Even if that were true Gibbs didn't think he could break through all that pig headedness. Tony wanted him gone, so he would go.

For now…

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"D-duckee."

Ducky took that as an invitation to sit down. "Anthony, it seems you are having some trouble my boy. But not to worry, I have spoken with your medical team and they are quite impressive. You are in a bit of a spot but they are confident they can help you."

"N-norrrmmal?" Tony pleaded.

"I don't know how much function you may lose but there is consensus there will be some impairment."

Tears began welling in Tony's eyes. "I c-cannt D-duckee. Ic-cannnt."

"My dear boy… You can and you will. Whatever issue you have we will face them and help you to either overcome them or learn to live a happy productive life with them."

Tony just looked at Ducky, stunned by the steely conviction in the older man's voice.

"Now do we understand one another?"

Tony nodded.

"Good, I am going to find your doctors and then we can discuss the treatment plan. In the meantime should Jethro return please be kind. The poor man is beside himself with concern for you."

Tony couldn't process what ducky was saying. "M-me?"

"Of course you, you daft boy, Jethro cares deeply for you. Now really I must catch your surgeon before he leaves. I shall return." Ducky swiftly walked out leaving Tony to think about what he had been told.

Tony was fast becoming tired and started to drift as he thought over the last hours events.

Gibbs cares 'deeply' for me? What does that mean... I know we're friends and we have each other sixes… I know how I feel but…Gibbs? There's no way Gibbs feels anything but friendship and obligation for me…Is there?