Disturbing Behavior

By: Raven612

Chapter 9: Wheelies

A/N: Sorry that this took so long to update, but writers block and school suck! Here is the next chapter! I hope you guys enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it!!

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Abby had insisted they take a trip to see Ducky. Abby claimed it was because she wanted to see what she would be in for when she got her cast removed. June wheeled her around the corner where Ducky was lying on a table and a physical therapist was bending his legs into his chest.

"These are simple exercises to keep the blood flowing in your legs and to make sure you don't lose your muscle mass." Abby heard the therapist say as he switched to the other leg.

Ducky nodded, "And how long are we to do this?"

"These exercises will be paired with some physical activity for about three weeks and then believe it or not a few months down the road if your condition is improving we actually use the Nintendo Wii Fit to help you regain movement."

"See Ducky, video games are useful," Abby said as June stopped their adventure just a few feet from where he lay.

Ducky chuckled and turned his head so that he could look at Abby, "Nice to see you out of bed my dear, I do hope you're not causing poor June too much trouble."

June smiled and shook her head, "She's been right nice today," June's Texan accent and 'southern charm' have been coming out more and more lately as she got to know Ducky and Abby, "took her for a little ride before her next psych appointment, which reminds me Dr. Mallard you've got one right after this session and you Abigail have one in a few minutes.'

Ducky sighed in defeat, "Right, I suppose I'll have to put up with those for a while, though I am trying to convince the young lady I am fine. You see I'm a psychologist myself." His words were interrupted as the therapist pushed his leg up to his chest and a sudden sharp pain shot through his spine and he hissed.

Abby looked to the therapist, "Is that a good sign?"

The therapist, not turning to her but continuing his motions called over his shoulder, "It is a good sign, but nothing monumental. He'll re-gain very little feeling in the next few weeks, but depending on when he can move his feet will let us know just how far he is progressing."

Abby looked downcast and sighed, she motioned for June to wheel her closer to Ducky and she grabbed his hand, "Well Duck, just think in about two and a half months I'll be joining you, in the meantime," she craned her head around to look at June a gleam in her eyes, "someone's going to have to teach me to use a wheelchair."

Ducky chuckled and June snorted, "Is that so young lady? I'll give ya lessons as long as you promise not to run amuck in my hospital."

Abby grinned and held out her hand to June, "I promise."

June smiled, nodded, and firmly shook Abby's proffered hand. "Now with that cleared up, I say it's time to get you back to your room, Dr. Morgan will be looking for you."

Abby sighed when she heard the name of her assigned therapist, "Great, I've wasted all my dead fish stories on her already," she rolled her eyes and allowed June to pivot her and push her from the room, Ducky called out a good-bye to her.

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Just as Abby was crossing the threshold of her room Dr. Morgan stood from the bed where she was sitting waiting for them to return. She smiled upon seeing Abby looking a little brighter today. She nodded in way of excusing June and went to stand behind Abby. "It's a nice evening, would you mind if we talked in the courtyard this time?"

Abby smiled, "I guess it would be nice to get out of this stale place for a bit, tally-ho doc."

Dr. Morgan couldn't help the small chuckle that escaped her, "Feeling better now?"

Abby nodded, "Yeah, I feel fine, I don't even think we need to see one another after tonight," she looked back hopefully at Dr. Morgan, but soon frowned seeing the look she wore.

"It really isn't that simple, we may all wish it were, but depending on how you react to our session this evening, we'll see just how soon you can get out of here."

Abby huffed and sank down in her chair, she really believed she was alright and saw no reason to stay any longer. It was a bit of a ride down to the main floor and out some back doors to a fenced in courtyard. Some patients were already out there either enjoying the cool night breeze or sucking on cancer sticks. Some nurses stood against the doors chatting, not paying attention to their patients. Dr. Morgan shot them a look, but they ignored it. Dr. Morgan wheeled Abby to a picnic table situated under a large tree and went to sit in front of her, she smiled hoping to gain some trust from Abby.

"Now this time, I don't want to hear about your dead pets, I want to hear about what happened to you a few days ago."

Abby sighed and rolled her eyes, but knowing she had gotten her biggest wish taken care of she told Dr. Morgan the entire story, from start to finish. She stopped and assessed Dr. Morgan's face, but it revealed nothing. Abby watched her hand fly across the legal pad resting in her lap and wondered what she was writing. Abby stopped trying to look and sank back in her chair once more and let out a deep breath hoping to call attention to her. Dr. Morgan looked up at her and smiled.

"That's what I wanted you to get out Abby, you may think that none of this will affect you, but you'll find as we dig deeper that it'll have some negative results."

Abby looked confused for a moment, "Uhm, sorry Dr. Morgan, but like I said I feel fine, honestly. I know these types of things come with the job and I can deal with them. I really don't feel the need to talk to a psychologist anymore. My family, the team, is all I need and I've got them." Abby smiled then as she made her point.

Dr. Morgan sighed; Abby couldn't tell if it was in defeat or in annoyance so she waited for a response. Finally Dr. Morgan looked at her, "Clearly you're a very strong individual and you have a very close circle of people that care about you and will do nothing to help you and protect you. I think these sessions could help you, but I can't force progress and clearly you won't make any, not with me anyways-"

Abby cut her off suddenly there, "It's nothing personal, it's just the way I am."

Dr. Morgan nodded as she continued, "Well then with all that being said I don't see why you couldn't go home in two days time."

"Yes," Abby said in delight as she pumped her fist.

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"Two days, two days and I'll be free," Abby said with a smile to Ducky. They had just finished their meal and were waiting for the rest of the team to show up.

"Ah, it seems you've beat me Abigail, I'm stuck in here for the next four days, I dare say I shall be released on the day of the funeral." Ducky looked saddened by the thought.

Abby frowned at him, "Don't worry Duck, we'll make sure you make it to the funeral, do you know what time you'll be getting released?"

"It'll be morning, after a therapy session, so I would assume 0900."

Abby smiled, "You'll have enough time to make it to the funeral; Gibbs said it was going to start at 1100."

Ducky nodded, yet looked sullen, "I do hate funerals, but I need to pay my respects to the courageous young man."

Abby nodded, "I think his family would appreciate it."

They were silent for a few minutes, each lost in their own thoughts. A soft knock at the door made them both jump and look up.

"Am I interrupting?" Tony smiled as he walked in carrying a large vase full of red and black roses, "present from headquarters, they apologize about it being late." He walked over and set it on the table that was situated between Ducky and Abby.

"It's beautiful," Abby cooed as she turned to look at it.

"It's the second most beautiful things in this room," Tony said in a joking tone and went to kiss her cheek.

Abby smiled at him as he pulled away, "Aw Tony, you always know just the right words to make a girl tingle."

Tony chuckled, but the sudden head slap made him shut-up.

"You make other girls tingle DiNozzo, Abby's much too classy for it," McGee shot as he followed their boss in.

"Ha ha McNoodle," Tony snapped as he stepped aside to let Gibbs and the rest of the crew into the room.

"Hey guys," Abby called with a smile.

"How are you Abby?" Ziva asked from the opposite side of Ducky's bed.

"I'm good, got some great news today!" She announced excitedly.

"You get to go home in two days," Gibbs said for her and bent to kiss her forehead.

She crossed her arms and gave him one of her looks, "Well what if that wasn't what I was going to say?"

Gibbs merely grinned down at her and she softened up and smiled.

"So Duck man, how is the therapy going? They got you on the parallel bars yet?" Tony asked clapping the ME on the shoulder.

Ducky chuckled, "Not yet Anthony, but my time for them nears. Did you know that they were invented in the early 19th century by a German man named Friedrich Jahn for gymnastics, coincidentally he is known as the father of gymnastics, and they are used to strengthen the upper body."

Tony looked confused, "So then why use them when you can't walk if they only strengthen the upper body," Tony flexed his arm then and shot Ziva and Abby a grin, they both shook their head at him.

"Balance my dear boy, plus I'll need something to hold onto while I try and walk, but there are many different ways for me to learn to walk again as I progress with my situation."

Tony nodded, satisfied for now with his Q and A session. The rest of the night continued with general small talk, but everyone avoided the subject of Herrera and what happened a few nights ago all together, but it was there burning in the back of everyone's mind. McGee had just finished doodling next to a picture of skulls when Tony ripped the marker from him and began his own sketch, trying to recreate a voodoo doll and naming it Dimmy Timmy. After persistent begging from Abby Gibbs signed his name but refused to draw a picture. Ziva signed the cast next and added some drawn black roses. As night rolled around Tony, Ziva, and McGee said their good-byes and waited in the lobby for Gibbs.

"I'll be by to pick you up Sunday morning, you can stay with me for a while," he said to Abby and kissed her cheek.

"Okay," she sighed, feeling the pull of her pain killers lulling her to sleep.

Gibbs smiled and stroked her cheek softly before going to Ducky. "You're welcome to stay at my place too, you'll both need help and I've already built a ramp on my front porch. I know she'll need us, both of us."

Ducky looked thoughtful for a moment, touched by the generosity, but didn't know if he wanted to accept it. "I'm fine Jethro, no need to worry about me-"

Gibbs cut him off immediately, "It really wasn't a choice Duck, we all want to help you and seeing as I'm the only one with a house, and not a house with your mother in it, there's really no argument, I had Tony and McGee help turn the living room into a makeshift bedroom the other day."

Ducky let out a sigh, "It's a lot to ask Jethro and I don't want to intrude."

Gibbs smirked, "If you were intruding I wouldn't have asked; besides I'm sure some home nurse is going to have to come over every day for a while to check up on you guys and do the bathing thing."

Ducky reddened slightly and smirked, "I should know not to argue with you, but I still feel awkward about it. Two people confined to wheelchairs for a while is a lot for one man to take care of, I can't accept Jethro. I know Abby needs the both of us, but you need to be the one there for her. I have my place with my mother and I'm sure the nurse will help me get situated at home and I'm sure I can get a ramp on my front steps. It's not like they'll send me away completely helpless."

Gibbs shook his head with a light smirk, "I still don't like the thought of you there alone with your mother, she needs help too and with you incapacitated who will help her?"

Ducky shot back his own comeback, "You said it yourself Jethro, I can't leave mother alone, I have to be there."

Gibbs shook his head knowing he walked right into that, "What if the others take turns staying at your place with you, we still don't know if there will be any repercussions once you guys are home."

Ducky nodded knowing that Herrera has more than a handful of men that would be sent out to take care of Gibbs and the rest of the people centered around the case, more so Abby and Ducky. "I suppose that arrangement I can live with."

Gibbs smiled and nodded, "I thought so, I'll see you tomorrow Duck," he patted the old man on the shoulder and smiled as he left the room.

…..Two Days Later 0900……

"There will be no horsin' around with that wheelchair in my house, the last thing I need is for you to wind up back in the hospital because you got too carried away." Gibbs gave Abby a stare as he pushed her wheelchair out under the awning and up to his waiting car.

"Gibbs, what do you think I'll do?" she asked in a joking manner and waited as he loaded her gifts into his backseat. A nurse was standing by along with Abby's doctor to help get her into the car, though Gibbs could handle all on his own.

"Must feel good to get to go home," June said with a sad smile as she walked up to stand next to Abby.

Abby smiled and looked up to her, "It feels amazing," she breathed and some tears collected in her eyes as she realized she'd have to say goodbye to June.

"Oh hush now darling, there's nothing to cry about, you'll be seeing me soon and often enough," June wiped away some tears of her own.

"I know, but I'm gonna miss you," Abby choked out and wiped away the traitorous tears the slid down her cheeks.

June chuckled and bent down and gave Abby a hug, "You're one of my most memorable and favorite patients, and I envy you, getting to go home with Gibbs, he's one handsome hunk of man meant," June winked then as she stood and Abby giggled and reddened slightly.

"Well Miss Scuito, I'll be seeing you in five days and try not to over do anything or you will wind up back here," her doctor threatened but smiled.

Abby smiled back and looked at Gibbs as she spoke, "Don't worry I'll be watched like a hawk so I won't be able to do anything without him knowing."

Gibbs nodded and stood on the other side of her chair waiting for the go ahead to load her into the car. The doctor nodded and so Gibbs bent and picked her up as if she were nothing and gently placed her in the passenger's seat and gently buckled her in. Abby was relishing the moment, but then it hit her, she wouldn't be able to see Ducky until tomorrow, when she would talk Gibbs into taking her to see him. Abby watched Gibbs walk around the car and get in on the Driver's side, a nurse was going to come by in the afternoon to show them how to care for Abby's cast and how Abby is to bathe from now on. Abby settled into her seat, the smell of Gibbs making her heart flutter and she smiled. Gibbs looked over at her and couldn't help his own smile. He put the car into drive and drove them home.

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