Summary: I'm back with an update. Thanks to everyone who's been reading and for those just joining in I hope you like what you read. I can only do my best to make you happy. Well on with the story.

Disclaimer: Don't own this show now but someday, who knows. I could be president of CBS. Nah

Chapter Ten

He stood outside the door for five minutes before he finally got the nerve to go in. Opening the door he saw Abby sitting beside him with his hand in her hers and staring at him. To his surprise his partner didn't look as bad as he assumed but he still looked hurt. Slowly, he made his way over to the bed and tapped Abby gently on the shoulder.

She jumped and turned around to see Tony standing behind her. "Hey Tony." she smiled. "Glad to see you finally made it."

"Yeah, sorry about that." he replied. "I had to work on a few things before I came to see McGee."

"Well he's asleep now but before he went to sleep he was asking about you."

This made Tony smile. "Really."

"Yeah really. You're only like his best friend, well besides me that is. Why wouldn't he ask about you?"

"I don't know." he shrugged in response. "I just thought he wouldn't notice I wasn't here."

"Well he did."

"Sorry about that. Hey Abby I was wondering-"

She stood up without question and motioned for Tony to take a seat. "He's all yours but don't and I repeat do not wake him up. He needs all the rest he can get. The faster he heals the faster he can leave this place and I can bring my Timmy home."

Tony opened his mouth to respond to Abby's comment about McGee but decided to keep it to himself and sit down instead. "Hey Abby."

"Yeah Tony."

"Boss wanted to see it. It's about a case."

"But we don't have any cases."

"It's about McGee's accident. I think boss somehow managed to convince Metro to give it to us."

Abby nodded, wanted nothing more than to catch the son-of-bitch who hurt her Tim. "Okay, where is he?"

"The chapel, that's where I left him."

She nodded once more and took leave while Tony leaned back in the chair. He turned around to make sure he was alone before he began speaking. "Hey Probie." he smiled down at Tim. "Sound asleep I see. Typical, wake up for your sister, your Goth and tattooed ex, and a deadly but hot Mossad officer but not for me. Probably for the best though. Maybe it will help me get through what I have to say."

Taking a deep breath Tony continued. "I just wanted to tell you that I'm sorry for all the cruel things I've done to you. The jokes, the teasing…pranks. It was all fun and games to me but I never thought about what it did to you. How it must have hurt you." He paused before letting out a small chuckle. "You see, that's my biggest problem I don't think before I act but I'm glad you do and I'm also glad that you're my partner…and my friend. At least I hope you still are."

"Could you be more of a girl right now?"

Tony looked down to see McGee staring at him with one eye open and a small smile on his face. "Hey McSleepy, you're awake." he replied surprised.

"Thank you Captain obvious."

"And you probably heard everything I just said."

Tim nodded his head yes before coughing. Tony eyes widen with concern as they flew around the room looking for something that could help. Finally his eyes spotted the water bottle and he immediately grabbed it and brought it to Tim's mouth. Patiently he waited for his friend to drink until he was satisfied before moving the bottle away.

"Thanks."

"No problem Tim." Tony replied, putting the bottle down. "You looked like you could use it. Are you in any pain?"

"Seeing as how I was just in an accident there are trace amounts of pain everywhere." Tim laughed, ignoring the small amount of pain it caused. When he was done he looked over at Tony who was staring at him. "Tony are you okay?"

"You're the one in the hospital and you're worrying about me. Typical McWorryer."

"Yeah I am, I worry." He paused for a moment to take a breath before he started talking again. "So, are you going to tell me what's wrong…and while you're at it tell me why you weren't here with everyone else."

"Gibbs wasn't here."

"I know but he will be, you on the other hand weren't." Tim replied softly as Tony shifted his gaze away from him. "So spill DiNozzo. Why didn't you come to see me."

Tony's head snapped back as his eyes glared at Tim's. He knew the younger man wouldn't let up until he told the truth. "All right fine, I was scared to see you like this. Are you happy now?"

"I am and I understand. I would be scared to see you to if the roles were reversed." Tim gave Tony a smile. "Being in a car accident is a bitch. I should know, this is my second one. I just hope that doesn't happen to you ever or anyone else on the team ever."

"Me too." Tony smiled back only to turn to McGee and frown. "And I never said that, understand that Probie."

"I understand that to Tony. What I don't understand is why you would think that I hate you. You…you're my friend Tony."

Tony frowned even more. "After the things I've done to you…you would still call me your friend."

"Tony what you do, the things you say, I know you're just kidding around. You don't mean them."

"Yeah but how do you know. The way I see it I'm just like those kids that teased you in high school."

Tim scoffed and shook his head. "I see you've been talking to Sarah." he whispered bitterly.

"More like ease-dropping while she was talking to Gibbs." he sighed again. "She told him about the time some boys dangled you from the school's roof."

Suddenly it all clicked in Timothy's head on why Tony was acting the way he was. "Tony-"

But Tony didn't let him finish. Instead he continued to talk. "And I made fun of you that entire case because you were afraid of heights, even after you pulled me from over that ledge. I assumed it was some irrational fear that you developed over the years so I didn't care. Not once did I ask you why you were afraid."

"I wouldn't have told you if you did."

"Still I should have asked."

Tim could see how upset Tony was. It was if a part of him was somehow felt guilty because of what happened. Timothy knew he had to say something to make the guilt Tony felt away. Sighing heavily, he turned and looked at his friend. "Tony, those guys were jerks and yeah I hated them, a part of me still hates them. But, you're not them. You could never be them because you're a better person than that."

"You really think so."

"Yeah I do and besides, you probably pulled tons of pranks on your frat brothers and I bet they knew you were just kidding around."

That made Tony smile. "I remember this one time, my friend Jim and I super-glued our big brother's butt cheeks to the toilet seat. Talk about hilarious." Tony laughed loudly at the memory.

"You see and I bet he didn't hate you."

"No, he just made up clean the entire house with toothbrushes and if you ever been to a frat house you know how disgusting they can be."

"But he didn't hate you and neither do I." Tim made sure to point out. "And to be honest Tony if I really wanted to get back at you I could."

"You prank me, I don't think so." Tony chuckled loudly at McGee's comment.

"Well maybe not do what you do but you forget, I'm really great with computers. I mean really great."

"What could you do?"

"Have you ever seen Live Free or Die Hard."

"Um yeah." smiled Tony happily like he usually did when someone talked about movies. "Fourth installment of the Die Hard series. Bruce Willis comes back to face off against one of the country's best computer genius. Also stars Justin Long, some other guy, and a really hot Asian chick who could kick ass."

"Yeah that one." smiled Tim. "You remember in the movie where the main villain, the guy, wipes out all of Bruce Willis's character financial records. Threatened to leave him with nothing."

His eyes widen in shock as he stared down at the junior agent. "You can do that." he gulped.

"I can do worse."

Gulping again. "How worse. Like Sandra Bullock's character in The Net where a computer genius has her entire life erased and it was if she was never born."

Tim grinned. "Something along those lines yes."

"Humph." Tony blew as he sat back in the chair. Who knew his partner, Timothy McGee, could be so diabolical. "That would be bad for me. Really bad."

"I know but I would never do that because you're my friend. You're probably the best guy friend I have."

"That goes double for me McGenius." Tony smiled, happily finding peace for the first time and no longer wondering if he was hated by the younger man in any way.

I don't know if McGee is really capable of doing something like that but I like to think that he is. And for all those who have seen Live Free or Die Hard, he took a helicopter out with a car. Awesome.