Part 10

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Gibbs had been staring at DiNozzo senior and hadn't noticed that Tony had got up and launched himself at Gibbs. The force of the bullet hitting Tony knocked Gibbs, Tony and the chair to hit the ground.

Tony felt himself being lifted off Gibbs and pulled to his feet. His father's was livid. He drew back his hand and hit Tony with as much force as he could. He went flying across the room hitting the wall. Gibbs could only watch as the man stomped over to him. "You are the most worthless piece of shit I have ever known." He turned to the man behind him. "Hold him up I want him to see this. I want him to see this scene ever time he closes his eyes. This is his fault." He then turned to the other man," Lift up that chair."

Tony couldn't let this happen. "I'll do anything you want just don't hurt him, please. I'll work for you. Anything!"

"You think I want you to work for me." The man laughed. Tony felt his blood run cold. "I am going to kill him and then I'm going to kill you."

Gibbs looked at the man. "I can understand you hating me but he's your son, your flesh and blood."

DiNozzo senior turned to face him. "My flesh and blood. I could never have produced a weak pathetic creature like this. He's his mother's son, not mine. The only thing I want from him is his money."

"Money?" Tony asked. "I don't have any money."

"Your grandfather put money in a trust for you. It became yours on your 25th birthday. I want it and as your next of kin with you dead I'll get it."

Tony looked confused. "I don't understand. Mother's family didn't have money."

"You really don't know, do you?" DiNozzo said. Tony shook his head. "Your mother came from a wealthy family in Great Britain. Her father cut her off when she married me, refused to see her. But when you were born he put money into a trust fund."

"You can have it, I'll sign it over to you," Tony was grasping at straws. "Take me to the bank and I'll get it for you. Just let him go."

"Tony!" Gibbs said.

"I mean it sir. It's all yours if you just let him go."

An evil look crossed his face. "I don't need either of you. The money's mine as soon as you're dead." He held out his hand to one of his henchmen," Gun. I want to see the look on his face as I pull the trigger."

DiNozzo faced Gibbs pointing the gun at his forehead. "Not such a big man now are you? Going to beg again?" He turned to the other man," Bring that piece of garbage over," he said pointing at Tony. The man hauled him to his feet and dragged him over. Tony stumbled and fell into the man's arms.

"Now for the good part," DiNozzo said. Then they all heard the sound of sirens.

"Give up now," Tony said.

"They're too late for you both," and he lifted the gun up. Gibbs stared straight at his face. A shot was fired and Gibbs watched as a hole appeared in the centre of DiNozzo's head. He dropped to the ground in front of him. Tony was standing with a gun in his hand. The two other men ran for the door. Tony dropped to his knees the gun slipping from his fingers. He looked up at Gibbs.

"I had to save you," was all he said before falling to the floor.

Tony felt as if his head had a brass band playing in it. He felt someone put their hand round the back of his head and lift it to a cup. He tried to shake the hand away but a voice said," Tony, drink this for me." It was his dad. He took a small sip and then felt his head laid gently down on the pillow. He hadn't the energy to stay awake.

The next time he woke he heard two people talking," He'll be fine Gibbs. We're giving him antibiotics just as a precaution. His chest is slightly congested." Tony recognised the voice as Brad Pitt's, his doctor when he had the plague. He heard the door open and then close.

He heard someone sit on the seat beside his bed. "You can open your eyes now, Tony," Gibbs said.

Tony opened them slowly and winced as the bright light hit them. "You okay?"

"Thanks to you I am. Where did you get the gun?"

"I took it off the goon when I bumped into him." He shut his eyes again.

"Stop it!" Gibbs said. "It wasn't your fault."

"He really hated me, didn't he?"

Gibbs couldn't lie. "Yes son I'm sorry. What did he mean when he said you were your mother's son?"

"Seems my mum had an affair and I was the product. He took all his anger out on me."

Gibbs got up off the chair and sat beside him. He gently pulled him into his arms. "I've got you." Tony started to cry. They sat like that for a long time. "You do know that I love you?" Gibbs said.

Tony nodded. "I know. I had to kill him. I couldn't let him destroy the one good thing I'd found." Gibbs ran his fingers through his hair. "I didn't mean for you to get caught up in all this. He said if I went with him he'd leave you all alone. I just wanted to do the right thing."

"The right thing would have been to tell me what had happened. You should have come to me. That's what families do."

"I didn't want you hurt. He threatened all of you."

"And what about you? He beat you."

"I do.."

"Don't you dare say you don't matter? If you weren't hurt I'd tan your backside for you. You are the MOST IMPORTANT thing in my life."

"And mine," Jack said from the door.

"Jack!" Tony said with relief. "You got here."

"I was waiting at home for my grandson to appear."

"Sorry."

"Don't ever put me through that again," Jack said. "I nearly lost you." He went over and pulled him into a hug. Tony winced. "Did I hurt you?" Jack pulled back.

"I'm okay."

"Truth?" Jack said.

"Well?"

"Tony we are going to have to work on you actually telling us how you are. We don't want to hear you're fine when you're not. Let us take care of you."

"When can I go home?" Tony asked quickly changing the subject.

"As soon as you want," Ducky said coming in. "Brad says as long as you take your medicine and rest you can go."

"I don't like..."

"He'll take it." Tony made to argue. "And there won't be any arguments, will there, son?" Gibbs glared at him daring him to disagree.

"They make me feel sick," Tony whined.

"Not if you eat with them," Ducky said.

"You know I don't like pills," he turned to Jack. "They really make me feel awful, Grandpa." He gave him his puppy dog look as Abby like to call it.

"Don't even start with those looks, your Grandfather is not taken in with them."

There was a commotion outside the door and Abby burst in. "Look what I got," she held up a bear sitting in a red sports car. "It's a Magnum bear. McGee found it on the Internet. Do you like it?" She handed it to Tony.

"I love it Abbs. Thanks McGee." Tony said. Abby went round and tied a balloon to the back of his bed.

"I brought these cookies," Ziva said. "Abby says they are your favourites."

"Thanks."

He didn't know what to say. He looked at Gibbs. "Right everyone, my place tonight for pizza," Gibbs said.

"What about Tony?" Abby asked.

"He'll be there as well, resting on the sofa."

"You're getting home, grrrreat."

"They're going to be keeping me prisoner, Abbs. I've got to take my pills and rest." He was hoping to get some sympathy.

"After what you put us through you deserve it," she said. Tony's mouth fell open. He couldn't believe Abby was saying that.

"And now we need to get him home," Gibbs said.

TBC

The explanation of what happened after Tony passed out will be in the next chapter.