Gibbs entered Tony's room to find Abby and Tony watching TV. Abby looked afraid, but her eyes were glued to the screen anyway. Tony didn't seem to be scared, but his eyes also looked glassy, like he had been given some sort of drug to help with his pain. Gibbs had a feeling that Tony wasn't really taking anything in.

"Hey, guys," said Gibbs from the doorway. "What are you watching?"

"It's a horror movie, Gibbs," said Abby. "It's really scary." She made no attempt to move though. She looked like she was protecting Tony from whatever was scaring the people in the movie.

"Why don't you change the channel?"

"Couldn't find the control," Tony said sleepily.

Gibbs nodded. He put the bag of clothes he had gotten for Tony onto the windowsill and moved to the bed. The control was hanging on the side, so he grabbed it and turned the TV off.

"Thanks, boss-man," said Abby as she sighed with relief.

"What's with Tony?" Gibbs asked, indicating the glassy-eyed look on the young man's face.

"Brad gave him morphine for his pain, but Tony was tired already. He didn't want to sleep until he saw you."

Gibbs smiled. "Well, bud, I'm here. You can go to sleep."

Tony shook his head. "You'll leave."

"No, I won't. I'm staying here, remember?"

Slowly, Tony nodded. "All night?"

"Yes, all night."

"Okay." Tony yawned and put his head onto Abby's shoulder. His eyes shut and he was asleep instantly.

"You want to stay a while Abby? Visiting hours aren't over for another ten minutes."

"No. I need to get going." Abby gently lifted Tony's head off her shoulder and laid him on the bed, covering him with the blanket. She kissed his cheek, then placed Bert under his injured arm for comfort. "I love you, big brother," Abby whispered to Tony. "I'll come back tomorrow with Chinese food for lunch. I'll see if Sister Rosita can come and visit too. I know how much you love her."

Gibbs watched on with happiness. Abby and Tony had always been close- she had been the one to ultimately make Tony love working for NCIS. He was glad that, if anything, their relationship seemed stronger than before he had gone to Mexico.

"Go home, not to work," said Gibbs.

"That was the plan. I'm ready for dinner and bed. I love Tony, so I want to be rested before I come in tomorrow."

Tony was sleeping peacefully, so Gibbs got comfortable on the couch and closed his eyes. He had just fallen asleep when he heard the heart monitor get faster. He was off the couch and at Tony's side at the same time that the door opened and a nurse hurried in.

"What's wrong with him?" Gibbs asked.

"He's agitated. Did he get upset?"

"I don't know. He was sleeping peacefully, so I thought I'd try and get some sleep too."

The nurse nodded. She gently shook Tony's uninjured shoulder until he woke up.

"He's not calming down," Gibbs said worriedly once Tony was awake.

"It's a nightmare. He's not actually awake. I'll give him a mild sedative to calm him down."

"Do you have to?"

"It's better for him. If we don't calm him down and his heart rate gets any higher, he will be at risk for any number of problems."

"Can I try first?"

"Sure."

Gibbs picked up Tony's uninjured hand and squeezed it gently. "Tony, buddy, you're in the hospital. You can relax now."

Nothing changed with that statement. Tony continued to struggle against against some invisible attacker and his heart rate started rising again.

"Sorry, Agent Gibbs, but Tony's health has to be my top priority. I can't let him get worse." The nurse held Tony's right arm down and quickly injected a sedative. She waited a few minutes as Tony finally relaxed, then used her stethoscope to make sure that Tony's breathing was normal again. "He's okay now, but I doubt that the sedative will last all night long. If he starts getting agitated again, and you can't calm him after two minutes, let us know so we can give him something to help."

"Is this going to be a common occurrence?"

"Possibly. I'd suggest that he talks to someone, if only to help him calm down and stop the nightmares. Try and get him to talk to you first, because he's probably more comfortable with you than a stranger." The nurse fixed the blankets and stroked Tony's head softly until Tony was completely calm again. "He'll be okay by the morning. Try and sleep, Agent Gibbs."

Gibbs nodded and returned to the couch after putting Bert on Tony's right side so that he could cuddle it if he needed to. He closed his eyes after watching Tony for ten minutes, but sleep took a lot longer to come.

Tony opened his eyes to sunlight streaming in. He noticed that Gibbs was asleep on the couch, so he reached for the call button and pressed it.

"Hello, Tony," said a young nurse. "How are you feeling?"

"Sore."

"I'll get you some pain relief." The nurse left and returned a minute later with a syringe. "It's morphine, but just a half dose for now. Your doctor will be down shortly to check on you."

Tony was glad for the morphine, but knew something was wrong immediately. He looked up at the man standing over him and tried to call out to Gibbs, but he was dizzy and couldn't bring himself to talk. He watched helplessly as the man that had pretended to be a nurse left him unable to breathe as his lungs slowly filled with fluid.