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45 minutes later there was a knock on the door and then the door barged open to show Leroy Jethro Gibbs in all his glory followed by Kate, McGee and Abby.
2/26/13: Just doing some editing and grammar checks. Nothing major.
"Where is he?" Gibbs asked getting right to the point.
"In his room the medicine should be on the nightstand." Tony said getting up to get a new glass of water for Dean, "Be careful he was throwing things before." Tony said handing the glass to Gibbs and leading his boss to Dean's room.
"Don't worry about me; it's your brother that should be worried." Gibbs replied walking through the bedroom door and closed it behind him.
Entering the room Gibbs pulled up the empty chair he saw abandoned on the left side of Dean's bed and sat down. "Hey Dean time to wake up" he said setting the water down on the table where he saw the medicine and observed the wet spot still dripping from the wall and the broken glass scattered across the floor. "I said time to wake up. You need your medicine and I'm not leaving until you take it."
Dean woke up and looked at Gibbs as if he had grown two heads and rolled over to face away from the older man.
"I'm not going anywhere so you may as well face me and take your medicine. Your brothers are worried about you and so is everybody else. We just want you to get better; do you think your Dad would want you to act like this?" Gibbs asked walking over to the other side of bed to face Dean. Whatever reaction he'd been expecting it wasn't the one he received. When Gibbs mentioned his Dad he burst into tears and with more strength then Gibbs thought the sick, young teen possessed clung to Gibbs sobbing into his shoulder. The pair of them sat like that for what felt like hours Gibbs rubbing and whispering to the distraught teen before him.
"You know after my girls were killed I didn't feel much like talking either. I pushed everyone away and tried to take my troubles away with alcohol. Ended up pushing away my Dad and all my friends from the Corps all I wanted was revenge and I got it too. But Dean you are young and have so many people that care about and love you. I would hate to see you push them all away; we just want what is best for you. Anytime you need somebody to talk to you have people who want to help you and listen to you." Gibbs said pulling Dean into a more comfortable position resting his head against Gibbs shoulder. "Dean we just want you to get better. Can you take your medicine please?"
Dean picked his head wearily off of Gibbs's shoulder and turned his puffy red eyes up to Gibbs and nodded his head.
"Thank you." Gibbs answered taking the boy's silent nod as the permission that was needed for him to get his medicine. Keeping his arm around the teen he reached to grab the two pills that were sitting on the nightstand and the plastic glass of water. Dean took the medicine without a problem and handed the glass back to Gibbs.
"Alright kiddo I'll let you sleep now. I'm sure someone will be in here shortly to see how you are doing." Gibbs said laying Dean down carefully on the bed and covered the boy back up.
Once he made sure that Dean was sleeping he got up quietly and walked out of the room closing the door behind him. Back in the living room he heard the rest of his team and the hunters talking and laughing as if nothing had happened. Looking towards the hallway Tony saw his boss walking towards the rest of the group with a heartbroken expression.
"Hey Boss how did it go? Did you get him to take his medicine?" Tony asked going to get his Boss a cup of hot coffee.
"Yeah he got it he's sleeping now."
"Thanks for coming so fast Gibbs. Why don't you sit down and relax for a little bit. We are talking about the trip." Tony said offering the coffee and walking back to the living room where everyone was writing down notes and talking about the trip.
"Why don't we all carpool to the airport so we don't have so many cars sitting there?" McGee offered looking to the group around him.
"That sounds like a good idea Probie. " Tony answered taking a seat on the end of the couch next to Abby.
"What time do we need to be at the airport Thursday?" Kate asked from her spot next to Caleb.
"The plane leaves at 9 so I was thinking that we should probably be there around 7." Tony answered reaching for his mug.
"What would you like us to bring?" Abby asked.
The rest of the morning was passed with making preparations for the funeral and talking about different things. Before they knew it it was nearly three in the afternoon and the group decided that they should probably get going.
"If you have any more problems Tony you just let me know and I will be over to help." Gibbs said grabbing his coat from where he had thrown it when he first arrived. The rest of the team had already left with Ducky.
"Thanks Boss but I think I got it." Tony answered leaning against the Island in the kitchen while Bobby listened to Sam reading to him from his new book and Caleb was using his computer.
"I'll be seeing you then." Gibbs answered walking out the door leaving the hunters to their own devices.
Turning from the door Tony headed back to Dean's room to check on him and then he was going to start packing. Opening the door he noticed that Dean was no longer in his bed and he wasn't too worried at first figuring he must have gone to the bathroom. When he walked further into the room he saw Dean on the other side of the bed picking up glass shards from the floor where the glass had connected with the wall.
"Dean what are you doing?" Tony asked surprised and went to kneel next to his brother. "You should be more careful you could have cut yourself." Tony said picking up the trashcan from the side of the bed and brought it between them.
"I'm worried about you kiddo." Tony said picking up some of the small shards while Dean was picking up the bigger ones.
Looking down at his watch he saw that it was nearing four o'clock time for Dean's medicine. Standing up and stretching his back Tony went to grab Dean's pill bottles from the drawer in the night table. "Come on buddy time to take your meds. "
Dean looked over his shoulder motioning with his full hand towards the mess that was still on the floor. Dumping his load into the trash he went back to picking up the pieces from the floor.
"It's not going anywhere but you need to take your medicine." Tony said holding out the medicine in his hand and the glass of water. "I know you don't like it but your brother and I need you to get better so we can go to South Dakota."
Looking up with a puzzled expression he took the medicine while Tony explained, "We are going to Uncle Bobby's for Dad's funeral. Pastor Jim will be there along with Gibbs and the rest of the team. "
Swallowing the medicine and handing back the empty glass of water Dean got up from the floor and lay down in his bed curling up in his covers with a shiver. "You cold buddy" Tony asked reaching over to feel Dean's forehead noting that it was still hot but nowhere near the dangerous level it had been this morning. "Here let's get you back into your hoodie."
Tony helped Dean into his sweatshirt and noticed how even that small task seemed to take all the energy from him. Laying Dean down the teen's eyes slowly drifting shut he whispered, "Sweet dreams Dean."
Picking up the trashcan and the empty glass he left the room to take care of the trash can and empty glass. Walking back from replacing the trashcan in the bathroom after cleaning it out he was surprised to see Dean hobbling into the living room still wrapped in his quilt.
"Dean what are you doing? Did you need something?" Tony asked hurrying to his brother's side going to catch him before he fell.
Dean looked up at him and leaned in for a hug. Tony hugged him back but was shocked at the gesture what did Gibbs say to him? I might have to thank him for whatever he said to Dean it really seems to have affected him.
"Let's go see everyone they all missed you." Tony said leading Dean back to the living room. Walking into the open area Sammy looked up from his book and saw Dean.
"Dean!" Sammy called dropping his book onto the couch where had previously been sitting and ran to his older brother crashing into him. Caught off guard and in his weakened state he fell from Tony's grasp and landed on the floor with Sammy on top of him.
"You guys ok?" Tony asked bending down to help his brothers off the floor.
"Yeah I'm ok Tony. How about you Dean?" Sam asked.
Dean was lying on the floor wheezing and holding his head.
"Dean what's wrong?" Tony asked getting back down on his knees and checking to see what was wrong. Dean continued to hold his head, "Come one bud let me see what's wrong." Tony said attempting to push away the hands that were covering the teen's head. Finally succeeding in pushing away one of the hands he saw a thin red coat on the fingers he had pulled away.
"Dean?" Tony questioned and pulled the other hand away. Finally getting the other hand away he saw the spot where Dean had connected with the floor of the hospital and saw that it must've have gotten hit in the recent tumble with Sam and it looked like one of the stitches had broken and started to bleed.
"Sam can you get Caleb for me?" Tony asked trying to block the view from Sam who would probably start freaking out from the blood.
Sam left without question and got Caleb from the table bringing him back over to Tony.
"Caleb go get the first aid kit from the bathroom." Tony commanded picking up Dean and taking him over to the overstuffed chair in the living room holding the sleeve of his shirt to his forehead to stop the bleeding.
"What's wrong Dean? Did I hurt you?" Sam asked Dean coming to stand opposite of Tony and looked into Dean's eyes daring him to avoid eye contact.
Dean looked back and forth from Tony to Sam but didn't say anything quickly glancing back and forth between his brothers finally landing a glance with Tony pleading him to answer Sam.
"You didn't do anything wrong Sam it was an accident. He just broke a stitch he'll be fine." Tony replied as Caleb came back with the first aid kit.
"Sammy why don't we go and finish that chapter you were working on before while they take care of Dean." Bobby said coming over and scooping up the youngest member of their small family and took him back to the couch.
"Caleb you think you can replace this stitch?" Tony asked pulling back his sleeve so Caleb could assess the damage.
Setting the kit on the floor Caleb knelt next to Tony and looked at the wound, "I think if we put a butterfly bandage on it it should be fine." Caleb answered pulling out the specified bandage and taped it to Dean's forehead but not without a wince from the young hunter.
"Sorry buddy I'll get you an ice pack."
The rest of the evening brought the small family some peace after the stressful week. Bobby and Caleb sat bickering about the best rifle; Smith and Wesson versus Winchester, Sam continued to read out of his book sitting on Tony's lap and Dean watched infomercials on the TV. Was it normal? Absolutely not but it was a start.
A/N: So was this ok? Sorry it took me so long to update I sprained my thumb, leaving me in a weird brace for a week and then our internet was out. Any don't forget to review; I only received two for last chapter. Keep on reading and don't forget to update.