Part 11

Tony felt so sick, he couldn't understand why he was moving from side to side. He opened his eyes and managed to say sick before a cardboard bowl was stuck under his head. He felt lousy. "We'll soon be there," Gibbs said.

"Dad?"

"Yes, I'm here. Everything is going to be fine. Grandpa and Ducky are here as well." He felt Tony relax in his arms.

The ambulance pulled up at the hospital and Tony was rushed in. Ducky explained to the doctor about Tony's shoulder wound. "He's been travelling with this injury?" the doctor asked surprised.

"He was supposed to be resting at home but he was taken on holiday by someone."

"I don't know what kind of doctor would allow that. Has he been taking his medication?"

"We don't know," Ducky said. He turned to Michael. "Has he?"

"I don't know, he had a nurse looking after him. I'm sure he would make sure he took it."

Gibbs turned to Tony who was lying very still on the trolley in A & E. "Have you been taking your medication Tony?"

Tony nodded. No way was he going to admit that he might have missed a few doses. Gibbs seemed pissed and he didn't want his anger turned on him.

"We'll hook him up to an IV with antibiotics and get him moved to a ward."

"I'd like a private room for my grandson," Sir Michael said.

"Very well. He'll have the same doctors that are on the ward."

"I can get my physician to come in, he works on Harley Street."

Gibbs had had enough. "No you won't. You've already had your doctors looking after him and look what happened. Tony can have the private room but he'll be looked after by the doctors here and Ducky."

"Young Anthony here works for a government department in Washington and I am his personal physician there."

"You're an ME," Sir Michael said.

"I was trained at Edinburgh University Sir Michael, one of the best medical schools in the world. I think you would agree young man," he directed this to the doctor.

"Yes sir, I would. I graduated from there as well."

"I better fill you in on Anthony's medical history." He led the young doctor away.

Gibbs turned to Michael," What the hell were you playing at? Taking him from place to place when he wasn't well enough. You could have killed him."

"He was fine. I asked him how he was and he told me everything was alright. Do you think I wanted this to happen? He's my grandson."

"Why did you block all our calls to him?" Gibbs asked glaring at Michael again.

"He what?" Tony asked from the trolley. He looked at Michael. "Why?

"I wanted some time with you. They would have..."

"Got in the way?" Gibbs asked.

Tony looked up at Gibbs," You wanted to talk to me?" Tony asked.

"Of course. What on Earth has been going through that mind of yours? I never expected you to want to go and stay with Michael. I wanted you at home."

"Then why did you let me go?"

"I thought you wanted to go. I didn't think it was forever." Gibbs reached down and kissed him on the forehead.

"I thought you didn't want me," Tony said in a small voice.

"I'll always want you. NEVER DOUBT THAT AGAIN." He saw a look of relief cross Tony's face as his eyes closed.

Tony woke in a lovely small room. Gibbs was lying on a small put up bed. The door opened and a nurse came in. "Good morning Mr. D..."

"Tony. And it's Tony Gibbs not DiNozzo." Gibbs smiled as he heard that. He knew they still had a lot to discuss but at least now they were both heading in the same direction. He stretched and got up.

"You must be Tony's father?" the nurse said.

"Got that in one."

"Your father is outside with another gentleman. Is it alright to let them in?"

"Yes."

Ducky and Jack walked in. "You look a lot better," Jack said going over and giving Tony a hug. "Don't ever scare me like that again."

"Well I have to say Anthony Jack is right."

"I do feel better. Is there anything to eat?" he asked the nurse hopefully.

"I'll get your tray." She carried in a tray and set it in front of Tony.

"Coffee?" he asked hopefully.

"Orange juice," she answered. "Porridge, toast and marmalade. And your pills."

Tony wrinkled his nose. "Eat," Gibbs said. "After you've eaten then we'll talk." Tony gulped. That he was not looking forward to.

He ate his breakfast under the watchful eyes of his dad, grandpa and Ducky. He felt much better after he'd eaten. "When can I go home?"

Ducky smiled. "You won't be going anywhere until the doc says," Gibbs looked him right in the eye," And there will be no arguments of any kind."

"I..."

"Tony!" the warning was clear in the tone Gibbs used.

A doctor came in. "You look much better this morning. If your guests would just step out for a minute I'll have a look at your wound."

They went out, Sir Michael was coming along the corridor. "The doctor is examining him just now," Ducky said.

"This looks much better," he said. "I don't understand how the infection set in. Did you have any problems taking your pills, did they make you sick?"

Tony went slightly red. "I might have forgotten to take one or two," he said in a soft voice.

The doctor smiled. He realised Tony didn't want anyone outside to hear. "Your secret is safe with me but I think Dr. Mallard will work out what happened."

"My life won't be worth living if Dad finds out. He's pretty strict about me taking my pills on time and until they're finished."

"I wouldn't like to get on his wrong side," the doctor agreed.

"And Jack and Ducky aren't much better. I'll be lucky if they let me out of their sight."

"You're a lucky man to have people who care about you so much."

Tony thought about this,"I guess I am. When will I be able to leave?"

"I think another day in hospital and then you can leave. But I'd prefer you didn't try to go home for a few days. Give your shoulder time to heal a bit more."

"Thanks."

The doctor left and Ducky, Jack, Gibbs and Michael entered.

"I'm glad you're looking better," Michael said. Gibbs muttered something under his breath and Michael went red. "I hope you will be well enough to travel. I'd like to take you to my estate in Scotland so you can see where your mother grew up."

Gibbs saw the flash of interest in Tony's eyes. "I don't know," Tony said.

"We're all on leave," Ducky said," And I would love to visit the Highlands again. I used to spend quite a bit of my time there as a child. I had relatives I used to visit. It's a very beautiful place."

"Of course you are all invited," Michael added. He had seen the look Tony gave Gibbs, there was no way Tony would go without him.

"The doc said I wasn't to fly but he didn't say anything about going in a car."

"I shall go ask him," Ducky said. "After all I will be there to look after your health."

"Can we dad?" Tony asked.

"Sure Tony. Anything you want," Gibbs answered.

TBC