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The dart has traumatic results for the whole group. I'm hoping to have another chapter done some time tomorrow if real life does not get to busy.
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The Claiming.
Pain all encompassing agony as he changed form, he bit his lip to stop a howl escaping.
Ducky could only watch in dismay as the form on the floor changed once again, the huge great wolf once again replaced by the silver hair man.
"Easy Jethro." Ducky offered what comfort he could, he could see the naked form shaking, to his horror a change started once more.
"Ducky how longs this going to go on?" Tony wanted answers as the man writhed in agony on the floor, the sounds of each individual bone snapping and reforming made Tony grit his teeth, the skin stretching, the fur bursting out. Tony had noted that Gibbs wolf form was as impressive as his great wolf shape.
Ducky hated not being able to help his friend, whatever was in the dart he had been struck with was making the man change throughout his three forms with startling regularity. Ducky estimated that Gibbs stayed in one form for no more than five minutes before he changed, and from what he could see every changed was agony for the man.
Tony watched silently as the huge silver wolf's head shook from side to side, he could hear the odd whine coming from the trembling animal, its panting breaths sounding harsh and loud within the confines of the office.
Ducky could see Jethro's eyes rolling and the pain in them made him want to howl in sympathy although he could tell that the man was fighting not to sound out his pain. It should not hurt to shift but clearly the drugs coursing through Gibbs system where obviously causing shear agony as the mans body went through the repetitive changes.
Gibbs head bowed as he felt the change beginning ramping up the agony he was feeling during it successive shift, he felt his limbs elongating, his tendon's stretching to seemingly breaking point, he did not attempt to rise simply laying on the floor as he shifted into which ever form his body decided on, he could not be sure what it would be as he had lost control.
"Jethro try and drink some water." Ducky was glad that he had sent everyone but Tony away once he realised exactly how painful the changes where although he had to promise to keep everyone up to date on what was happening. Tony had helped him spread blankets on the floor during one of the times the quietly suffering man had been in his human form. Ducky kept trying to get the man to take in fluids as the rapid changing must by seriously dehydrating his friend, but Gibbs either could not understand what they wanted him to do or he just did not have the energy.
Tony grimaced as Gibbs curled in on himself the great wolf disappeared and the pale trembling human form body took its place. Tony noted that the usually calm blue eyes where darting around the room, he rushed to the man's side.
"Boss." Tony lifted the man's head and shoulders, he looked appealingly at Ducky as blood trickled from the side of silent man's mouth, he grabbed the hand that was flailing about. "I've got you Boss."
Gibbs back arched and both Tony and Ducky were unsurprised that a painfilled howl rent the air. As once again the man changed, neither blamed the man for finally letting loose the agony he must be feeling.
"Be careful Tony." Ducky did not think that Gibbs in his agonised great wolf form would attack them but he had to warn the other man just to be on the safe side.
"He's gonna be alright isn't he Ducky?" Tony had not moved even when Gibbs human form had changed to the great wolf, the huge head was on his lap, he rubbed the large skull gently trying to comfort as the beast growled, snarled and shook.
"I certainly hope so, hopefully Abigail can give us some answers soon." Ducky grimaced at the snapping and tearing he could hear as Gibbs changed into his four legged wolf form. He rushed forward to help Tony as the wolf tried to stand on shaky legs, the two men gently lowered the heavy body onto the nest of blankets as his legs collapsed under him.
Jimmy paced outside the office he wanted to be in there helping his friends, he had heard the howl of pain, for Gibbs to let out that sound the pain must be immense. Jimmy felt his cell phone vibrate in his pocket he quickly responded to the text from Abby, telling the worried Goth that the shifting was still every five minutes still.
Tony looked at the clock on the wall he could not believe three hours had passed and there had been not let up for the silver haired man, the form changes where still approximately every five men's. He could tell Ducky was seriously worried as Gibbs had ceased to make any noise, the man was barely conscious, Tony had almost cried when Gibbs was in his human form as bruises now covered the man's whole body from the constant strain from shifting between the three forms. Tony could only guess at how Gibbs muscles and tendons must be feeling from the rapid shifting he was doing.
"What are you doing Ducky?" Tony could see the man had begun gathering some medical equipement.
"I want to take Jethro's temperature and listen to his heart and try and get his blood pressure." Ducky calmly informed the worried looking senior field agent.
"Why?" Tony noted that the ME had filled some syringes although with what he could not say.
"I'm not sure how much longer I can let this continue before I try and help." Ducky picked up his stethoscope and digital thermometer, he would wait until the prone man shifted to his human form and then he would try and get his examination done as quickly as he could.
"But you don't know what he's been given." Tony protested. "More drugs could make matters worse."
"I know but I can't let this continue look at the pain Jethro is suffering." Ducky indicated the twitching shaking wolf.
"Alright Ducky." Tony new the older werewolf would do what was best for the suffering man.
Ducky quickly began to examine the pale and sweating Gibbs, he smiled at Tony who gently wiped the blood from Gibbs lips, he could hear Tony softly coaxing the exhausted man to drink. Frowning at the readings he was getting from his sick friend he decided that he would have to speak to Abby and see how close she was to discovering the narcotics the ex-marine had been darted with.
"Ducky?" Tony kept up a soothing rhythm as he ran his hand over the sweaty silver hair, he had managed to the suffering man to take in some much needed water, he was exhausted just witnessing what was happening to his boss and mentor he could only guess at how Gibbs was feeling.
"His temperature is 104.4, his pulse is racing, and his blood pressure is much higher than normal." Ducky moved towards the door. "I'm going to call Abigail and find out if she can tell me when she will have the darts contents analysed."
"Alright." Tony continued his petting as the man disappeared and the great wolf took his place. He watched closely as the sky blue eyes struggled to focus on him, he tried to keep his voice calm and soft as he crooned reassurances at the agonised wolf.
Gibbs fought not to surrender to the encroaching darkness, his who body felt like it had been battered and stretched over and over, he hurt from the tips of his large ears to the tip of his tail. He wanted this experience to end, he wanted his control back, he could not stop the shifting he was doing and every time his body changed he wanted to scream at the sheer nauseating agony. He could hear his senior field agents voice speaking softly to him, but he did not have the energy to reply, his back arched and his claws scrambled against the blankets he was lying on as he felt his bones break and realign as his shaped changed to his four legged form, his tongue lolled out as he could not help the small whine.
"Abigail I need to know how much longer you're going to take." Ducky was pacing as Jimmy watched him speaking with the forensic scientist. "Right as soon as you know anything."
"Will it be much longer Dr Mallard?" Jimmy was wringing his hands together nervously.
"Not according to Abigail." Ducky patted the taller man's shoulder before he headed back to his office.
McGee rushed down to autopsy he had to let Tony know that Vance wanted to know if Gibbs was alright, the director had found out that the team leader had been injured and he wanted an update. McGee had managed to put him off but he had to let the senior field agent that Vance was getting impatient.
"It's been ten minutes Ducky." Tony had been watching the clock, he noted the beginnings of the change, the great wolf shivered and then the bruised body of his boss appeared.
"Hopefully the frequency of the changes will lessen now." Ducky lifted an eyelid as his close friend appeared to be unconscious he did not like the sluggish response he noted. "Jethro can you hear me?"
"I don't think he can answer Ducky." Tony observed as Ducky gently patted the strong jaw.
"Jethro I need you to open your eyes for me, tell me how you feel." Ducky persisted.
A groan was his answer, Ducky did not like how hot the man was, he catalogued the numerous bruises over the naked man's solid body, he cringed as the change began again.
McGee stood silent at the door Jimmy beside him, both men watched in horrified fascination as the huge silver wolf shook like he was beginning electrocuted on the pile of blankets.
"Tony, Vance wants an update, he's getting impatient." McGee moved out of the way as Tony stormed passed him.
"Stay with Ducky Probie." Tony reached the elevator and pressed the button his foot taping as he waited.
"What can I do Ducky?" Tim could see the ME was gently stroking the huge silver wolf, he rushed to the man's other side Jimmy on his heels; he also began to run his hands other the shaking animal.
Ducky was becoming increasingly worried about the wolfs laboured breathing, he could feel the heat pouring off the magnificent animal under his hands. He hoped that he would not have to use the tranquilisers before he got some answers from the missing Goth.
"It's alright Boss." Tim wanted to cry he could feel the body under his stroking hands shaking, the panicked breathing making him wish he could do more.
Jimmy hated being so useless, surely there was some way he could help.
"It's alright Mr Palmer we are doing all we can." Ducky had seen the dismay in the young assistances eyes.
"He's in agony." Palmer whimpered in sympathy as he felt the bones under his hand begin to shift, he could not understand how Gibbs could keep more or less silent,
"The time between his changing is getting longer so that's an improvement." Ducky gave the men a calm smile.
"My god Ducky he's a mass of bruises." Tim did not know where to put his hands; he had not seen the results of the rapid repeated changes on Gibbs wolf forms.
Ducky focused on the pale exhausted face of his old friend, he smiled as the blue eyes fought to open, he waited as the pain filled eyes focused on him.
"Please."
