Abby got the call halfway through running tests for another team. At first, she actually thought someone had been fatally injured, her stomach clenching at the thought of McGee or Ziva being dead (because Tony wasn't supposed to be in the field, Ducky had told him not to), but the knot loosened slightly when she realized the injured party was just being brought to Ducky. Meaning, the wound wasn't fatal.
Abby left the tests running, synchronizing her phone up with her computer so it would beep if it got any hits, and headed toward Autopsy. She kept expecting to see Ziva and McGee, perhaps with a slight concussion or a sprained appendage, but froze when she spotted who it really was.
A part of her wasn't surprised. In fact, all of her wasn't surprised. It's not like he would follow doctor's orders, and even if he did Gibbs would still make him go. He hadn't been shot, stabbed, or fatally wounded. He just hurt his knee in the shower. Hurt his knee trying to keep Abby from getting hurt. And, besides the bruise on her hip from where she hit the edge, she was unhurt.
"Tony, what happened?" Abby demanded walking into Autopsy, gaining a sheepish look as he sat on a metal slab. Abby had a flash of seeing him, lying on the slab, eyes closed. She barely kept a shudder at bay.
"The lad slipped and fell running after a perp," Ducky responded sounding slightly irritated. And he wasn't fully irritated at Tony, Abby could tell, the older man kept throwing fierce glares Gibbs' way.
Gibbs merely ignored the glares, watching Tony with unreadable eyes. "But hey," Tony said quietly, his pant leg up as Ducky checked his knee again. "At least I got the perp."
Gibbs just rolled his eyes, barely keeping a smile at bay, and said, "At least there's that."
"Perhaps next time you'll listen to me when I tell you to stay at your desk," Ducky said handing Tony an ice pack and a bottle of Ibuprofen. "So, stay at your desk."
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Abby helped Tony gimp toward his desk, barely taking in the looks of concern on Ziva's and McGee's faces. She lowered DiNozzo into his chair and then turned to fix the other two agents with a hard glare. "Why is he the one running after bad guys? Aren't you two trained agents, too?"
"Abby, you really don't…" Tony said quietly, but was ignored.
"I would have, Abby," Ziva defended herself. "I would have, but when I looked up I just saw McGee on the ground and Tony halfway out of the alleyway, on the perps heels. He could have shouted or something, I would have chased the guy, but Tony is so damn stubborn
"McGee, you were on the ground?" Abby said losing her bite, turning to look at the other agent. He had a slowly developing shiner around his left eye, and Abby was at his side seconds later. "Oh, Timmy, why didn't you go to Ducky?"
"I'm fine," McGee said quietly, locking eyes on his computer screen. "Besides, Ziva swears she heard a pop when Tony went down."
"A pop?" Abby said whirling around to look at the other agent. "You never mentioned a pop."
"There was a pop, Abbs," Gibbs said coming into the bullpen. "Don't you have work?"
"Why would you let him go, Gibbs?" Abby demanded her green eyes locking on Gibbs' blue ones. "You knew he was hurt, I told you he was hurt, yet you let him go…"
"Abby, stop it," Tony said trying and failing to push himself to his feet. "This is as much my fault as theirs. Just let it go."
Abby turned to say something, but her phone beeped. She pulled it out, a message telling her she found something, and then said, "I should just wrap you all in plastic bubbles and keep you in my lab." And she stormed away, Tony watching her go.
"Told you she would threaten us with plastic bubbles," McGee said quietly giving Tony a small smile. Tony grumbled something before taking out a twenty, crumpling it up, and tossing it at McGee. The younger agent's grin widened as he stooped to pick it up, grabbing his desk as a wave of dizziness hit.
"McGee," Gibbs said and the younger agent slowly looked up. "Go see Ducky."
"On it boss," McGee said without argument, pocketing the twenty before moving toward the back elevators.
"Abby is like Tony's Angel, yes? Fighting for his well-being?" Tony glared at Ziva, her grin widening.
"She's right, DiNozzo," Gibbs responded with small smile. Tony just huffed and returned to his computer…
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Okay, that's the last chapter on Tony's knee (maybe). And, for those of you who liked the Tony shower scene last chapter... I did too :D There may be more in future chapters :P
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