The next day McGee, Abby, and Ellie joined Ducky, Tony, and Gibbs. They decided to stay for a few hours after lunch, noticing the pain he was in. It had been two hours after lunch when the next nightmare hit. It was the same one where McGee wouldn't wake up. Abby was shocked when his head started violently turning from side to side. By the time he started mumbling Tony and Ducky had a hand on his shoulder and Ellie hand hers running through his hair. Abby started crying when his mumbles became understandable, McGee held her. Gibbs trying to move around but they gently held him down. He started whimpering.

"Jethro we are all fine."

"Come on boss, it's okay." Said Tony.

"We're here Gibbs. Wake up." Ellie said.

"They haven't been this bad." Tony whispered while Ellie brushed away a few stray hairs from his face.

"He has a fever, Duck." Ellie told them.

Ducky felt his forehead, "It is most definitely over 102 degrees." He went to the door and asked for a thermometer and ice packs.

"Yes it is 103.3"

They pulled back the blankets and put ice packs on him. McGee put some on the sides of his neck. Abby and Ellie put some under his armpits, while Tony and Ducky put a few on his groin. They just lifted the gown slightly to give the girls and Gibbs privacy. They put the gown back but kept the blankets off.

Tony said. He mumbled slightly and started kicked. They had to hold him down to keep him from getting hurt. "Boss…Boss it's okay."

"shh…shh you're okay Gibbs." Ellie cooed. His kicking slowed slightly.

"Jethro you have a high fever; we have to use the ice." Ducky told him and he calmed even more at their voices. He mumbled and whimpered slightly.

"I know boss; sorry we'll take it off once your fevers down." Tony reassured him.

Gibbs stopped moving when he realized they were there. Everyone shared a look as he opened his eyes; the fogginess from the fever concerning. He was shivering from the cold, fever, and pain. He couldn't hold back a few groans.

"It's okay Gibbs." Abby said. He whimpered, everyone looked concerned as his teeth chattered.

"m' c-c-col-led." He mumbled, barely audible.

"I now boss, I know. Sorry." He said as Gibbs' shivering increased. Ducky checked the thermometer.

"It's been ten minutes and it's down to 101."

They started taking the ice off, letting him turn onto his left and curl up. They cover him up with a sheet, lifting him up slightly and wrapped him in the sheet. He was like a rag doll. Gibbs clutched the sheet in his hand pulling it up under his chin. They sat down and checked him every once in a while.

"Hey Ducky how much does he weight; I don't think he's underweight. We're family so we need to watch out for him." Tony said.

"He has lost 50lbs the past six months with the constant back-to-back cases, forgetting to eat and all. It's not an unhealthy amount, unlike the method. He is on the thin side of healthy but not worrisome at all really. He never weighed a lot, with the need to stay light on his feet, the job and all. He weighs 135lbs." Ducky informed them. Gibbs moaned and everyone jumped up.

He batted Ducky's hand as went to feel his forehead, he moaned in pain. Ducky used this to his advantage holding his forearm down parallel to his head and felt his forehead. He looked around at them Ducky and Tony were by his head, McGee and Abby by him, and Ellie by Ducky.

"You still have a fever of 102°" Ducky told him.

"Tony."

"Yeah?"

"bag." He gasped out. Tony handed him one and lifted his head as he violently vomited. Ducky, Abby and Ellie rubbed his back.

An hour later the nurse gave him a bag of antibiotics in a cold solution to help his fever. It turned out he had a slight infection. They all stayed with him that night, they had shifts in a way either. Half slept while the others rubbed his back, holding the vomit bag, or checking his fever.