A few hours later: Tony walked into Penelope's lair and said " Hey looks like you get me for company for a while lucky penny. I'm here until my stitches get removed. My shirt however might be a lost cause." He tossed the purple shirt into the trash can that he had been wearing earlier.
She said " Let me try something with it tonight? If I remember something my mom did for spots I think I can save it."
He shrugged. "If you can Pen I would appreciate it a lot. It is my favorite shirt after all."
There was a gauze pad with adhesive tape on his left arm over his newly applied stitches. He sat down on her couch and looked at his antibiotic prescription and his mild painkiller one. Then his cell phone tweeted.
" Hey Gibbs. Oh they did did they? It's just a graze. Got four stitches. Have to take it easy for a while until they come out, left arm. The guy is in police custody and I pity him, Agent Morgan tends to get angry when someone hurts one of his friends."
" Jet is right here with me sleeping on her pillow and being spoiled by her favorite human Penelope. Emily is still out in the field wrapping things up. It was a cold case that turned into a hot one."
" Sure cowboy steak always sounds good. Let me check with Emily though. I'll call you." Then he hung up the phone.
He sighed. " Gibbs worries when I'm hurt. Or any of his team. Even when its not a big deal. "
Penelope nodded. " Rossi gets that way too sometimes. Maybe it's the marine thing.