A/N: Well… that's my coursework done for a few days so I can try get this wrapped up. Please let me know if you would like to read another story with Were!Gibbs and Were!Tony.

Thank you Alder for putting up with me, you have the patience of a whole convent full of nuns… hey we should go bowling!

Disclaimer: Not mine, if they were Kate would still be around and possibly in a straight jacket from all Tony's jokes.

P.S. reviews really do make me a happy Kitty… am new and insecure *huge eyes*

Chapter 14

Tony started pacing up and down the room. The three were-wolves had moved into the outer room, dragging the now unconscious form of Gerard with them. They had less than three hours in which to find a way to make this acceptable to the humans. Gibbs watched the anxious younger man and worried. If he couldn't calm Tony down then the agent could easily change back to his wolf form, something they couldn't afford with agents incoming. At least he had received the news that the helicopters had had to abort their flight, weather conditions had worsened, making flying in the mountains too dangerous. The team and the task force were coming in by truck.

"So, you are actually a were-wolf…not…human. She is also a were-wolf and was hunting this guy. And he is some idiot from France who wanted his own were-wolf army….because?" Tony did another length of the room, arms waving to demonstrate his agitation.

"Tony, look…you need to calm down. Gibbs couldn't…" Rhi spoke quietly and reached out toward the upset agent.

"Calm DOWN?!" DiNozzo turned towards Rhi with a snarl. "That friggin' lunatic has ruined my life…my Boss, the man I trusted most with my life, has been lying to me the entire time I've known him…about this, about his family…why should I even trust him anymore? And you? You act all weak and like you need saving…getting my trust…when you were probably the scariest damn thing in that park! Now I have to deal with becoming a monster and you want me to relax? I don't know about you lady, but I think I'm entitled to freak out a little right now."

Gibbs took a defensive stance as he watched Tony. The younger man was showing more signs of aggression and Jethro was nervous, just because he'd been able to bring Tony down once, didn't mean he could do it again. With being in such a volatile state the new were-wolf could shift forms at any time, he had yet to learn control. Gibbs realised he had to take command of the situation now, before it got any more out of hand.

"Tony, stand down. We can't achieve anything while you aren't thinking," he said…on being ignored he put both telepathic and Alpha command into his instructions, "DiNozzo! Sit. Down. Now!"

Surprised, the agent in question immediately sat in an old office chair, his body obeying the order without consulting him. He had always instinctively followed Gibbs' commands, though never without at least choosing to follow them. He had never been afraid to question his boss and freely went his own way when he thought the situation merited it. Tony was shocked by how his newly changed body and mind responded to the present of a dominant Alpha.

"Now," Gibbs continued, happy to see the frantic motion had ceased, at least temporarily, "we need to keep you calm enough that you won't shift when around the others. They can not know about us, Tony, they can't know about what that dirt-bag did to you, do you understand? Obviously they'll know about the torture and the drugs, but there is a reason we don't tell just anyone about what we are. You'd end up in a lab for the rest of your life being a guinea pig! And for what reason? You'd lose any chance you have left at a normal life."

Tony just stared at his mentor, his eyes glazing as reality began to sink in. Everything had changed. He was no longer the Anthony DiNozzo that he was before Gerard captured him and worse, there was no way back. To make matters worse his senses were still spiking, overwhelming him at every turn. He wanted to gag at the metallic, sweet scent of Lepatier's blood, he could hear the heartbeats of everyone in the room…his own was fit to burst out his chest. The light was fairly dim, a single bulb on a bare wire the only source, yet he could still see in perfect detail. Wiping the back of his hand across his face Tony accidentally tasted some of the sweat and blood on his hands, before he even consciously thought of moving he was over the waste basket, heaving up the remains of the pizza he had eaten earlier. When the smell hit his newly sensitive nose he was gagging again.

Rhi went to him swiftly, a bottle of water and a cloth in her hands. Gently, she helped the younger man clean up a bit whilst Gibbs took the can outside. Tony leant against the redhead and panted, he was terrified of the changes within his own body and his inability to control it.

"One question," he said weakly. "If my sense of taste is gonna be like that now…how can Gibbs drink that stuff he calls coffee?"

Rhi laughed, relieved that he was able to see some humour in the situation. She looked up to see Gibbs smirking in the doorway. She could feel how protective he was of the younger man and it made her glad, with an Alpha as powerful as Gibbs on his side, Tony had a chance of surviving, though the final decision still lay with the Council.

"Do you think he'll be ok?" Rhi used her telepathy to hide her worry from Tony.

"He'd better, I haven't given permission otherwise," was the only response.

Tony dozed, he was still weak from the days of torture and shifting forms took an incredible amount of energy. The two True-Born watched over him and checked on the unconscious prisoner. Tony had done a lot of damage in his attack, huge lacerations covering Lepatier's arms and upper torso. Gibbs wasn't sure whether he would make it, even if they got him to hospital. If he was honest with himself though, he couldn't find it in himself to feel any sympathy for the man. He was sorry about how it would affect DiNozzo though.

Tony jolted to fully awake when Gerard moaned. The Frenchman had developed a fever and appeared to be fighting either bad dreams or hallucinations. Tony watched, seeing the damage he had done for the first time. Before, he had avoided looking at his captor. Seeing the damage his beast had caused distressed the young were-wolf, his memories of his time in wolf-form were muted and distorted by the fact his animal side had been in control.

He started pacing again, shaking his head to try to rid it of the partial memories, of the taste of blood in his mouth. It horrified him that the memory of the taste didn't disgust him, rather it fuelled the blood-lust. DiNozzo felt the rage against Lepatier rise in him again, he wanted to kill him…however this time his human side was in control and holding his beast in check. Both of the other were-wolves couldn't help but hear and feel Tony's thoughts and emotions, his agitated state broadcasting them loud and clear.

"Tony…you need to relax, control your anger…if you let it control you then you will shift. We don't have long until the others get here," Gibbs warned. "I'd better let you know now, you're gonna have to move in with me for a while, take a chunk of leave too, until we get you trained up…you're too much of a liability 'til then."

DiNozzo battled with himself. He was determined to show his boss that he was strong enough to control this, but it was all too new and his resentment towards Gibbs came crashing down once again. Even as his logical side realised that there was no way Gibbs could have shared this, the younger agent's fears and insecurities drove him towards utter fury. He was upset that he couldn't be trusted, when he was the good guy here! None of this was his fault, yet he had to be pulled out the field, move in with his boss like he was a little kid not safe on his own!

He turned, snarling with that deep inhuman tone, the furious man took a step towards Gibbs, feeling that cool sensation of shifting start…then it all went dark as the ex-marine's fist connected with his jaw with a resounding click.

Gibbs shook his hand and looked down at the unconscious form of his thankfully human, agent, his sensitive ears hearing the trucks pull into the village. Relieved that Tony would now be safe until they could get him somewhere secluded, Gibbs huffed out a breath.

"At least we don't have to worry about him shifting with an audience…" he said to Rhi, turning to greet the rest of his team as they entered the room.