A/N: Here's a chapter.
I do NOT own
Read and review plz
#####################################################################################################
"Oh God… Please make it stop." Tony groaned as he lay against the cool tile wall of the bathroom. He was shaking from the effort of the continuous vomiting he was doing. Gibbs looked on in horror trying his best to soothe his husband but feeling completely impotent in the wake of Tony's misery.
"Shhh babe… I gotcha…" Gibbs whispered gently as he wiped a cool washcloth across Tony's forehead.
"Jethro?" Tony croaked.
"Yes?"
"I don't feel so good."
"I know you don't. I'm so sorry." Gibbs said his voice quaking.
"Think I need some help, Jethro." Tony's voice wavered.
"Okay, let me call Ducky."
"Maybe we should go to the hospital…"
Gibbs looked at Tony with shock. If Tony was asking to go to the hospital then it was a lot worse than Gibbs thought. He called Ducky then.
"Hello?"
"Duck, need your help."
"What's wrong Jethro?" The concern in Ducky's voice was unmistakable.
"It's Tony Duck; he's having a real hard time."
"How hard of a time?"
"He's asking to go to the hospital."
"Oh dear, then we better get him there."
"Yeah, think you're right."
"Very well, I will meet you at the Emergency Room."
They hung up and Gibbs turned back to Tony and shook him awake.
"Alright, let's get you to the hospital."
" 'Kay." Tony mumbled.
Gibbs managed to get Tony to the car and buckled and within minutes they were at the ER.
Gibbs pulled under the overhang of the ER entrance, put the car in park and turned to Tony.
"We're here Tone. I'll be right back."
Tony nodded weakly.
Gibbs got out of the car. A security guard approached him ready to tell Gibbs to move. Gibbs flashed him his badge and a glare and the guard backed off as the Agent walked in to the ER and strode purposefully up to the triage desk and skipped a whole line of people. The nurse looked at Gibbs skeptically and with some irritation until she heard him speak.
"I have a chemo patient in the car that is very ill. I don't want to bring him in here because of his white count."
Her face softened.
"Okay, we'll send him right up to oncology. I just need his insurance info."
Gibbs was becoming more distressed.
"Look he's really sick, he needs to be seen now."
"Tell you what I'll come out and look at him and we'll take it from there."
They walked out the door to Gibbs' car past the now curious people in line.
Gibbs opened the back door for the nurse.
"What's his name?" she asked.
"Tony."
She reached out and gently shook the fragile man lying in the backseat.
"Tony? I'm Sandra the ER nurse. I just want to check your vitals okay?"
"mmkay" Tony mumbled.
She felt his pulse it was rapid and weak and his skin was burning to her touch.
"Well you definitely have a fever bud, I'm going to take your blood pressure now." It took her two tries but she got it finally. She shook her head.
"Okay sweetie we need to get some fluids in you." She patted Tony's arm and looked at Gibbs questioningly.
"He's been sick before after chemo but today was the worst."
"When did he last have chemo?"
"Three days ago."
"Yeah, that can happen. I was an oncology nurse before the ER and it is quite common for people to become ill about three days later in the cycle. So here's what we're going to do, I am going to get a wheelchair and a mask for Tony and take him up to oncology. You will have to go to admissions and fill out paperwork."
Just then Ducky walked up.
"Ahhh I see you have things well in hand Jethro." He smiled at the nurse.
"Yeah, Sandra here has been very helpful she's going to take Tony up while I fill out his paperwork."
"Jethro my dear boy you go on up with Anthony as his primary care provider I can handle his admission."
Gibbs sighed in relief. "Thanks Ducky."
"My pleasure Jethro. Now why don't you get the wheelchair while I sit with Anthony and speak with Sandra?"
"Okay." Gibbs murmured and walked off to retrieve a chair.
"Now my dear could you please tell me his status?"
"I'm sure he has a fever and is definitely dehydrated." Sandra replied.
"Well thankfully he's here now. Thank you for your help." Ducky smiled and leaned into the car and checked Tony over himself.
Oh Anthony you are burning up…
Tony stirred and opened his eyes.
"Ducky?" Tony whispered.
"Anthony, we are at the hospital. You will be admitted and we shall have you feeling better in no time."
"Thanks, Duck. Jethro?"
"He went to get you a wheelchair. He'll be right back."
"I feel funny and my head hurts." Tony said.
Ducky looked at Sandra in concern.
"What do you mean by funny Anthony?" the ME asked.
"Like..like…li—" Tony's eyes rolled back in his head and he began to seize.
"Oh damn." Ducky said as he tried to keep Tony from hurting himself.
Sandra sprang into action and ran into the ER running past Gibbs with the wheelchair. "Forget the chair we need a gurney!" She yelled. The ER staff sprang into to action and rushed a gurney out to the car had Tony buckled into it and hung an IV and pushed Ativan to control Tony's seizure in a few minutes.
Gibbs just stood in shock at the whole thing. He was terrified.
"Jethro?"
"What the hell Ducky? What the hell else does he have to go through?"
Nothing else, we can stop this now…
Ducky looked at Gibbs and wondered if he ought to speak his mind or merely offer comfort, before he could decide Gibbs walked away.
###################################################