The next day, Jimmy was planning to stay with Tim so Gibbs could go home, change, shower and check on Tony. As Jimmy walked it, he looked at Gibbs' left wrist and laughed.

"A-a-a pink cast!" he gasped for air and he laughed. "Oh my goodness!"

Gibbs glared at Jimmy, and the man shut right up. "Okay, I'll be back in a couple hours." Gibbs bent over Tim's bed and lightly kissed the boy's forehead. "See you in a bit, Tim."

"See you soon, Grandpa," Tim replied. "Tell daddy I say hi."

"Will do." Gibbs walked out of the room.

Jimmy sat down next to Tim's bed. The boy still looked quite ill. Jimmy's medical mind inspected Tim. Nasal cannula: it meant the boy's breathing was getting better, but Timmy definitely needed the extra oxygen because he still seemed to still be struggling to breathe a bit. His O2 stats were in the low 90s. IVs: Tim was still being pumped full of fluids, antibiotics, and prednisone. Heart monitor: Tim's heart was still beating too fast because his lungs were still working too hard to breathe. Jimmy stopped.

"You still have a fever, Timmy," Jim said with a frown.

Tim nodded. "Yeah, Dr. Pitt said the same thing. He's going to play chess with me later!"

Jimmy smiled. Dr. Pitt was a great guy. "So, Tim." He began. "How the heck did you get Gibbs in a pink cast?"

Timmy laughed... then started to cough. Laughing aggravated his lungs. "Dr. Pitt… Dr. Pitt asked me what color I thought grandpa's cast should be. I was just joking, but Dr. Pitt thought pink was a great idea. Next week, he's going to change it to green."

Grinning, Jimmy patted Tim's hand. "Oh, my goodness Tim. You are the greatest kid ever. How about we play some Scrabble? Director Vance is coming to say hi, he's bringing Jared. They should be here soon. Then we can play four-man Scrabble."

Tim nodded eagerly. "Sounds awesome!"

After Gibbs showered and took a nice long nap in his own bed, he headed over to Tony's apartment. Walking in, he saw Abby sprawled out sleeping on the couch. Ziva was sitting at the kitchen table drinking a cup of tea with Ducky.

"Hello, Jethro," Ducky greeted. "How is Timothy doing?"

"Tim's doing great…" Gibbs paused as Ziva began to smirk.

"What is that on your hand?" she asked.

"He broke his wrist punching a wall," Ducky replied as he too looked at Gibbs' hand. "Jethro!" he exclaimed, surprised. "Why is your cast pink?"

Gibbs rolled his eyes. He was never going to live this down. "It's all Tim's fault," he said. "Brad told him he could pick the color… Now, how's Tony?"

Ziva became more serious. "Tony is still throwing up. I called Brad, and he's going to come over after he gets the blood tests back." She said.

Ducky continued, "I think that Tony is highly contagious. You should not go near him, because I have a feeling you are going to have to take care of Tim for a week or two. You cannot afford to get ill."

Frowning, Gibbs said, "I don't get sick."

Ducky looked at Gibbs. "Okay, well, we want to decrease all probabilities of Timothy getting sick again. Therefore, I have forbidden anyone who has been near Anthony to go see Timothy… at least until we figure out how contagious Anthony is, and for how long. That means only you and Mr. Palmer can see Timothy, because the rest of us have been around Anthony. If Timothy is allowed to get out of the hospital, you will most likely have to take him home."

"Damn," said Gibbs. "Is Tony really that sick?"

Ducky nodded. "I think he may be having an extreme reaction to the mononucleosis virus. Believe it or not, if that is the case, it means he will be contagious for the next year. So, until Timothy's immune system is back to normal… maybe in three weeks or so… Anthony will not be allowed to see him."

Gibbs sighed. "Is Tony pissed?"

"He doesn't know yet," Ducky said. "Bradley is going to get back the tests. We want to make sure that is really what it is, before we forbid Anthony from seeing Timothy for that long. He will not be happy, but Anthony will do whatever is best for his son. He can always call him on the phone."

"Okay," said Gibbs. "Well, I don't mind taking care of Tim. I just feel ad for Dinozzo."

"I remember once when I was a young lad and one of my friends contracted the mononuclesosis virus…"

"I gotta go, Duck," Gibbs said, interrupting Ducky's story before he could fully launch into it. "I'll see you later."

"Alright Jethro, tell Timothy we say hello."

As Gibbs walked out, Ducky looked at Ziva. "Jethro does not ever listen to my stories…"

Ziva smiled. "I would love to hear your story, Ducky."

"Aah, you are so kind, my dear. Well, once when I was an adolescent, a long time ago…"

Poor Tony… Anyways, like I said. I want Gibbs to have to be in the daddy position for a while. Tony will be pissed, but oh well. I don't know if any of this is accurate. It is true that mono can be contagious for up to a year and a half, but it is usually contracted from kissing or whatever. And some people have the virus, but don't actually get the symptoms. I don't know. Let me know if I'm like totally wrong or something. My cousin had mono a couple months ago, and my parents wouldn't let me go near him for over a month. (My immune system sucks).Whatever. He's supposedly still contagious. haha.