The twins had finally fallen asleep but Gibbs was a different story. He was tossing and turning and couldn't get to sleep. Beside him Jane was pretending to be asleep but was really lying awake concerned about her husband. She had seen Jethro have nightmares and bad nights before but he was never this bad. Except for maybe in the first nights after Tony died. Finally Gibbs could not take it anymore. He bolted up in bed and started to scream

"Jethro? What's wrong?" Jane asked.

"S...Something's wrong." Gibbs replied.

"What do you need the hospital?" Jane asked.

"No I am fine but somebody else isn't." Gibbs replied

"I will check on the kids!" Jane gasped.

"I am going to call my team." Gibbs added.


Jane climbed out of bed. The first thing she did was check and make sure that the twins were breathing. Both twins were OK. So Jane rushed out of the room and upstairs to check on the older kids. Gibbs fumbled around until he found his phone on the night-stand. He called Abby first. She didn't have the best track-record with guys and he hadn't officially met BJ yet. So he didn't exactly trust him.

"Hello?"

"Abbs it's me."

"Gibbs? Are you OK? It's four am."

"I am fine I was just calling to check on you."

"Why?"

"I have a gut feeling that something bad is happening."

"Oh well I am fine and so are my twins."

"That's good. Sorry to wake you."

"It's OK I am glad you care."

"No problem Abbs, bye"

"Bye"


After hanging up with Abby the next person Gibbs called was Ziver. He knew that baby Tony had some health issues and Ziver herself was still battling depression over the loss of big Tony.

"Hello?"

"Ziver, it's me."

"Gibbs, what's going on? It's early"

"Are you and Tony, OK?"

"The baby is fine and so am I? Why do you ask?"

"My gut is telling that something is up."

"Oh well I hope your family is OK."


Gibbs had just gotten off the phone with Ziver when Jane walked back into the room and sat down beside him on the bed. She placed her hand on his shoulder.

"Well I checked on the kids and everybody is fine." Jane said.

"Good" Gibbs replied.

"How are your people?"

"Abby and Ziver are fine. Haven't called Jimmy or McGee yet and I figure I can just walk over to Leon's place if Jimmy and McGee are OK." Gibbs explained.

"You're going to check on McGee?" Jane asked.

"I may not be happy with him right now but he is still one of my people." Gibbs replied.


Gibbs decided to call McGee first. Fearing that his former agent had fallen off the wagon again or that something had happened to Delilah and/or the baby.

"Hello?"

"McGee it's me Gibbs."

"Look! I am sorry!"

"No McGee, I just wanted to make sure you are OK."

"I am fine! I am sorry I went crazy after Tony died! I just can't be around you people anymore! I am sorry I hurt Abby but it was too much!"


McGee had already hung-up before Gibbs had a chance to talk. Shaking off his hurt feelings and the pain he felt for Abby. He dialed Jimmy's number. Suddenly hit with the feeling that he should have called the kid first. The phone rang and rang but Jimmy never picked up. Gibbs didn't even waste time changing into regular clothes. He just tossed on a pair of shoes and ran out of the house. He hopped in his car and sped off towards Jimmy's house. He pounded on the door first just in case Jimmy was just showering or with one of the kids when he called. When he got no response he broke the door down. Something he hadn't done since he left NCIS. He ran through the house until he found Jimmy lying face-down on the kitchen floor. He felt for a pulse. He found one but it was weak, almost non-existent. He rolled Jimmy over on his back and dialed 911.

"911 what's your emergency?"

"I just found my friend passed out on his kitchen floor."

"Does your friend have any medical conditions?"

"Yeah he is diabetic but nothing like this has happened before."

"What is his blood sugar?"

"I don't know."

"Does he have his meter on him?"

"No but hold on. I just found it on the floor."

"OK just stick him in the finger with it. Are you squeamish because there will be a little blood."

"No I am fine."

"OK"

"OK I just checked it but I have no idea if it is good or not."

"I can tell you just tell me."

"Like 450 over something I don't know.

"That is really bad. I am sending an ambulance right away."

"Thank you"


Gibbs picked up Jimmy's head and placed it on his lap. He looked down into the younger man's face. He was so young. He hadn't even turned thirty yet and now he could be dying. What would happen to Ben and Lily if he died? Both Breena and Ducky were gone and Ed was probably not up to taking in two little kids. Poor Ben had already lost two sets or parents and Breena and Lily had already lost her mom. Those kids didn't need to lose their dad too and NCIS didn't need anymore losses. If people kept dropping like this. Gibbs would probably be alone again within five years. He wasn't important though. All that mattered was Lily and Ben. He reached behind Jimmy and lightly tapped him on the back of the head.

"You will not die, kid. You got that? YOU WILL NOT DIE!" Gibbs ordered. Praying that Jimmy was as good as Tony, when it came to following orders.


A/N: Will Jimmy survive? New chapter will be up soon. Please review and thanks for reading.