The Calling's Revenge
Chapter 18th
Three days later Doctor Taft was happy with the results of Gibbs tests once again. Showing a mark improvement with his overall health. He was eating and drinking better along with having him sit up in bed or even a chair with supervision by the nurse or his friends.
Tony and Ziva stayed at Gibbs house during the duration of their visit. Loreile was glad to have them stay not wishing to be alone for now. She was really pleased that her husband was doing much better. Even though the next stage was ahead of him with talking to Doctor Grace.
It was early morning with Tony and Ziva getting up sleeping in the first bedroom for where Gibbs and Loreile have been staying. Tony was able to smell the bacon and eggs downstairs. Ziva came out of the bathroom having cleaned up for the new day.
"Loreile must be making breakfast for everyone?" Tony asked with a quick kiss to his future wife on the cheek. "I am going to find out. Care to join me Ziva?"
"Why not!" She said with sarcasm in her tone of voice.
Tony put it off as baby hormones with her altitude. The both of them walked downstairs to see the table set and Loreile dressed finishing up the last of the bacon. She turned too face the both of them. "Good morning. I thought it will be a good time to make breakfast for all three of us before heading on over to the hospital to visit Jethro."
"Smells good Loreile, I bet Gibbs fell in love with you because of your cooking?" Tony smirked.
"Among other things Tony. Come on everything is ready. Ziva are you interested in coffee or orange juice?" She had to asked since she didn't know her accept for the stories that her husband had told her during their courtship.
"I will have coffee Loreile. Thanks for asking, and besides I can't wait to see my friend since he's doing so much better overall." She smiled for the first time in days.
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Doctor Cyril Taft was having one of his sparring conversations with his patient Jethro Gibbs wanting out of the hospital. "I told you, Jethro, you can't until you start talking with Grace before I decide to send you home to recover further."
Gibbs lean back against his pillow giving him a slight stare at his friend. "Fine, I will talk with her. Even though I don't know how much good it will do at this time." He said with taking in a long breath and asking Taft to pour him a cup of water. He was still waiting for his breakfast that was going to be served really soon.
"I will call her to see when she's available to speak with her here or her office." Cyril said with wiping his glasses from foggy up all of a sudden. "I have rounds, I will call her before I begin. Now I suggest you try and take it easy for now.
Three p.m. IN THE AFTERNOON
Doctor Grace walked into the ICU while Gibbs was sitting up after his visitors had gone until the evening. "Hello Popeye! How are you, my friend?" She asked with placing her things on the chair farest from the bed. She pulled out her note pad to write down notes.
"I survived Doc once again with my friends saving my ass on the island." He replied with his throat dry all of a sudden.
"It shows how much they care for you, Jethro along with your wife Loreile." She sits down on another chair. "How are you feeling in general Gibbs?"
"I am going crazy being here Doc. I need to be home with my wife and recover in my own house instead of always having someone come in to check up on me." He shifted slightly in his bed without the pain with his legs.
She noticed the movement with his legs. "How's the pain levels Gibbs?"
"Not bad at all, they have me medicated with a heavy dose of the pain killers. But I do know that I will eventually will need to get off them when I am finally home."
"This I do know Jethro. However how are you coping in general after what had happened on the island?" She had to asked knowing full well what type of answer she might receive.
"It's not been easy coping with the truth serum and torture. I should be use to it after the last time with Tim for those two months. At least once again that doctor didn't break me as before. I have a great deal of support with Tony and Ziva being here as with Loreile my love." The last part he said it softly barely audible for Doctor Grace to hear.
"Speaking of Loreile, do you think that there is a chance that you two might try it again with the honeymoon once your healthy enough?" She quipped with the question while watching his face for a reaction.
"Yes, of course! I am not going to let this incident ruin my life because of it. I have finally found someone that stands up to my first wife Shannon over 30 years ago."
"I am really glad for you, popeye. Even better than turning yourself in with shooting Pedro Hernandez." She stated to have his expression haunt him of the memory murdering him with his long range scope rifle as a sniper.
"True. Is there anything else you need to know Doc besides the usual aches and pains?"
"I know this not the usual question from me after what that doc did to you on the island after a life long secret with the United States military. Do you think that you're able to perform in bed after this latest incident with you?"
"What kind of question is this Doc?" He exploded with his emotion. "What are you trying to do?" He cried out with slamming his water glass onto the floor.
"I wasn't trying to upset you this much Gibbs. I am truly sorry about the question. I think we had enough for now, however if you feel the need to go home. I will sign off on it with Doctor Taft. Otherwise we will need to keep talking at home in order for you to be able to get back to work finally." She stated with standing up to head for the chair holding her things and the brief case.