Anger Management
Chapter 45th
Doctor Cyril Taft continued on with his questions with Special Agent Gibbs while changing his bandages. Gibbs wasn't exactly happy with his wife walking on for now. He needed to make an apology to her before the situation gets any worse between.
Taft heard ouch by his patient having to pulled on the bandage and with getting rid of the soiled item. And placing the clean ones on the stomach and groin area.
"Alright what gives Gibbs with the altitude? No one told you to go after Hernandez and get yourself injured very badly?" Taft questioned his methods for when it came to his job and life in general.
"Cyril I had no choice in the matter. In order for me to get back at the monster. Only to wind up getting caught by the mole working for Hernandez. Believe me I had no idea that he was going to inject me with a knock out potion to find myself naked inside the compound."
"Do you remembered what Hernandez had said to you when Rollins had driven you inside the camp?" Taft sat down to get off his feet for the moment. He still had a long day ahead of him even though his wife Catherine wanted him home.
"Damn right I do Doctor. Do I really have to mention it since I am trying to forget the entire episode with him?" Gibbs took a cup needing to fill it with water.
"Not really Gibbs. Besides I am more concern in regard to you and Loreile. Don't you realize Gibbs that your wife is emotionally distraught from this entire situation with your health. She loves you a great deal or else she would of been gone a long time ago like what Jacqueline Sloane had done to you."
"Please don't remind me Cyril. She is now living in New York with her daughter Faith and working at the Naval hospital. I will need to make that apology to Loreile with the way I treated her earlier."
"Good. However I wanted to let you know that Doctor Anthony Sterling is here in the hospital. I spoke with him earlier as he's having something to eat before coming here. No doubt he will meet up with your wife and go into further details on your life?"
"Lovely! I really don't like him at times with the way he talks to people." He says...
"He's a man and no doubt will be able to understand your situation Gibbs." Taft had said to get a further rise out of Gibbs.
"What you're talking about is whether or not I will be able to perform in the bedroom with my wife?" He cried out with catching his breath from the anxiety attack.
"Exactly! And what you should talk about with him Gibbs. No man never likes to talk about the subject in the first place."
"It's not an easy to discuss with anyone. And no doubt is what my wife is worried about for the most part. Since it's always been a large part of our marriage and mostly communications."
"Well then this is what you talk to him about and try to get past all of the anger my friend. No one wants to be around anyone with so much anger like yourself." Taft responded with pulling off his glasses to rub his eyes for now and placing them back onto his face.
"Fine I will Cyril. I can't this already with feeling like this right now with the way my body is now. I still can't feel a thing down belong with all of those bandages?"
"That's because your still receiving a high dosage of pain medication around the clock. Listen I need to go now to see how your doing and to let you know about Doctor Sterling." He moves up from the chair to touch his shoulder lightly for emotional support.
"Time heal all wounds. Is this correct Doctor? Otherwise taking a long time I should be used to with when I was shot by Luke Harris twice and yourself had advised me that it would and I wasn't listening at all. And with collapsing in the bullpen just prior to setting up a trip to the Sudan."
"I was never so mad at this fact and with your thick head finally understanding with the start of you talking to me with the healing process. Do you think that you're to be doing it again with your wife Loreile to help you along?"
"I hope so Cyril. Even though she is angry at me still for having to taken upon myself with getting caught in the first place with Hernandez and the damage that was done to my body. At least I am able to talk about without the brain damage they had thought I might of suffered?"
"And I was one of those doctors to prove me wrong. Knock on wood Special Agent Gibbs." He pulled off his glasses to clean them and placing them back onto his tired face.
"I don't know what I would of done if this did happened to me without a job, life and most of all a wife and child to take into account. When your friend Doctor Conafalone had asked me about retirement. I had told her that needed NCIS to centered me. However I don't know at this time Cyril until I find that my wounds have healed and that includes the groin area." Gibbs blushed slightly..
It was moments later when Loriele had walked back into the room after calming down down stairs at the cafe.
"Doctor Taft is my husband feeling any better with the little chat?" She had to asked with sitting down onto the cot for which she will be staying the night.
"He is Loreile and he promises to behave mostly. Are you all calmed down as well?" Cyril asked with concern for his two friends.
"Much better thank you." She says...
