Anger Management

Chapter 59th

After an hour of putting together the released forms to have Special Agent Gibbs to be released from the hospital. Doctor Silverton and another specialist understood the reason since Taft was in complete charge of the case.

While in his office talking to a number of the hospital officials. Taft had an enormous headache needing to take some pills to help with the pain in general and having to deal with Gibbs antics.

I don't blame Loreile having to be upset at her husband. Even though he suspects that she already knows the truth of the matter with her husband needing to get even especially with Chase and the Cartel leader.

Taking the water to finish taking the pills. He looked at the time to see if he's able to go on home and his wife Catherine even though supporting him. She is going to be somewhat distance from him for awhile. Though they had been that fact for when there son Paul had died three years prior.

Meanwhile with Gibbs excited with leaving. He had to talk with his wife Loreile knowing that it was late. He didn't know on whether she was going to support him this time. Though he had a feeling that his marriage just might be ending finally after three years of turmoil being married to the 69 year old NCIS agent.

Pulling out his cell phone once more hopefully for the last time tonight...

Loreile currently was laying in bed upstairs after checking on Shane in the nursery while the DOD agent was asleep in the bunk. She had been thinking about the conversations she had with her husband the past few days. And she had guess that she knew that he wanted to head for Harrisburg without advising his team that he was going to be there with his watchdog no doubt Doctor Cyril Taft.

Trying to sleep was getting to be almost impossible. While his phone was chirping once again to be really annoying for the most part. However she found it to be her husband once again...

"Jethro, you picked the right time to talk. I haven't been able to sleep at all with this situation hanging over our heads?" She stated...

"I don't understand Loreile what you're talking about?" He will reply trying to act stupid in a big way.

"Don't play games with me Jethro? I know damn well you want to go to Harrisburg to find your bitch of an ex wife and the Cartel leader?" She cried out over the phone trying not to wake Shane or Madeline.

"And if I did does this mean you're going to finally leave me for good and take Shane our son with you?" He responded with sadness in his tone and demeanor.

There was silence for a moment before she was able to answer the question.

"Look this hard for me to stand by to have my husband run half cock to search for two people when your health is still not at 100%?" She responded with anger and has every right to be...

"I will never be 100% again Loreile. I need to do this and you're not going to support me in this endeavor then do what is necessary to make yourself happy?" He cried out in anguish hating to feel this way.

"I will support you for now Jethro. When are you going to be coming home?" She needed to asked with the importance of the question.

"Sometime today. I don't know exactly until I am able to see Doctor Taft since he's the one releasing me and will be coming along for the trip."

"Are you out of your mind Jethro? You're going to get him killed in the process. He doesn't even know how to use a gun?" She stated harshly.

"Yes he does Loreile. He's been spending a lot of time at the gun range whenever possible. It's going to work out well for the both of us."

"Fine. Call me later when you're on the way home. By the way are you going to be able to eat your famous steaks?" She needed to know as she is going to be sending out Madeline to shop with picking up supplies for the house.

"I certainly can eat the famous cow Loreile and I can't wait with being sick and tired of eating hospital food. See you soon as with Shane. Love you." As he hangs up the phone to wait...

Meanwhile Doctor Cyril Taft had an enormous headache after talking with the admission office and others. Especially the one person he needed to smooth over was his wife Catherine. After some time she was able to come to terms that her husband was going to be coming an secret agent of sorts.

Sitting in his office drinking coffee. A courier came in with the final authorization papers to released Gibbs and having set up the transportation. "When will the ambulance be arriving?" Taft needed to know...

"An hour sir. They are currently picking up a patient from a nursing home with coming here. Do you want them to come up and meet with you?"

"Yes of course. Are you going to be downstairs all this time?" He responded with the question.

"I will be Doctor Taft. Now if you will excuse me I will call their radio and let them know the information." He had left his office, while Taft quickly had to call Gibbs to let him know the good news. Dialing the number Gibbs picked up right away anxious...

"What's the word Cyril?" He needed to know the answer sitting up in bed.

"Get yourself ready Gibbs. The ambulance will be here within the hour to come and see me. Otherwise your been released officially. I suggest you let Loreile know. By the way when will be leave for Harrisburg?"

"Tomorrow night giving me a chance to set the plans with the motel, flight and contacting McGee to let him know and with not telling anyone else in the process.