Anger Management

Chapter 148th

"Okay doctors I will talk with Gibbs about talking to Doctor Confalone or Doctor Sterling of NCIS. This is not going to be an easy thing for me to do?" he noted with a deep breath and with removing his glasses to clean having to be fogged up.

"Just do it Doctor in order for you to try and clear of this matter with Special Agent Gibbs or just simply send him home with his insurance for NCIS is not going to continued paying?" Doctor Sinclair needed to say to him with a look that Taft knew well.

"Listen, if Gibbs doesn't talk to either doctor. I will be forced to send him home in the first place. And with Loreile not liking the idea in the first place."

"Doctor Taft, you're gotten too close with this patient and you need to get yourself together before telling him the news?" Doctor Sinclair had to say this time.

"Fine, I will go now to speak with him, doctors. Now will you please excuse me." he cried out with his response.

GIBBS PRIVATE ROOM

Special Agent Gibbs with help from the aid and physical therapist was able to sit in the chair to watch tv with his legs up on another chair. He had a table moved closer to him with his remote and cell phone on vibrate.

He's been watching the local news when there was a knock on his door. "Come," he said with his response when Doctor Cyril Taft walked in with a sourpuss expression on his face.

"What's going on with you and the usual bullshit?" he will say with his own response and agitation.

"I just came from a conference with Doctor Sinclair and Doctor Silverton to have you talk with Doctor Grace or Doctor Anthony of NCIS or be sent home?" Taft cried out...

"Either way is harsh Doctor Taft. You will need to tell me why with the chats and the two doctors?" he was being straight up needing to know as to why.

With the shake of his head for the moment. "We believe it might be all in your head right now to have you getting dizzy at times?" Taft exclaimed with trying to explain further..."Look the doctors want me to send you home with the reason that you might not wish to talk with the therapists." he noted with a deep sigh. "It's either this or just simply go home?" a question that was going to be interesting to be answered by his friend.

"Okay, Doctor I want to go home and that's it!" Gibbs said with his answer since this was all part of the operation that is going on for Gibbs to search for those that is going after him. Even though his wife Loreile wasn't going to like it one bit.

Even though he wasn't going to be doing anything for a few days until he knows for sure that he's going to be able to move around without getting dizzy all of the time.

"Fine. I will start the process of sending you home with the paperwork. I suggest that you call Loreile and let her know the situation. I will send you home in a cab instead of an ambulance making it easier for you in general?" Taft wasn't thrilled knowing really well just what his friend was up to for the most part...

"I will call her at home. Even though she has her own issues to deal with the pregnancy mostly Cyril. Thanks for your support?" he will have said with getting off the bed to get himself ready with dressing and packing his things into the go-bag.

He was feeling okay with moving off the bed without feeling dizzy. "Just take it slow Jethro when you're home. I will set up an appointment to have you come to my office for a complete check-up. Otherwise, there is nothing more to say on the subject. Let me get started so that you can get out of here." he said calmly with walking out of his room.

There hours later...

Special Agent Gibbs along with his personal belongings were sitting next to him in the Yellow cab in the back with the divider from the driver. They were almost home to his street and his house for midnight to be finally home.

Loreile had left the door to unlock since she was sleeping on the couch. When she heard the cab stopped in front of the house. She had gotten up slowly with two more weeks to go with the delivery or sooner.

She goes to greet her husband using a cane to help him with his balance at this late hour. "Can I help you, Jethro?" she motioned with the question seeing the tiredness under his eyes.

"I will be fine Loreile. Just point me to the couch unless you're taken it up?" he had placed a smirk on his place.

"It's all yours while I get you settled onto the couch," she said.

"Wait a minute are the boys asleep?" he had to ask with the importance to know about his sons.

"Yeah, they are asleep. They weren't able to keep their eyes any further after I had told them that their father was coming home," she noted with a coy smile.

"I will check on them in the morning. Right now I feel like a 100-year-old man!" he made the comment to have his wife chuckling slightly at his dry humor.

"You're still sexy as hell Leroy Jethro Gibbs!" she will kiss him on his brow with him to play a hand under his nightgown to play with her belly and other parts of her body. "And a dirty old man!" she noted with a laugh as he placed two fingers inside her vagina to excite her further.