Alright the recovery, it shall be explained in this chapter. I didn't go into last chapter because well, I was building up to something. If there is something missing, you might want to wait until the next chapter is posted. Because typically, it will be there. Six
It was a silently known fact that Palmer had more than a special liking for Abby, but the depth of this liking was known only to one person. Palmer sat in his apartment, his hands shaking steadily as he gazed at a picture of Abby and Tony at an agency party. The two were smiling, they had been drinking some drinks and looked as if they were about to leave. To Palmer this meant only one thing, that they were going to go together. And he couldn't have Tony taking away his property. He had contacted Wolfe and contracted him to kill the young agent. But Wolfe had failed miserably, and now well now Palmer had a new plan.
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Gibbs sat back in his chair, the office was once again completely empty. Had been for several hours but Gibbs could not find himself wanting to leave, he looked over at the still empty desk of Dinozzo and sighed. It just wasn't right without the young agent, he knew that Tony would be out for awhile but he still couldn't bring himself to call in for an extra man so he was taking up the slack by working late. Though tonight, something just...didn't feel right. It was almost like he there was something ominous looming over the office. He shoke his head and stood up, careful not to disturb the stitches in his abdomen, he grabbed his coat and headed out towards the hospital.
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Tony sat up in bed, he had talked twice today and wished he hadn't. Though he wasn't recovered he had to let Abby know that she had backup, it wasn't right her being treated like that. Though his sitting up was not by his own doing, he had some movement, not much though. His hands could move and he could try and turn his body. Though each attempt was unsuccessfully painful, at least he had the will to try.
The door swung upon and through its clouded glass came Gibbs, tired and as hagrid looking as ever. "Boss?" Tony asked in that weakened voice, though he tried to hide the fact that it hurt to speak.
"Hush up now and just sit there damn it. Keep talking like that and you'll have yourself in more pain then you need." Gibbs snorted and sat next to him. "Now Tony, simply nod in answer when I ask you a question. Do you know the extent of your injuries? And what they mean?"
Tony sighed, he wanted to talk but he wasn't about to have Gibbs come down on him again. So he simply shoke his head at both questions before leaning it back against the wall. He felt so light in the head, maybe Kate was right and he only had half a brain. But he didn't really think so, so he just let his eyes close as he listened to Gibbs speak.
"Alright, Tony they had to remove part of your brain and skull..." Tony's eyes opened in panic as he tried to feel his head, but his hands were smacked away by Gibbs, "Stop that and listen damn it." He growled at the younger agent and Tony reluctantly stopped, though that panic still rested within his eyes. "Your alright, your skull was replaced but that son of a bitch did a real number on you. Your brain was swelling, the only way to save your mind and your life was to remove the damaged part. Sadly Dinozzo, it was close to half your brain..."
Tony almost laughed but he just gazed at Gibbs, he was hoping that was a lie but the worried eyes of Gibbs and the serious drawn lines of his clenched jaw told him otherwise.
"They sealed your remaining half, making it safe for you. In time the empty cavity will fill with spinal fluid so you may be able to function totally."
"Totally...boss..." Tony stammered worriedly, panic hitting him once more.
Gibbs sighed and reached out, his hand falling on Tony's. He would squeeze it gently, "Tony, they don't think you'll be able to..to walk." Gibbs' eyes lowered, but they quickly raised as he looked into Tony's eyes. "You are not going to be paralized Dinozzo, you hear me? You aren't, you are going to fight this and do whatever you have to, to be able to walk. Do you understand?"
"Yes boss..." Tony's eyes closed, his hand pulled away from Gibbs and he touched his chest gently. "What about..."
"Your heart?" Gibbs sighed, "They can't find someone that matches your tissue, your blood type is easy but since you survived the plague your tissue density has changed. You are on the waiting list but..."
"Its long."
"Yes it is, very long. But thats not for you to worry about, you're going to be fine. Rest up and don't stress yourself too much, I'll be back later to check on you. Oh and Tony."
"Yes boss."
"Your parents send their best." Gibbs smirked as he shut the door, leaving Tony reeling in the darkness for some hint of good coming out of all this.
