Dinozzo's hand fell limp to the side of the bed he was laying in, his dark eyes began to glaze over. Something was wrong, he couldn't feel himself breathing. His heart...was it failing? No it couldn't be, he still felt his pulse. It was weakening, but it wasn't a heart attack. He was alive, but was he living? He grabbed at the air, his hand falling into another one as he pushed his eyes opened. He tried to talk but all that came from his lips was a dry gurgle. He gripped the hand violently as his eyes leveled upon Gibbs' icy hues.

"Shh Tony, calm down. You are hyperventilating, everything is alright." Gibbs gripped his hand gently, the other hand smoothing through his hair. He was making soft sounds trying to soothe the young agent like a father would try to soothe a fussing baby. Tony's eyes lightened as he began to relax, his grip loosened and his breathing returned to normal.

Ducky watched from the door, that sly british smirk crossing his face. He was smiling because of the way Gibbs was handling Anthony, smiling because of all the people he could see the slight resembelance between boss and agent, and the fact that he had messed with their blood too often not to have examined the alleles. Ducky just leaned there for now, watching them and enjoying what he saw. His eyes were poised watching father tend to son, and watching them move into the next level of bondingship. It was a magnificent sight indeed.

Tony's body loosened, his heart rate returned to its normal state and that ever so normal smile once again became etched across his face. "Thank's boss. Gibbs..."

"No problem Tony, and don't worry about it. I understand what you were saying, don't you even think about it ever again alright?"

"Yes boss." Tony smiled lightly, before his eyes slid closed as he slipped into a light sleep. Gibbs smiled gently as he drifted off, his hand finishing it's course through his hair. He released the hand he had been clutching and stood up, his icy hues falling on Ducky.

"What are you smirking about?"

"Oh nothing Jethro, nothing at all." Ducky smiled innocently before opening the door, and leading Gibbs out.

"No, its definitely something...you are too much like me not to have something in your mind."

"Oh there is never a thing up there Jethro, you know very well that I as well as Anthony have half a brain."

"Duck, you better believe that that boy has more than half a brain. After all he is Rebecca's son."

"Her's yes, though I do believe he inherited alot from you." Ducky smirked once more before tipping his head to Gibbs and walking off, "Good night Jethro."