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Tony didn't look up when the team entered his room. He didn't want to face them; he was too embarrassed. He had cried in front of McGee and he thought that was the worst part of all. He didn't want to seem weak now, not when they were all here and so worried about him.

"Ehm… look guys… about earlier… what happened in the car, I was…. Eh…" Tony finally said. He looked out the window, clutching his burning stomach, waiting for them to say something. He felt his whole body relax when McGee told him he didn't remember anything, and he knew they wouldn't give him a hard time about what had happened earlier.

"So, you think I was poisoned by the water? I thought you gave it to me, Ziva. It was …" he had to pause to take a few deep breaths. Suddenly he felt like he couldn't breathe as easy as he had a moment ago. "It was sitting on my desk when I got to work this morning."

He couldn't help but to jerk in the bed when Gibbs yelled, "What were you thinking, DiNozzo?" He mumbled something in reply. He was starting to feel very dizzy, even though he was lying down on the bed. The water hadn't been from Ziva. He couldn't really follow what was going on. Why would someone poison him? He tried to get his voice to sound as normal as possible when he answered McGee's question about who it might be. The pain in his stomach was almost unbearable.

"Ohh…" he moaned. "I'm not feeling so good, Boss." He was no longer able to control his voice, and he could barely get the words out. He tried to bury himself in the pillows. Then he couldn't speak anymore. He couldn't think. He couldn't take a breath. And then everything went dark.

Ziva and Gibbs were pushed aside when the doctor and the nurse started to examine their patient.

After a while Dr. Philipsson turned towards the worried agents. "We're going to give him some oxygen to help him breathe a bit better. Unfortunately, we still have another hour or so before the test results come back. So all we can do now is wait and hope for the best." He looked at them one at a time as he spoke. "Call again if you need us." Then he left. The nurse followed after she put an oxygen mask over Tony's mouth and nose.

Gibbs and Ziva sat down on the chairs next to Tony again. They didn't speak.

McGee came back a few minutes later. He whispered, "Abby's checking the security tapes now. She should find who did it soon." Then he also found a chair and sat down.

Gibbs just nodded in response. He knew he should send McGee to help Abby. He knew they should leave so the team could be ready to catch the bastard who did this to Tony, but he couldn't bring himself to do any of that. The way Tony had looked just before he passed out was etched into his brain. He just couldn't leave his agent yet. Not until he knew Tony would be all right. Gibbs couldn't bring himself to leave him alone.

They sat there for another thirty minutes. Tony seemed to be sleeping and his breathing seemed to be okay. Then suddenly his body jerked and his eyes shot open. Before any of them could react, he had pulled the mask off his face. He started to take deep breaths then looked wildly around in the room. It seemed like Tony didn't notice that they were there with him.

"Tony, hey… are you with us?" Gibbs asked softly.

Tony didn't acknowledge his boss' question. He kept breathing hard and his eyes darted around the room.

"Tony, we are here for you," Ziva said calmly as she placed her hand on his arm.

As soon as Tony felt Ziva's touch, he jerked his arm violently away. "No, no, no,' he panted.

Ziva looked at Tony, terrified, and then met Gibbs' eyes.

"Tony, I need you to calm down now," Gibbs said with a firm voice, turning all his attention to the sick man in front of him. He reached up to stroke his agent's hair. When he did Tony reacted the way he had when Ziva touched him.

When Tony felt Gibbs' touch, he jerked his head away. "No, stop, don't touch me." He curled up on his side, facing Gibbs. "Don't touch me… no." His voice broke and he started to shake.

"McGee, Ziva, go and find the doctor," Gibbs said, without taking his eyes off Tony.

Ziva and McGee hastened to obey Gibbs' order immediately, each sensing that the team leader wanted to be alone with Tony.

Once McGee and Ziva had left the room, Gibbs spoke softly to his senior field agent. "Tony, it's just me here now, okay? I'm not gonna touch you." Gibbs tried to catch Tony's eyes, but the younger man wouldn't look at him.

"Are you listening to me, Tony?" Gibbs asked when Tony didn't respond to him.

The first thing Tony felt when he came to was something over his face. It needed to go. He ripped it away and tossed it on the floor. He didn't know where he was. He was very warm, and it felt like his whole body was on fire now, not just his stomach. It hurt. And then it got ten times worse. When he felt something on his arm, he jerked it away. Someone was talking. And then the skin on his forehead felt like it was going to burn into his skull, and he did his best to get away. He pleaded for it to stop, he understood that someone had touched him; the same person who was talking. Who was it? Was it his boss? Yeah, it was. He forced himself to listen harder to the calm voice.

Gibbs could see that Tony was calmer and that he was trying to focus, so he kept talking quietly and calmly. After a while he got a response from Tony.

"Boss…?" Tony whispered.

"Yeah, I'm here."

"Where?"

"You're in the hospital, Tony."

"W-why?"

Gibbs felt his gut twitch. That was a question he didn't want to answer. "You were poisoned, Tony."

Before Tony could formulate a reply, the door opened and Dr. Philipsson entered, followed closely by Ziva and McGee.

Gibbs moved out of the chair to get out of the way and the doctor walked up to Tony's side.

"Hi, Tony," Dr. Philipsson said. "How are you doing? Are you in pain again? I heard that you didn't like to be touched? I'm just going to take a closer look at you, okay? I won't hurt you. Just try to take deep breaths and everything will be fine soon."

Gibbs heard Tony mumble something to the doctor. Then he felt his cell phone vibrate. He backed away a bit, pulled the phone out of his pocket and flipped it open. "Yeah, Gibbs." As he answered the phone he watched while Tony flinched and moaned out loud when the doctor checked his eyes.

"Gibbs, Gibbs!" Gibbs could hear Abby's excited voice over the phone. "I know who did it! I know who poisoned Tony!"