The whole team stepped out of the NCIS van once they reached the hospital. Conners and Thomas rubbed their shoulders. They hadn't learned to hold on while Gibbs was driving until it was too late after a couple of times being bounced into each other, they finally grabbed onto something.

The two agents that were taken on the ride were ordered to wait in the waiting room.

"Doctor Pitt," Ducky instantly recognized the man that approached them.

"Right this way," Brad Pitt said. "I thought it was Anthony DiNozzo but since you weren't there Mister Gibbs, I had doubts."

"How is he doc?" Gibbs asked.

"Nobody's been able to get much out of him," Brad Pitt answered. "He has some bruising and with no wallet, they're under the assumption he was jumped and was in a fight," he added.

"What's his condition like?" Ducky asked.

"As I say, anybody's been having a tough time getting anything out of him. So maybe Mister Gibbs will have better luck."

"What's wrong Mcgee?" Abby asked the Probie.

"You'd think that it would get easier," Mcgee answered.

"What?" Ziva asked as they stepped out of the elevator.

"Visiting Tony in the hospital… You'd think we'll be use to it by now," he answered.

He lay on the bed and even though the doctor who spoke to him sounded nice. The thought that somebody was coming for him just seemed to frightening to take in. The sore body protested at the thought of moving off the bed. The legs seemed to go the opposite way to where the rest of him was going. A cold draft reached his exposed butt and realized he wouldn't be going too far with an exposed ass. Since he was staying in this room, his clothes had to be hear somewhere.

There was a suit in the cupboard and he quickly put them on, so quickly that he almost slipped over a couple of times. He checked himself out in the mirror and saw a short spiky haired man staring back at him with confused green eyes. He winced as he touched the bruise on the side of his eye.

That was enough time spent looking, it was time to make a mad escape. Just before he rounded the corner he spotted the doctor walking into the direction of the room he'd just gotten out and he was accompanied by a group of other people. That was unnerving enough, really scary.

Thomas was walking around wondering how long it would be until they were notified or something like that or would they just be waiting around for hours. "You know we did check on that Doe before," Thomas said, suddenly worrying about getting an earful. This kind of identification mistake was unacceptable under any superior.

"Calm down," Conners told him. "Agent Gibbs is just going to be so thrilled at having his boy back that, that won't matter."

Thomas sighed. "There he is!" Conners looked in the direction her partner was looking.

It definitely looked like Tony DiNozzo now that he was dressed in the expensive looking suit and not in one of those blue hospital gowns.

"Agent DiNozzo!" Conners called out.

DiNozzo saw them approaching him and was out the front door before they could stop him. "After him," Conners shouted the order as they both burst out the door.

"Tony DiNozzo! Tony," Conners called out. Her phone rung. "Hello…Agent Conners?" She said in between panting.

Keep an eye out… DiNozzo's left his room… Why are you panting?

"Sorry," Conners said. She wasn't use to running and talking on the phone at the same time. "We tried stopping him at the door but he just bolted. Shit, Agent DiNozzo can run" And then the phone went silent. "Hello? Agent Gibbs? Agent Gibbs?" She looked down at her phone before shoving it back into her pocket.

They reached a T-junction and that was where they couldn't find him. Their target had somehow disappeared into a crowd of people. Damn! They thought that Gibbs would murder them if they came back empty handed.

"You go that way and I'll go this way," Conners said as it was now approaching night time. Her cell went off again.

Where are you?

"We lost him… He's out of sight," Conners had to stop to catch her breath.

"Get back to the hospital now," Gibbs snarled into the phone as they were back near the entrance. He snapped close the phone.

"Now, now Jethro," Ducky said. "You know Anthony. If he didn't want them to catch him, he'd outrun just about anybody."

"You're right Ducky," Gibbs reminded himself. What trouble have you gone and gotten yourself into now DiNozzo?

They waited at the hospital until the two puffing agents came back. Thomas had expected to receive that typical Gibbs earful but they were instead ordered into the truck. There was a look of hesitant fear in his eyes. "You're not going to drive are you?" Thomas asked without thinking.

"No I won't be driving," Gibbs answered. "I know how you got a little roughed up a bit coming here so no, I won't be driving. You can relax," Gibbs smiled at Thomas and he smiled back. "Ziva, you're driving."

"Yes Boss." She said excitedly.

As soon as they'd reached NCIS, Thomas and Conners grabbed their dinners and made sure they were alright before beginning to eat it. Soon, Ducky had brought over two cups of water and placed them on their desks.

"Drink this," Ducky said noting how red faced the agents had looked from their running.

"Thanks Doctor Mallard," Thomas said.

Gibbs rubbed his face… His team and the two additions had been working hard all day without stopping and they looked dead on their feet. "Look… There's nothing you can do tonight," Gibbs said. "Go home and be bright and early tomorrow."

Everybody except Ducky left, "What are you going to do Jethro?" Ducky asked as the Marine sat in the chair in deep thought.

"I don't know," Gibbs answered. "I think I'm going to go driving around and hopefully get lucky.

"That's what I thought Jethro," Ducky said. "But you should really go home. There's nothing more you can do tonight," he removed his glasses off his head and rubbed his tired eyes.

The telephone on the desk rung and Gibbs took awhile before answering. "Special Agent Gibbs," he said.

I'm not sure about this, but I found your number.

"DiNozzo?" Gibbs asked. Ducky stopped and looked at him. Where are you?" Gibbs asked.

I'm not entirely sure now. I found an address in the inside of my jacket. So I guess I'm home… I think.

"What's the address?" Gibbs asked.

Gibbs recognized the address when he was given it. "Stay there DiNozzo!" Gibbs ordered. "Do you understand me? Just stay where you are," he wanted to make sure he understood.

Yeah, I guess so… I'm just having something to eat.

"Just do NOT leave the house under any circumstances." Gibbs said as he hung up.

"Where is Anthony Jethro?" Ducky asked.

"He's at my house," Gibbs had to smile. It seems that anything that goes wrong, Tony knew where to run to.

Gibbs pressed the button to the lift and the doors immediately opened for them. Abby, Ziva, Mcgee, Conners and Thomas were all waiting for them. "I thought I told you to go home," Gibbs said with a slight smile.

"You've found him!" Abby shouted with joy. "I knew you would."

"Now before you all try and pile into my car, I must tell you that I won't be taking everyone with me," Gibbs said.

"I'm going," Abby said and nobody dared argue with her.

"Ok Abbs," Gibbs said. "Now all you better get some sleep because you all got to be at work in the morning."

"Yes Boss." Mcgee and Ziva said.

Gibbs' Residence

As soon as Gibbs stopped they were jumping out of the car. "Abbs!" Gibbs called to her. "Abby!"

Abby came jogging/bouncing back. "Come on boss man," she said. "We have to go see Tony."

"Abbs," Gibbs said. "Let me go in first. I want to make sure he's alright first… Can I trust you to stay here?"

Abby nodded as she began chewing one of her fingernails. Gibbs looked overly concerned and that worried Abby a lot. "Alright Gibbs," she said tentatively and stood in the doorway.

"DiNozzo!" Gibbs called out as soon as he entered.

It felt weird that he had felt the need to enter his own domain with such caution. There was no answer at first and he felt like cursing at the possibility that Tony might have left for some reason.

"Stay right there," Gibbs heard Tony's voice from the next room.

"DiNozzo?" Gibbs asked.

"You sound familiar… Have we talked?" Tony entered the room.

"We talked on the phone," Gibbs answered. It was now falling into place. He recognized the tone… The fear.

"Who are you?" Tony asked.

Abby stood outside and heard the mumbling inside. It was too much to ignore and she just had to go in. "Tony, I was so worried about you," she raced up to him and gave him a hug.

Tony didn't have the chance to move away. "Whoa," Tony said as he tried to break the iron grip. "Get this… This thing off me."

This made Abby let go and back into the protective radius of Gibbs. He held her. "Do you know who you are?"

Tony thought long and hard. There must be something, "Di-DiNozzo?" He asked. "That's what you called me."

Abby gave Gibbs a really worried look but kept silent. "What's your full name?" Gibbs asked him.

That even had him more confused than ever. "I don't know," he narrowed his eyes in complete frustration. "Who am I?"

"Hey," Gibbs rubbed Tony's arm. Suddenly Tony looked down. "What's wrong?" He asked Tony.

"I think I'm hungry though," Tony said.

"I thought you were going to make something to eat," Gibbs said.

"I…," Tony stopped himself from talking.

"Don't worry," Gibbs said. "I'm hungry to… I'll make something. Abby here will keep you company."

Tony walked into the living room with Tony, making sure to keep some distance in between them and then sat on the couch. There was silence between them as they sat until Abby finally said something. "So you can't remember anything? What's the first thing you do remember?" She asked him.

"I remember waking up in some hospital room," Tony answered. "Then people were chasing me… I found this address in my jacket."

Abby blinked and thought for a moment. "So what's it like?" She asked, not able to help her questioning mode, "You know, what's it like not remembering anything?"

Tony sighed and just looked at her, "Uhm Gibbs isn't it?" He asked standing up.

"What is it DiNozzo?" Gibbs asked pointing back to the couch.

"Is she for real?" Tony pointed to Abby.

"Sit down." Gibbs ordered.

Gibbs heard someone walk in who he assumed that it was Ducky and he was right. "Patient's on the couch Duck," Gibbs told him.

"You had us all worried dear Anthony?" Ducky said. "Where you been?"

"I thought my name was Di-Di-DiNozzo." Tony said.

"Oh, I see," Ducky said in a worried tone, "Well Anthony is your first name. So I'll just call you that then. You remember anything really?"

Tony shook his head. Abby got off the couch and allowed Tony to lie down on his back so he could get a thorough examination. He waited till the old man finished shining a light in his eyes and check his head for injuries. There was a nasty looking bump on the back of the head and the broken skin near the eye looked bad.

"How's your vision dear boy?" Ducky instructed Tony to follow his finger. "Any blurred vision… Seeing double?"

"Vision's fine," Tony answered.

"Good," Ducky replied. "Any other injuries?" Tony shook his head. "You know, having amnesia can be a scary thing. While doing one of his first autopsies, this student I know slipped, thankfully he wasn't holding anything at the time. Well he slipped and for twenty four hours he couldn't remember anything," Ducky said.

"Then what happened?" This wasn't helping Tony at all.

"Well… For that twenty four hour period he couldn't remember anything at all. He had problems retaining any information for that period whatsoever," Ducky continued the story.

"Is that's what going to happen with me?" Tony asked.

"Do you think we should take him to the hospital Duck?" Gibbs asked.

Ducky followed Gibbs into an adjacent room. "Actually Jethro," Ducky answered. "There's no real reason to take him to the hospital. But you can't leave him alone," Gibbs nodded to this. "But if he starts complaining of headaches or bad vision, you might be wisely advised to admit him," Ducky answered.

"Will do Duck."

They had their food and Tony was shown to the room where he'd be sleeping. Hoping that what the man said would turn out to be true, that this would be just a twenty four hour thing.