A/N: Big shout out to DS2010, who's been with the story since, I started writing. I love reading your comments. And thanks to everyone, this chapter and probably the following will be following Tony's recovery and the strengthening of the family's bond. As Always...
Austin
Our Family
Chapter 13: Post Traumatic Stress Disorder
"Good morning, Mr. Dinozzo, how are you feeling" Jamie his nurse asks him, as he stretchs his arms, Tim is still sleeping slumped over in the chair. The hospital had been nice enough, being that Tony and Tim were federal agents and protect this country, had allowed them to use the hospitals cribs. The whole family now was staying in Family Room # 231 at Thompson's Memorial Hospital in D.C.
"I'm better now that your here" Tony says in a flirtatous mannor, Tim's ears perked up at this. Tony had no attraction to women, but loved to toy, with Tim, it was just to easy.
"Okay, so how are you and your family doing"? she asks. "I'm pretty sure Tim is sick of sleeping in that chair" Tony's eyes look over at Tim still slumped over in the chair next to the bed. Tim refused to sleep in the bed in the second room in the living area. The cribs occupied only a small part on the living area. Tim had his alarm set for 6 am, to get the kids up and give them bathes before Tony's woke up, but being that nursing rounds are at 4 in the morning, Tony was already up. "Why does he sleep there" the nurse asks as she charts Tony's vitals. "When we were in the crash, I was on the hood of our truck and Tim promised me he would never leave me side". Tony says as he looks at Tim, "He's so cute when he sleeps" Jamie the nurse comments. "I know I love his baby face, I love him so much" Tony says just looking a Tim, watching Tim's chest rise and fall, he had been Tony caretaker ever since the crash. He was now caring for two children and his sick husband. Tim was so exustaed, Tim has never left his side. Tony was so grateful to have a husband like Tim. Tim, still sleeping yawned and scratched his face. "I wish I could find a man like that, just not so... you know gay" Jamie whispered "You know, that nurse, John, I think his name is, thinks your really cute. And if you haven't noticed, he his a great ass" Tony says and winks. "Alright, see you at eight Tony" Jamie says and leave's the room. Tony continued to watch Tim, Tim had only suffered a few broken bones, scratches and scrapes, but other wise he was fine. Tim still had the scar above his left eye, it now was healing but Tony couldn't help but cry when he looked at it. That scar has, does, and always will remind him of the crash, the horror on Tim face, he was so scared. unknown to Tony, Tim also suffered flashbacks, a typical symptom of their PTSD
FLASH
"Oh God, Tony. Someone, Please help" Tim's cries went un answered. Tony has just lost concusioness for the second time. Tim did not know what to do, he just held Tonys hand and slid down the side of the car. It felt so good to sit, Tim was exsugasted. Tim rested his head a the SUV, he slowly drifted to sleep closing his eyes.
FLASH
Tony was now asleep, Tim awoke, he stretcheds, he was so tired. Tired of everything, 'It's my fault Tony is in here, If I wouldn't have pushed him to go to the cabin'
"Tim, are you awake" Tony asks into the darkened room, but Tim pretends to sleep. Tim falls back asleep
~ 6 a.m. Family Room # 231 ~
"Say, good morning Daddy..Say Good morning" Tony awakens to find Tim holding Anthony and Nathan, in his arms trying to make them say "good morning" to Tony. "Good morning, babies" Tony says and stretches. "Let me hold them" Tony says to Tim and extends his arms. Tim gladly gives Anthony to his Daddy, Tony had not realized how how much time he had been in the hospital (it's been 4 weeks since the accident), Tony was now out of his brace, his shoulder was feeling much better, but he still had a broken leg and he was sore every where. Tony grabs Anthony from Tim, Anthony more less falls to Tony's chest, Anthony and Nathan had grown so much, they are now about 7 months old, they had just started crawling before the accident. A some-what loud 'ow' escapes from Tony's chest, although he was trying to hide his pain from Tim, because he wanted to hold his children so bad. "Hey big guy" Anthony smiles and giggles as his eyes examine Tony. Tony looked into the eyes of his child, something he hadn't done in a long time.
A/N: Sorry this one is so short but my battery is going dead and we have no power. Thanks stupid storm, well hope you guys know that the last thing I do on my computer if it dies is update FanFiction. Well As Always...
Austin