Chapter 3
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McGee exited the bathroom, not realizing Tony had passed out on the floor, to the waiting Ziva. She approached McGee with worry on her face.
"Well…?" She asked, looking McGee up and down. "What did he say? Is he ok?" She asked getting more anxious looking past McGee at the now closed bathroom door.
"He said he is fine Ziva, maybe we should just give him some space." McGee said, pushing her back a little and moving past her. Ziva stood for a minute waiting for Tony to emerge so she could ask him some more questions. She looked over at McGee who had now taken his seat back at his desk, shuffling through some case files. She sighed loudly, and tapped the door lightly before returning to her desk. She sat down, still craning her neck, trying to see the door. But giving up quickly and admitting that she might be paranoid, knowing about Tony's battle with Y-Pestis before. After twenty minutes had passed, Ziva glanced at the bathroom door, noticing it was still closed, she rose from her seat.
"McGee, how long has Tony been in there?" She asked the field agent, who shrugged his shoulders and his face changed to a worried look. He also got up from his seat and began walking towards the bathroom. Ziva close on his heels. As he opened the door, he called out,
"Tony, are you still in here?" Upon no answer, McGee opened the door and walked around the corner to see a slumped over Dinozzo, passed out cold. He ran to his side.
"Ziva, get in here!" He yelled. Ziva opened the door and seeing the agent laying unconscious she gasped and ran to his side.
"Stay with him, I am going to call Ducky." McGee promptly said. He ran out of the bathroom like hell was on his butt. Ziva crouched next to Tony and lowered him to the floor slowly, realizing how hot his skin was to the touch, she pulled her hand away as quickly as possible. This made the senior field agent's eyes flutter.
"Ziva?" He asked.
Tony's View:
"Ziva?" I asked, she was crouching next to me. Holding her hand like it was in pain.
"Tony?" She sounded surprised. "Just stay down here, we are getting Ducky to help you." She said, holding onto my shoulder.
"Don't worry, I am not going anywhere." I said, my head was still splitting, and I couldn't really see very well. "I don't know how I got down here." I followed up. I looked around and noticed the rust on the pipe connecting the sink to the wall. "It sure is dirty in here." I said, kind if giggling. Ziva looked down at me worried.
"This is no laughing matter Tony, you have been out for god only knows how long, I mean if we didn't come in here to find you…" she trailed off as her voice starting shaking slightly.
"Don't worry, I am fine, just a cold out of control ok?" I said, placing my hand on hers. I heard the bathroom door open, and the Scottish accent breaking the silence.
"Dinozzo, are you ok?" Ducky reached my side, and immediately put his fingers to my neck, checking my pulse. Upon finishing, he asked Ziva to help hoist me up against the stall wall in a sitting position. When I was finally able to support my own body weight, I felt a thermometer go into my mouth. This isn't going to be good. I told myself as I heard it beep. Ducky removed it from my mouth and his frown went into a panicked expression. "Oh dear." Was all he said, before rising from my side and walking out of the bathroom. I heard him return only minutes later with Gibbs by his side.
"Dinozzo, why didn't you tell me you were this sick?" I heard Gibb's voice speak roughly, yet there was a hint of worry in his voice.
"How sick is sick boss? I don't even know." I honestly said. I could barely open my eyes because my head was pounding so badly.
"Well, Dinozzo, a fever of 103.6 is pretty bad." Ducky chimed in. "We need to get you home and in bed, with some fluids and some well needed rest." He walked over to me and with Ziva's help, helped me to my feet. Everything was unsteady so I leaned on her to get me to the door to the bathroom. She did, and when we reached it, I began to feel sick to my stomach again. Oh crap. I thought to myself. But the feeling soon resided.
Ziva drove me home, and was I sure glad I made it home in one piece.