READ THIS Author's Note! IMPORTANT!

AN: I'm writing the AN on the top today, as I will be bringing in some strong things into this chapter. Maaaaaaybe you should rethink reading this chapter people... it contains.. uh.. some hints about something very.. adult.. not really sex, but "I don't want to have sex" sex.. so.. don't read if you can't handle it. You have been warned, do NOT even THINK about flaming me! Leave a review people :D BTW: My birthday is on October the 19th, which would make that (for me) tomorrow :D YAY!

Disclaimer: All hail DPB

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"So, Tony, Duck tells me you're only semi catathonic" Gibbs said, "is that right?" he asked, not even looking at Tony. While he was half expecting a "yes boss", he wasn't surprised there was no reply. Gibbs sighed and turned around from where he was standing in front of the movie shelf, and looked at Tony, "Which one do you want? Stuck on you or Living Daylight?" Gibbs asked. Nothing, not even a sound, "Living Daylight it is then" Gibbs said and brought it over to the DVD, "You know, when I get those guys, you'll going to have to talk, 'cause I don't think we have a very good case against them if you don't. We don't know if they were in charge of anything, or if they were just doing dirty work, or paperwork.. you know, I'm sure of it" Gibbs said as he placed the movie in the DVD player and closed it. An image flickered on the screen and Gibbs stood back up, turning around, facing Tony. "You know, I would've hoped you trusted me enough to talk to me Tony" Gibbs said, "either, way, I'm going to find out what happened in Peoria" he whispered and walked over to the bed.

Tony made a sound halfway through the movie and Gibbs blinked. He must've fallen asleep. Tony made a sound again and Gibbs frowned slightly. It wasn't that impatient sound from before. It was.. painfull. Gibbs got up and walked over. Tony's eyelids were closed, but his eyes were dancing disco under them, his skin laced with a thin layer of perspiration, his hair slightly damp, and he was shivering.

"Tony, Tony come on, wake up" Gibbs said, he was afraid of touching him after he had been lectured by Ducky a long while back when he woke him from a bad dream, that if you woke people with nightmares or people who were sleepwalking, you could cause serious damage. Heartfailure among others. Tony was still shivering, his heartmonitor showing that he was definetly in distress. There was a frown on Tony's forehead, and before Gibbs could think, he had his hand placed on Tony's head, smoothing out the wrinkled skin. Gibbs didn't know why, but it seemed to calm Tony down. The heartrate was sinking to a normal level, and Tony's breathing became less labored.

Flashback:

Gibbs held a hand on Tony's damp forehead under the blue lights.

"Felling any better?" Gibbs asked.

"Much.. Magic touch Boss" Tony whispered in reply.

End flashback.

Gibbs smirked as Tony's eyes flickered open.

"Hey, you ready for some food?" Gibbs asked. Nothing, and Gibbs sighed, "I'll go make some food" Gibbs said, ran a hand through Tony's hair, and walked into the kitchen. Ducky had left a bag of groceries on the table, and Gibbs peered into the bag by chance. A set of colours and drawing papers. And a note. Gibbs picked up the note.

Maybe he can express himself with this if it's too hard for him with words.

Ducky.

Gibbs smirked. "Duck, you're a genious" he praised him. Gibbs knew Tony loved to draw. He had seen some of the drawings Tony had made, and they were great. Kate's had been great too. Gibbs walked back into the livingroom and over to Tony, he raised the head of the bed up and lay a tray in Tony's lap, before laying out the colours and the drawing paper. He crouched down and took Tony's hand, staring at it, "Tony, I need you to draw something for me.. anything.. if you don't want me to be here when you do that, I'll be in the kitchen, okay?" Gibbs asked, and looked up, "I just want you to know that whatever you draw, it's alright, I'm here, and you can trust me" he finished, stroking Tony's chin lightly with his knuckles, "I'll go make some food" he said and walked into the kitchen.

Gibbs brought a bowl and a spoon into the livingroom and almost dropped it as he saw that Tony had indeed drawn something on the paper, but now he was staring at the tvscreen again. Gibbs decided to swallow his shock and walked over to Tony. He lifted the tray onto the nightstand he had brought in there for Tony's sake, and sat down on the edge of the bed, splaying a towel on Tony's chest and under his chin. He grabbed a spoonfull of soup and lifted it towards Tony's mouth. "Soup's coming" Gibbs said. To his surprise, Tony half opened his mouth and swallowed without complication. "Good work Tony" Gibbs smirked. There was a flash of something in Tony's eyes, but it was gone when Tony blinked.

When the bowl of soup was done and Gibbs had cleaned Tony up, he took the bowl and the tray out with him. He set it down by the sink, and looked at the drawing. He lost his breath at what he saw. It was Tony, hanging limply from a man's arms, another man holding a police batong in his hands, there was red stainging Tony's head and clothes. It was outside a brick building, in an alley. Gibbs swallowed convulsively. There was something in the down right corner of the drawing. Numbers. Writing?

Two months, every day,

they force you down,

hit you,

rape you,

and leave you.
Two months, every day.

That's when Gibbs threw up. In the sink. His arms was shaking violently now, and he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. Two months, every day. Had Tony gone through that all alone? Noone to talk to? Gibbs walked into the livingroom again and sat down on Tony's bed, embracing him, holding Toy's head firmly on his shoulder, just holding him, tears streaming down his face.

"Christ Tony, you went through that all alone, and then.. then you become this entirely fantastic person.. you.. you're the strongest man I've ever met" Gibbs whispered. He pulled back and lay Tony down again, and wiped his tears, "Tony, I have to ask you if I can bring at least Ducky in on this" Gibbs said, and looked into Tony's eyes, "only him, I'll even erase the part about.." Gibbs sighed as he let the words hang in the air, "Just.. just make a sound now if I can bring Ducky in on this, ALL of this" Gibbs said. Nothing. Gibbs stroked a hand through Tony's hair and got up, "Gotcha Tony" Gibbs said and smiled sadly before walking over to retrieve the finished movie from the DVD machine. There was a sound behind him and Gibbs turned around. "I can let Ducky in on this?" Gibbs asked. Tony made another sound and Gibbs grinned "Thanks Tony, you'll see that this'll get better, yo just wait and see" Gibbs said. Maybe more to himself than to Tony.

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