"Hi Tony" Gibbs said, "eat" he continued. Tony rolled over to the table and picked up a fork.

"Awww, chinese? You're the greatest" Tony grinned. Gibbs winced. Tony frowned. "Gibbs, seriously, I'm going to be fine, stop wincing when I give you a compliment, if we're going to make this work, and I bet we can, the-"

"Tony.. we can't" Gibbs said quietly. Tony put down his fork.

"But.. you said.. I heard you..I..I came back for you!" Tony said, voice quivering, "was all that just to get me back? Was none of that from your heart?" Tony asked, blinking to get rid of the tears threatening to fall. Here was Gibbs, the man he had been hungering for since day one, telling him that all the things he had said, all the words that had laid a nice carpet over the blanks in his memory, telling him, that it was all some sort of twisted joke?

"Tony, we can't! I'm a bastard and-"

"Yeah, you got that right, you know what Gibbs, get the hell out of my house!" Tony growled.

"I can't, it's security deta-"

"Then don't be in the same room as me!" Tony growled, pushing himself from the table, he turned the wheelchair around, and went into the livingroom, Gibbs heard Tony curse. "Gibbs, same room, now" Tony said. Gibbs sighed and got up before he walked in. To find a man holding a gun pointed directly at Tony's head.

"Welcome Agent Gibbs, Tony, to a little game called survival of the fittest, which would mean YOU Agent Gibbs..walk out of here right now, pretend this never happened, and I will let you live" the man hissed. Gibbs chuckled.

"You'll LET me live? What makes you so sure I'll let YOU live?" Gibbs asked and pulled his gun. Immediatly, he felt something connect with his scull, and the world went dark.

"Not so smart" the man said and looked at Tony. There was another man standing behind Gibbs, checking his pulse. "So, Tony" the man began.

"Joshua" Tony replied. The man stopped, snickered, and then removed his mask.

"So you DID recognize me? I'm impressed" Joshua said.

"I'm not" Tony replied. He was backhanded, and his head snapped back and to the right with the force of the blow. Even the wheelchair toppled omniously before settling back. "You know, you got a lotta nerve to be whailing on a guy in a wheelchair Joshieboy" Tony said and was rewarded with another back hand blow. This time, the wheelchair DID topple over, and Joshua grabbed his hair and pulled him so he lay next to Gibbs. "Gibbs? Jet! Hey don't touch him!" Tony yelled as the man he knew as Fredrick began caressing Gibbs's hair, "Stop.. fondling his hair!" Tony yelled. He froze as Joshua's hand landed on his shoulder.

"I wouldn't worry too much about him" Joshua whispered in his ear, and Tony gulped. Memories were fleeting before his eyes, his own desperate screams, pleading to be let free.

Flashback:

"Do you want us to kill you Tony?" Joshua asked.

"Yes, please kill me" Tony replied.

"Then I will kill you" Joshua replied. The razorblade cut across his wrist, and blood seeped down from his wrist. And again, on the othr wrist. Tony sank to the floor. "I hope you all see how weak he is, we need more of them! More of his kind! Do you understand?" Joshua asked, he crouched down next to Tony and caressed his hair, "we are not homophobes, we just want you to understand that it is not natural to respond the way you do to my touch" Joshua whispered into his ear.

End flashback.

"GE'ROFF ME!" Tony yelled. But it was dark now, and Tony let his eyes dart around the room. Joshua and Fredrick were gone. There was a muffled groan besides him and Gibbs raised his head slightly. "You okay?" Tony asked as he wiped tears from his face.

"Yeah.. ouch though.. you?" Gibbs asked.

"I'm okay.. can't get up, but otherwise, ow, okay, bleeding a little" Tony said as he pulled back his hand from a cut he had obviously gotten, "and my head hurts.. and my back hurts" Tony sighed. Gibbs got up and helped Tony back into the wheelchair. He grabbed Tony's chin and tilted Tony's head from side to side to get a better look when they heard it. They both turned in the same direction. Tony stared at the note and pulled Gibbs's sleeve.

"Gibbs.. we should get outta here.." Tony whispered. But Gibbs was way ahead of him.

"Tick, Tock, time's up.
-J&F- "

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