"How long will he sleep for doctor?" Sam asked because he knew that if dean were to say something then it result in some unkind words and them being thrown out of the lab.

"Well the mild sedative I gave him will only last for about an hour however he may still sleep for a long time after the sedative weirs off" Ducky told them not stopping in his examination.

After about an hour of examining Tony and having several different tests done on him ducky was sure that there was nothing fatally wrong with him…physically. However, mentally he was not sure.

Tony had multiple lacerations and bruises a crossed his back chest and legs, that suggested that Tony was beaten severely with a belt or a whip.

Sam and Dean had been standing in the corner of the autopsy room watching ducky check over Tony. It broke their hearts to see Tony like this. Growing up Tony had always been the one to get hurt the worst and attract the most trouble. Their dad couldn't understand how Tony could hurt himself so easily. Sam had some of these troubles too but not as bad as Tony. If one of them had been captured it was Tony, and Sam had a sinking suspicion that was the same here. The thought had Sam smiling slightly.

Ducky left the room after telling them about his findings and his concerns.

At this time Tony was starting to come around and had curled in on his side. He was mumbling something under his breath. Dean moved in and hopped on the table and cradled Tony's head in his lap. He ran a gentile hand through his kid brother's hair. It was interesting how many memories were being dredged up because of this stupid situation.

He remembered when he was about 18, just graduated from high school and happy to be free, Tony had been 10 and had came down with the flu. Dean wanted to go to a party and his dad said he could right before he left for his hunt. Sam was supposed to watch him and dean was just fine with that, until Tony got a frantic call from Sam telling him that something was wrong with Tony. Dean rushed home to find Tony with a 104.5 fever and Sam freaking out. He quickly barked out instructions to Sam to start the bath water to lukewarm water. He undressed Tony to his boxers and quickly placed him in the bathtub. Finally Tony's fever came back down. After getting him out and in some new close dean sat with Tony all night with his head in deans lap with dean running his hand gently threw his hair.

Sam was rubbing his arms trying to persuade Tony to get up.

"Come on little brother wake up so we can talk to you. You are safe now Tony. That man will never hurt you again. Come on just open your eyes please." Sam was pleading to his little brother. Who he had cared for and loved since the day he was born.

Tony rolled his head and opened his eyes groggily. Seeing only the light blue shirt that dean was wearing, he became tense not knowing who was comforting him this time, his mind was racing…could this be another test? Lesson? Why was he in somebody's lap? He began to breath heavily. His eyes then traveled up the length of shirt and finally ended on dean's face, relaxing slightly. Feeling another presence next to him he rolled his head to see Sam sitting next to him, relaxing him even more. He felt more relaxed than he had in a long time…or what felt like a long time to him. He was in the arms of his big brothers.

Dean had felt Tony get real tense then suddenly relax when he saw who was surrounding him.

"Hey Tony nice to see your awake can you talk?" Dan asked relived that his brother was now awake.

Tony was about to open his mouth to say that his name wasn't Tony, it was Gabe, but then he remembered the most important roll, which was don't talk. So Tony settled on a slow shake of the head.

"That's ok take your time, are you ok Tony? Do you know who we are, Tony?" Sam asked. He didn't know what compelled him to ask that question but suddenly he knew it was important.

Tony slowly nodded his head, confused as to why the two most important people in his life were asking him if he forgot about them…his protectors… his best friends… his big brothers.

Just then Gibbs decided to come back into the room, along with Abby, Palmer, Ziva, McGee, and Ducky.

Everybody looked at the tight family unit in front of the group. Tony was curled up on his side; Dean was cradling Tony's head on his lap and Sam standing in a protective stance in front of them. Seeing that Tony was awake everybody made the mistake of running over to him bombarding him with questions and touch.

Sensory overload was exactly what Tony was feeling at that moment. Tony began to have a full on panic attack. Tony rolled off the table a reached out an attempted to pull dean down with him. But before he could he found dean swiveling around and jumping off the table landing next to Tony on the floor, where Tony grabbed a hold on dean's shirt hiding his head in dean's side. At this point he was hyperventilating and franticly twisting deans shirt material.

Sam in the meantime was pushing people away from Tony and yelling at them to shut the hell up. Couldn't they see that his brother was panicking because they were smothering him? Shit, he would panic too if they had done the same to him. Everybody held stock still as they listened and watched dean talk Tony down from his episode.