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Chapter 13

Tony paced outside Jimmy's room unable to go in; feeling useless as the doctors busied themselves helping his friend.

He looked through the small observation window watching Jimmy convulse as the Meth ravaged its way through his system.

"LET ME GO!" Jimmy screamed as they tied him onto the bed using restraints.

Tony looked as his scrawny friend suddenly seemed to gain the strength of ten men and he shook off the two doctors holding him down and started wrecking the room.

One of the nurses hit and alarm button and five security guards came running down the corridor and they all went to hold him down.

Jimmy was still struggling and Tony barged past the security guards. "Get off him!" he snarled.

Tony placed a hand on Jimmy's head, "Jimmy, its ok you're safe now." He said.

"Toooonyyyy! Get away….they'll hurt you….save dad….save…Jack….save….." Jimmy collapsed again and moved to allow the doctors to restrain him.

Tony walked out of the room and up to the nurse who had tried pushed the alarm button.

"Do you read your patients notes?" He asked annoyed.

"Why bother officer?" She said seeing his badge, "He's just another crack head we get them most weekends."

She didn't mean to sound standoffish she was just tired at the end of a 72 hours shift and had had six junkies in already today.

"He's not a crack head, he's a Victim in a kidnapping and assault, the trauma you've just caused didn't help matters." Tony said

"I….I didn't know." She said, "I'm just tired, we try our best you know." She smiled in an attempt at an apology, "I'll make sure everyone else knows that he's not a junkie, and I'll personally talk to the doctor if you'll fill me in on what happened." She offered.

Tony nodded and took her to one side and explained what he had been through and what they expected he might have been through.

When he finished the nurse had tears in her eyes.

"Oh My God, that poor boy." She said.

She thanked Tony for the information and headed off to inform the doctor in charge.

Tony slumped into a chair knowing there was nothing else he could do until a doctor came out and let him know how Jimmy was.

Gibbs headed towards the rehab center the police told him they had sent her to.

He parked up and walked inside, the sun was just starting to rise and he was starting to feel the effects of being up all night.

"We don't open to visitors till one." A bored voice said from behind reception.

Gibbs flashed his credentials. "NCIS. I'm here to check on the status of a patient just brought in.," he said curtly.

The guard lazily looked up, "Name?" He asked.

"Special Agent Gibbs." He said.

The guard sighed, "The patient's name?" He said again.

"Eunice Palmer, I want to see her doc too!" He demanded

"It's 5.30am, he's not in yet," The guard grumbled.

Gibbs slammed his hand down on the desk, "This is part of an ongoing investigation unless you want me to arrest your for interfering in a federal investigation then I suggest you get him outta bed…NOW!"

The guard jumped up. "Yessir!" He stumbled back, grabbed the phone, and started making calls as Gibbs walked towards the window and looked out at the sun rising behind the buildings in front of him.

Half an hour later Gibbs was being escorted to Eunice Palmers' room. It was her first 48 hours there and she was in lockdown where all new patients where put on suicide watch.

He waited as the guard passed him over to the nurse on the ward.

"Agent Gibbs," The nurse said with a smile. "I'm Sally." She walked him to a room, "You can't go in, but you can look through the window, she's in no state to talk to anyone anyway."

Gibbs looked through the glass; Eunice looked old. Even older than Jack, he assumed that was the effect of the drugs and he found himself wondering what it would have been like if he were raised by her rather than Anne and how much better Jimmy's life could have been.

Whilst he was lost in this introspective, the doctor walked up behind him.

"Agent Gibbs," She said and smirked as he jumped.

He turned to look at her, "Yes." He snapped.

"Dr. Jenny Pressman," She smiled, Gibbs raised an eyebrow, a doctor and a redhead. He shook his head willing those thoughts to go away.

"Dr. Pressman, I'm here about Eunice Palmer. She was brought in this morning." He said.

"Yes I have checked her chart, it says you're prepared to pay for her rehabilitation privately," She looked surprised but carried on.

"She's….my brothers mother, but she is also under arrest so will not be allowed at anytime to check herself out." He made sure she got this point.

"Very well, Right now she is under sedation, we will be starting her on a detoxifying regime in the morning depending on the outcome of her bloods." Jenny said.

"I just needed to know that she was ok, she is not allowed any visitors without my authorization, and I want it clear that all communication regarding this woman is to come to me." He stood his ground and she took notes and nodded.

"Very well Agent Gibbs, I look forward to working with you." She replied and shook his hand.

Jimmy woke up his head hurt, his side was burning and he felt sicker than he had ever felt in his life.

He couldn't see clearly and went to turn over to grab his glasses off his nightstand. Then he found he couldn't move and he was mentally assaulted as all the images from the past night washed over him. He thought he was still in the motel room and realized he was too scared to scream, only when he tried to move again did he realize that he was tied up.

"Noooo!" He tried calling out but his throat was too sore, "Mom?" he croaked.

A nurse stood up and helped him with some ice chips.

"It's ok Jimmy, you're in hospital, you're safe now." She told him she brushed the hair from his forehead and passed him his glasses.

Jimmy slightly pulled at his restraints, "Please….let me go." He pleaded.

"I can untie the restraints as long as you remain here; you're not cleared to leave yet." She said and started to undo them as Jimmy nodded.

She helped him sit up and gave him a few more ice chips to wet his throat.

"My names Helen, I'm your nurse," She told him.

"Thank you Helen." He croaked, "What happened?" he asked.

"You had a bad 'trip' dear," Helen smiled, "Maybe some bad Meth…I'm not sure, they just asked me to sit with you, you had a nasty gash in your side that we stitched up as well. Do you want me to get someone in to see you about your habit?"

Jimmy pulled away from her, "I'm not a junkie, I don't have a habit!" he rasped.

"They all say that dear, but if you end up here in the state that you were….well you were so high it took five of our security team to get you in this bed."

Jimmy looked away from her, "It wasn't my fault….did….did I hurt anyone?" He asked.

"I did hear the woman that was with you went to a hospital, not this one though, I think she died." Helen said

Jimmy looked away unable to stop the tears that were falling down his cheeks, "My dad…..my Brother?" he questioned.

"I don't think they made it either," Helen said softly.

With that, Jimmy fainted.

The door opened and the nurse who had spoken to Tony earlier walked in, "Helen what are you doing here?" Susan asked.

"I was asked to sit with the junkie kid who lost his family in the car wreck," She replied.

"Jimmy Parker, he's two doors down." Susan told her.

"Oh Ok!" She said smiling brightly and walked off down the hall.

Tony opened the door as Helen walked out, "How is he?" he asked concerned.

"He's not woken up yet, do you want to stay with him?" Susan asked.

"I will, I have to go back home to change then I'll be back, tell him I've got his six and I'll be back soon." Tony said.

An hour later Jimmy woke up again.

"Hello Jimmy, nice to see you up and around again," Susan said.

Jimmy looked at her and turned away, "Go away." He said.

"Jimmy! You need to sit up for me, I need to give you your medication and we need to talk about your mother." Susan said. Tony had asked that as soon as Jimmy woke up that he be told that his mother was in Rehab getting the best care possible.

"Please I know about …I just …not now…" Jimmy started crying and turned so no one could see.

"Autopsy Gremlin!" Tony said smiling as he opened the door, he had been surprised to see that Gibbs hadn't beaten him here, since he had talked to him ten minutes ago, Gibbs had planned on picking up Jackson and coming straight to the hospital.

"I didn't mean to!" Jimmy yelled, "Just go away, Tony!"

"What?" Tony said confused.

"JUST GET OUT!" Jimmy grabbed the bedpan next to his head and threw it at Tony's head.