Wow, been only about four or so hours and it got 4 reviews. Now I'm up to twelve nice. You all are so awesome. Thanks for the many compliments, it pleases me to know you all are entertained.
I heard one episode Jimmy said he was diabetic so that's why he fainted. Though you can also blame our Gibbsy too if you wanna, its up to you
"Gibbs! Why did you have be so rough on him!" Abby cried as she knelt by the unconscious man.
Ducky knelt on Jimmy's other side. "Help me turn him over Abby" he instructed.
Abby nodded and put her hands under Jimmy's chest. She turned him gently into Ducky's lap and he cradled his assistant's head gently on his arm.
With his other hand he swept under Jimmy's messy hair and was relieved to find no fever.
He then put his fingers on his neck to find his pulse seemed slightly faster than normal but not enough to cause alarm.
Jimmy even seemed to be breathing normal. His chest rising and falling in a slow, steady beat. It appeared he simply fainted.
"Oh dear boy, what a mess you created" Ducky quipped but his voice held a certain love to it. He did fancy the strange young man and had grown quite fond of his young friend.
"Should we take him back to the hospital?" Tony called out. Ducky looked up and shook his head as the four gathered around in a small circle.
Ducky shook his head. "I don't think it's necessary, he seemed to just have fainted, his vitals seem normal, I think his sugar may be low though" Ducky answered.
Tim quickly went to his desk and took his candy bar he was saving.
"Here, maybe my Hershey bar will help" he offered. Ducky took it with a small smile.
"Thank you Timothy" he said. "Can you grab his bag for me please as well?" he asked and Tim retrieved it.
Ducky opened the bag keeping Jimmy's head in his lap. He found what he needed and got out Jimmy's insulin with a small needle. He prepared it and gave him his shot in his stomach.
"Jimmy? Can you hear me?" the doctor called and Jimmy groaned in response.
"Doc….doc….doctor…Mallard?" Jimmy murmured after a moment.
"Yes my boy, I am right here, are you all right?" he called. Jimmy touched his forehead and nodded.
"I…think…so" he stammered and slowly sat up with Ducky's help. "Easy Mr. Palmer, take it nice and slow" Ducky coaxed.
"I'm sorry doctor, for ever doubting you" he whispered. Ducky smiled.
"I know, lets just forget it, I am sure you had enough of people yelling at you" he said and glanced at Gibbs.
"Hey, he deserved to be scolded for being so damn reckless" Gibbs retorted but he did reach down and help Jimmy up.
"Easy Palmer, go with Abby to her lab before you puke on everyone" he said and Jimmy nodded.
"McGee escort him, then go find him some snacks before he passes out again" Gibbs barked. Tim immediately took hold of Jimmy's arm to steady him.
Ducky followed off to the side as Tim took most of Jimmy's weight.
"Easy Palmer, I am not carrying you, so just take it easy, one step at a time" Tim instructed. It was easier said than done as Jimmy kept faltering.
"Come on, almost there Jimmy, then I'll go get you a snack so you can get back some strength" McGee coaxed.
Jimmy nodded and focused on walking and with Tim's gently prodding and guide he got into the elevator.
Ducky stayed as the three got off in Abby's lab and Tim partly dragged Palmer inside.
He pushed Palmer into a chair.
"Abby, keep him awake, Gibbs will want Jimmy to work on a sketch of his shooter once he eats something" Tim said and walked off for snacks.
He came back ten minutes later with a armful of treats. He found Palmer still in the chair and Abby was next to him.
"He zoned out right after you left, all he does is keep muttering something" she said.
Tim gave her the food and knelt in front of him. "Jimmy! Look at me!" he said but it was a bit louder than he intended.
"No! No more yelling! Please, if you all want to kill me just do it!" he begged. Tim squeezed his knee.
"Relax Palmer, you're safe, just calm down and focus okay, you're fine now" Tim coaxed in a gentle voice.
Jimmy looked at him with an emotionless stare. "Am I Tim? Then why do I feel…" he stuttered and trailed off. He put his face in his hands and Tim squeezed his knee again. "I know Palmer, I know, I been there but you have to be strong" he coaxed.
Palmer looked up again and scoffed. "Easy for you to say!" he yelled and jumped up.
"You're a federal agent McGee! I'm not!" he continued to rant then slumped to the floor. Abby moved to hug him and Tim gave her a look and she stopped.
"But you still went after the man Palmer!" Tim snapped. He knelt down and grabbed Palmer's shoulder gently.
"Look Jimmy, I get it, you made a foolish mistake, but you made it and now we can catch him, but you need to focus" he said softly but firmly.
Jimmy nodded. "Okay McGee" he said giving in. Tim helped him up back into his chair and then grabbed a bag of chips.
"Eat then we'll begin work on the sketch" he instructed. Jimmy nodded and began to eat.
Tim nodded to Abby who went over and gave Jimmy a small hug from behind.
"Eat fast Jim, we got a lot of work to do" she whispered.
She then ruffled his hair and moved away back to Tim who was typing away on her computer.
Jimmy silently ate but his face was emotionless. He was broken and he wondered if he'd ever feel normal again. Or whatever normal was for him.
I guess you can say I changed the episode a bit. It's a bit darker my story and I've completely broken our sweet assistant but I may not keep him like this, you'll just have to tune in and see what happens.