Tony felt tired. Exhausted. He knew what this was. He recognized it from Baltimore. He recognized that soon, he was going to end up on his sofa, drinking the night away and watching old comedies to at least laugh at SOMETHING. Ducky was probably blabbering on and on about his condition. Gibbs was prbably snorting, thinking Tony needed to buckle up and become a man soon. Maybe coming to work for the FBI would be good after all? Change of scenery and all that.

"Penny for your thoughts Tony?" Kate asked. Tony spared her a glance before looking into his drawer to find a stapler he could punch himself in the head with so he didn't have to deal with his nosy coworkers.

"Thinking about how nice it will be when you shut up and do what you're paid to do," Tony muttered and closed the drawer.

"What's gotten into you lately?" Kate asked. She had had enough.

"Nothing you need to bother yourself with Katie," Tony snarled.

"YOU acting like a spolied little sullen brat IS my bother! You're ruining a good chance here Tony. Gibbs is going to kick you off his team if you continue to just...be an ass!" Kate growled angrily.

"Maybe he won't HAVE to kick me off his team!" Tony growled back, he was starting to feel dizzy, black spots entering his line of vision. Kate looked shocked. Good, Tony thought.

"What're you saying?" Kate asked, swallowing.

"I'm saying I got a new job offer. Pay is better, and sinse I'm ruining everything, it would be best if I took that job offer, don't you think? So you can get me out of your hair?" Tony asked. "No more silly jokes, no more movie referrances, isn't that what you always wanted Kate?" Tony continued, he blinked hard, holding his head.

"You okay Tony?" McGee asked.

"What do you care, Probie?" Tony said angrily. Then his eyes rolled into the back of his head and his head slammed down onto his desk, his limp body sliding to the floor before Kate and McGee could even react.

"Get Ducky! NOW McGee!" Kate hollered as she jumped over her desk and ran over to Tony. "Tony, can you hear me? Tony! Tony you have to wake up now!" Kate said, her heart thudding rapidly against he ribcage. She had never seen Tony so upset. Sure, he could be a real menace if you got onto his bad side, but he had NEVER talked openly and so angrily about changing jobs. He really meant it this time, and that scared her. McGee had hung up the phone and removed his jacket, placing it under Tony's head.

"Wow...he's really thin," McGee said and Kate spared him a look before looking at Tony and seeing that McGee was entirely correct. Tony was way too thin. Even for Tony, he was way too thin. His stomach was hollow, sunken, as was his eyes. His skin was clinging to his bones. The elevator dinged and Ducky came trotting over to them.

"Move aside Caitlin," Ducky ordered and Kate moved out of the way. "Anthony? Anthony can you hear me dear boy?" Ducky asked. Tony's eyes blinked open. "When was the last time you ate?" Ducky asked, taking Tony's vitals. Tony mumbled something neither McGee or Kate could hear and Ducky tssk'ed for a while. "Anthony Anthony Anthony, come on, slowly, let's get you home," Ducky said and helped Tony sit up.

"I can work," Tony said.

"No, you can't," Ducky said sternly and Tony sighed as he let Ducky help him up. He almost passed out again and felt McGee taking his other arm, slinging it over his shoulders. They walked towards the elevator when Gibbs stepped out of it.

"What happened?" Gibbs asked.

"He's on sickleave as of now," Ducky simply said before they got into the elevator and the doors closed on Gibbs's surprised face.

"I can stand on my own!" Tony snapped.

"Yes, I believe you can, but I think I will be staying close just in case," Ducky said patiently as he let Tony stand on his own, as did McGee. McGee wisely kept his mouth shut. "Well, I cannot let you drive alone, and I am really elbow's deep in our dear departed mystery man, so I guess it will be Abigail who-"

"No," Tony said.

"No?" Ducky asked.

"She pinkie sweared Ducky. And she told him anyway," Tony explained.

"Ah, would you rather I got Timothy to go with you then?" Ducky asked.

"I'm going home. Alone," Tony said.

"Antho-"

"No Ducky, I'm going home alone to sleep, watch some movies, and relax. I don't need a babysitter!" Tony said angrily.

"All right. I will be by later this evening when work permits it," Ducky said.

"I can take care of myself!" Tony said angrily.

"Yes, I can quite see that," Ducky snapped. McGee still said nothing, pretending not to hear the conversation as the doors opened and he and Ducky walked after Tony outside. Ducky called for a cab and they waited together. As the cab arrived and Tony got into the backseat, Ducky held the door open. "I will see you later Anthony," Ducky said and closed the door after a glare from Tony. Both he and McGee remained standing to watch the cab disappear out the gate.

"He'll be okay, won't he Ducky?" McGee asked. Ducky blinked, looking at him with a reassuring smile. Then he turned and left. "He'll be okay, right? Ducky?" McGee asked as he hurried after Ducky back inside the building.

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AN: Hellooooo, here's the update. Review's are really really really really really really really really really awesome, just so you know :) I've been in meeting's all day, so that's why the update is so late, lol. Tomorrow, it will probably be late as well. Meetings. Again. Hey, I just remembered! I have CAKE! :D And Coca Cola. So what am I doing here then? *runs off*