A.N! Wooh! Reached a hundred reviews :D I'm so happy! Thank you guys! Sadly, I don't think this chapter will be very up to par, because writers block is a real bitch and she's got her claws in me! *sigh* So, hopefully you guys enjoy it. :l

Seven.

"ACHOO!"

Two days later, the flu spread like an epidemic around the office. Tony coughed into his tissue, nose stuffy and red, throat sore, head aching, he wanted nothing more than to go to Gibbs home, lay down for twenty four hours, and just sleep this whole thing away. Instead, he'd been dragged to hicksville in nowheres' town, with the rest of the team, Abby, Duck, and Palmer.

Team Gibbs had been sent to solve another case, this time in a town several hours away from DC and everyone had been required to come, including the two doctors and their resident forensic genius. Knowing they would be gone overnight for at least three days to a week, Jethro didn't feel safe leaving Tony at home alone again, and had brought him in the van with them. At least then, he'd be in a hotel, not far from the crime scene, and upon returning to the hotel every night, they'd get to see eachother, Gibbs figured.

However, he hadn't counted on Tony catching the flu that had been going around DC lately. Unfortunately, before they could go to the hotel, check in, and let Tony get some rest, they had to head to the crime scene, seeing as the sky was looking particularly dark, almost as if it were going to rain soon enough, and if the evidence was washed up before they got to it, the case would be that much harder to solve. So Gibbs parked the van, told Tony to stay in the van, and he and his team set about working the scene, tagging and bagging evidence, sketching and taking photographs, and so on.

Tony coughed, tugged his jacket tighter around his body as another shiver ran through his body, and looked out the window of the van longingly. He missed being able to work with his team, hated being left on the sidelines. He stifled a sigh and burrowed himself further into his seat, looking the poster boy for miserable. A sudden, shooting pain lanced up his right shoulder, and it nearly took his breath away. That wasn't normal. He held his shoulder close to him, willing the ache to go away, when the same shooting pain took hold of his other shoulder and Tony gasped, arms trembling now with pain.

Tony stumbbled out of the car, falling to his knees roughly when another sharp pain ran up his legs and made them buckle. He groaned in agony, attempted to get back up, get some help, only to fall back down to his knees. "Gibbs..." he coughed, feeling particularly weak. Then something worse, a horrible crack resounded from his back, cracks from his shoulder, his knees, his nose began to bleed profusely, and he screamed.

"I am quite sure that the John Doe was-" Ziva was in the middle of theorizing where their victim had actually been last night before his consequential death, when they all heard it. The most agonizingly, blood-curdling shriek they'd ever heard. Horror movies would have gladly cast the screamer.

Gibbs turned his head toward the direction of the awful screaming and his blood ran cold when he saw, from a few yards away, Tonys' form, outside of the car, huddled on the ground. The teams reaction was all one in the same. They ran toward the van, Ducky and Palmer not far behind. Abby, who had tagged along with Duck, running faster than anyone thought possible in high healed, spiked boots.

Gibbs was the first to reach the thirteen year-old, who was still screaming for dear life, barely catching his breath. "Tony, what's wrong? What happened?" Gibbs had never felt this kind of panic before.

Tonys one trembling hand reached out for Gibbs, he let out a choked sob, "Help me..." he begged, "Please, oh God, please." Gibbs took his shaking frame into his arms, let him writhe and scream and plead for help, feeling absolutely useless in light of his sons' pain.

"Duck, do something, please." he in turn begged the doctor, who for the first time in history, was at a loss for words, rummaging through his bag, hoping to find something, anything to end the boys pain.

Abbys eyes had welled with tears, and she held onto McGee for support, who in turn held onto her, his heart breaking with every agonized gasp and strangled sob his partner let out. Kate was standing stock still, gripping the cross around her neck like a lifeline. Ziva wanted to solve this problem, the way she'd done at the hospital, but they weren't in a hospital, and they didn't know what was wrong with their boy, and she felt like hitting something!

Palmer ran back from the truck, with a number of injections. "I-I don't know which one would better work for this situation, but I've got pain killers and morphine and tranqui-"

Ducky took the injection with morphine in it without a single word and injected Tonys' arm after finding a vein. It would be a temporary relief at most, but a relief none the less. Tony slowly but surely calmed down, still panting, but not screaming bloody-mary anymore. His trembling body slumped down onto Gibbs arms, eyes drooping, he passed out.

In the van, Gibbs sat in the backseat, holding the unconcious boy close to his body, as Ziva drove, breaking every speed limit known to mankind until they reached the hotel. This clearly wasn't normal, what was happening to Tony, who was still moaning and writhering about in Gibbs arms every now and then, and they couldn't take him to a hospital, where chances were, the doctors would figure out this 'phenomenon' and take Tony away from them.

They all noticed how Tonys' clothes were suddenly engulfing him. "I don't get it." Kate said from the front seat. "His last two 'changes' went off without a hitch, why was he in so much pain this time?"

McGee nodded in agreement from the backseat. "And he's still in pain." he pointed out worridly. "Does this mean he's still regressing in age?" In the last few minutes he'd gone from thirteen to about six years-old. Everyone was in a state of astoundment and fear for their young companions life.

Unfortunately, no one had any answers.

A.N! Just wanna' say, I know you all might be thinking he's de-aging a little too quickly, but don't worry, just stay tuned for the next chapter and review, yeah? Thanks. :) Sorry for the shortness of this chapter BTW :0