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"Boss, Sammy said they were staying at The Pines Inn, in Winchester, VA. How soon can we get there?"
"Lucky for you that is right where we are headed. Shouldn't be more the 10 minutes drive, I don't have a problem doing this and I still completely trust you, but boy do you have a hell of a lot of explaining to do when we get this all straightened out." Gibbs said with such force and trust that it shocked Tony.
"Ok Boss" Was all Tony could say.
2/9/13: Just some small adjustments.
Gibbs continued driving until he reached the small town of Winchester; which like he had predicted only took 10 minutes to reach. Once they got into town Gibbs drove into the only gas station in town and began to fill the gas tank.
"Tony go in and ask for directions to the motel." Gibbs directed trying to get Tony to get his mind off of his father.
"Sure thing boss." Tony mumbled as he left the car and made his way into the gas station. He walked through the doors and realized it was just like all the other small town gas stations he had frequented throughout his lifetime. They were small, smelt like a barn and had outdated food on the shelves; and they almost always had some teenager working behind the counter texting when the store was empty. This place appeared to be no different. The teen behind the counter couldn't have been more than 16 and was texting angrily on his phone.
"Can you give me directions to The Pines?" Tony asked coming up to the counter.
"Yeah sure it's like right down the street. Just turn left going out of the parking lot and go straight. Hey you related to the Winchesters you look like them. Dean, he knows how to have a good time." The teen added with a smile and went back to his phone.
Tony chuckled a little at that; he always knew Dean would be the one to cause problems. Oh dear god now I'm gonna have to deal with him. Of course Tony didn't really mind he loved his brothers. "Thanks kid." He said as he left the run down gas station.
Tony walked out to the waiting Charger and slid into the passenger seat closing the door behind him and gave Gibbs the directions. He decided then that he should probably tell him that Dean was sick so he could help Tony if he needed it.
"Hey Boss when Sammy called earlier he was calling because Dean is sick. I don't know how bad or anything." Tony paused briefly looking out the window to see if he could spot the motel, "When Dean is sick especially when it gets bad he gets delirious and very hard to handle. I might need your help when we get there." Tony said in a serious tone that Gibbs didn't think he had ever heard from Tony who was always the first one to crack jokes and lighten the mood.
"Sure, Tony I will do my best to help you out just tell me what you want me to do when we get there. This is the one time you get to boss me around." Gibbs said as he tried his own hand at lightening the mood. Tony nodded as they finally reached the motel; the two in the car looked at each other and exited the car. As they were about to knock on the door they heard a resounding crash come from inside the room. The two agents, kicked down the door and ran in, and were met with an astounding sight. The room was completely torn apart sheets were askew on the beds, chairs were knocked over, the couch was on its back, random pots and pans were scattered across the floor (accounting for all the crashing) and the lamp was hanging by its cord off the side of the nightstand between the two beds. As soon as the door opened Tony was met by Sammy running towards him to hug him around the waist and one look at Sammy told him that he had been through hell since Dad left.
"Hey Sammy buddy I'm here. This is Gibbs he is the friend that I told you about. I want you to grab all your guys stuff and go with him out to the car. But first I need you to tell me where Dean is." Tony said as he bent down to Sam's level.
"In the kitchen. Be careful though he's throwing things he doesn't know who anyone is. Since Dad left two days ago he has only gotten worse I tried to take care of him but you know how he is when he gets sick." Sam said and Tony could only nod.
"Ok Sammy go with Gibbs we will be out shortly." Tony whispered to Sam and then gave Sammy a hug and pushed him towards Gibbs who had found the packed duffels and put them on his shoulders and led Sam out the door towards the car.
Tony stood up and looked around the small motel room and then looked straight ahead into the small kitchenette and headed that way. Scanning the room from left to right he saw where the stove and refrigerator were housed and in the corner next to the stove and refrigerator was a pale, shivering Dean curled into the corner with a cooking kettle in his hand for protection. Tony began to slowly make his way towards Dean when Dean suddenly looked up and saw him.
"Daddy? What are you doing here?" Dean whimpered quietly to Tony slowly stopping the rocking that he was doing and tried to focus glassy eyes on Tony.
"No buddy it's me Tony. I came to get you and Sammy. We are going back to my place ok? Can you get up for me?" Tony asked as he kneeled in front of Dean.
Dean looked up at him and let out a wet sounding cough and Tony cringed at the sound this is not good I should get Ducky to look at him when we get back to the office. Dean started to back away from him and raise the kettle.
"Dean calm down I'm just trying to help you. I won't hurt you come with me. Sammy is already waiting in the car." Tony reassured reaching out to help Dean up.
"No No I can't do that. Dad will be mad at me we aren't supposed to let anyone in and we aren't supposed to leave. No Mommy would be made that we aren't listening to Daddy." Dean said shaking his head manically. If Tony didn't realize the situation was bad before he knew it was now.
"Dean, Dad told me to come and get you and you need to listen to him don't you?" When Dean realized that Tony had Dad's permission he began to stand up a little shakily albeit but he stood up and began walking towards the door. As they exited the room Dean started to wobble a little bit so Tony picked up his little brother and carried him the rest of the way to the car.
"Sammy why don't you hop in the front seat and me and Dean will ride in the back." Tony suggested and Sammy was all the more happy to ride in the front seat which he never got to do before. Tony slid Dean in first and then got in right after him.
Gibbs looked at the small family that had just entered his car and knew immediately that he would do whatever it took to help them. "Tony where are we headed next?" Gibbs asked while pulling out of the parking lot. He looked back at Dean and he didn't look so good he was pale and shaking with shivers and sweating with the occasional cough.
"Why don't we head to the office and we can figure out what to do next from there." Tony offered as he buckled himself in and laid his brother up against his side.
"Don't you think we should take your brother to the hospital? He looks pretty rough." Gibbs commented without realizing the effect it would have on Dean. Dean heard the word hospital and started to try and wrestle away from Tony and began to make his way towards the opposite side of the car to open the opposite door while Tony was reaching for his squirmy brother. Sammy had a look of shock on his face then yelled "Gibbs lock the doors!" Gibbs did as he was told and pulled the car over before they reached the highway so he could figure out what had just happened.
"What the hell just happened? Why did he just try to jump out of a moving vehicle? All I said is that we should take him to the hospital." Gibbs said very confused and angry at being left out of the loop.
"That is exactly what got him upset! He doesn't like hospitals or Doctors and will fight going to be scene with everything he has." Tony reported when he was finally able to grab the visibly shaken Dean holding him close after a couple of minutes of calming noises and reassurances Dean finally calmed down enough to move on.
"I think it is safe to drive now." Tony said.
Gibbs merged the Charger into highway traffic and the car was filled with silence except for the occasional wet hack from the back seat. Looking in the back seat Gibbs saw Tony asleep with Dean lying against his side. Moving his attention back to the highway in front of him Gibbs saw out of the corner of his eye Sam staring blankly out the passenger side window watching the city lights blur past the car.
Unsure of what to say Gibbs said the first thing that came to mind "Hey why don't you get some sleep you look beat." Sam looked at him nodded and laid his head back closing his eyes and soon the boy was fast asleep. Gibbs continued to drive on in silence until he noticed a slight stirring in the back seat looking into his rear view mirror he saw Dean beginning to sit up and looking a little green around the gills.
"Hey Dean you ok back there?" Gibbs asked and knew it was a dumb question when Dean went to answer but instead ended up throwing up down the front of his T-shirt and flannel jacket. Dean's sudden movement of noisy retching woke Tony up.
"Dean! Gibbs how much longer until we reach the office?" Tony asked while rubbing Dean's back and reaching into his bag for an evidence bag Dean could use if he needed to throw up again.
"I can get us there in 15 minutes just hold on. Why don't you call Ducky and we can have him look Dean over for you."
"I was thinking the same thing." Tony said leaning the shivering but sleeping form of his brother against his side and reached for his phone to call Dr. Donald Mallard's number.
"Hey Ducky I need to ask a favor of you." Tony spoke into his phone.
"What can I do for you my dear boy?" Ducky replied. He was happy to hear from Tony so soon and happy to hear that Tony didn't seem in any worse shape than when he had last seen the younger man at the crime scene.
"Can you help me with my brother? He is sick and I don't know how serious it is. I would like to get your opinion."
"Sure I will get a table ready in autopsy. I will be awaiting your visit Anthony." Ducky said then was about to continue on but was greeted with the dial tone, "I sure hope Tony is alright even he can handle only so much." Then went to prep a table for Tony's brother.
Back in the car Gibbs was using his "special" driving skills that he had acquired over the years weaving between cars, making sharp turns and completing some not so legal maneuvers. Meanwhile Sam continued to sleep through all of the commotion and Tony was holding a sleeping Dean in the back seat not caring that he was getting vomit all over himself. Tony had missed his brothers and now he had to tell them Dad was dead it was not exactly how he pictured their reunion.
"Tony we're here why don't you get Dean out and take him down. Sam and I will meet up within a couple of minutes." Gibbs said pulling up to the door nearest to autopsy so Tony wouldn't have to carry Dean so far. Tony nodded and pulled Dean out and began to carry him into the building.
"Daddy where are we? We aren't at Uncle Bobby's are we?" Dean sleepily murmured into Tony's chest as they entered the elevator to see Ducky.
"Shh buddy its ok we're going to see Ducky. Remember all the stories I told you about him?" Tony asked and he felt movement against his chest and he knew that Dean was nodding his head. "Well he is going to help you and see how you are doing."
"I'm fine Daddy; I don't see why you keep asking me that." Dean asked not realizing that he was being held by his older brother and not his father.
Just as Tony was getting ready to reply the elevator opened and he exited it and entered through the doors that lead him to Ducky.