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"Shh buddy its ok, were 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.
2/10/13: Just some small adjustments
Tony walked through the doors carrying the small burden in his arms and was greeted by an empty room. Walking over to the table that was clearly prepped for Dean, Tony set his sleeping brother on the table and was about to walk over to Ducky's office when Ducky stepped out from behind the office doors. The Doctor was dressed in his usual casual clothes with one of his famous bowties.
"Anthony my boy how are you doing? I'm sorry to hear about your father, and I'm assuming this is your brother, what's his name?" Ducky questioned trying to keep up a casual conversation as they walked over to the young boy lying on his autopsy table the same one his father had been laying on just a few hours earlier.
"This is Dean he is 14 and my other brother, Sammy, should be down shortly with Gibbs. Hey Ducky do you think you would have an extra set of scrubs Dean could use? He made puked all over himself; and do you have a top that I could use?" Tony said walking over to stand beside his brother and started to wake him up. "Dean come on buddy I need you to wake up so Ducky can make sure you are alright. Come on time to wake up."
"Of course Tony let me go and get them from my office I will be right back." Ducky answered.
Dean began to move on the table and then sat up and looking around trying to figure out where he was. "Where am I?"
Coming back with scrubs in hand, Ducky introduced himself "Hello Dean. My name is Dr. Mallard but your brother and all of my friends call me Ducky." Ducky said while helping Tony undress his brother without getting to much vomit all on him or surrounding area. The two men eventually got the teen dressed in a pair of Palmer's extra scrubs but even they with huge on Dean. Looking over the very ill young man in front of him Ducky went over to his bag and grabbed a thermometer only pausing to take in the scene in front of him. Tony had changed his top and moved to sit next to Dean and was gently rubbing the young teen's back and whispering in his ear. Ducky began walking and continued his visual inspection of Dean and noticed that Dean looked to be extremely skinny for his age and his cheeks were rosy with fever.
"I'm going to need to take your temperature. Can you open your mouth for me?" Ducky requested of the barely conscious young man in front of him.
Dean opened his mouth just wide enough to allow the thermometer into his mouth. Dean leaned to his left against his Tony who in turn wrapped his arm around him. Just as Ducky was about to remove the thermometer from Dean's mouth and read the temperature Abby, the resident goth that had stolen the hearts of everyone at NCIS, burst through the doors and flung herself at Tony.
"Tony oh my gosh I'm sorry to hear about your Dad! How are you doing and who is this little guy?" She asked as she viciously hugged Tony and forced him to lean Dean against Ducky who went to make sure Dean didn't fall off the table.
"Abby can we do this somewhere else?" Tony asked as he began to quickly tug Abby toward Ducky's office. Unfortunately just as Abby began talking Gibbs came in followed closely by Sammy who had heard Abby.
"Tony what is she talking about? What happened to Dad?" Sammy asked as he walked over to Tony who had stopped mid stride once he realized Sam and Gibbs had heard Abby. Tony looked over his shoulder at Dean who was looking at Tony waiting for an answer.
"Dad's dead." Tony barely managed to whisper. The reaction was instantaneous; Sam ran crying into Tony's arms and he quickly gathered him up in his arms. Whereas Dean sat shaking his head mutely tears streaming down his face then as if the news was too much he puked once more and passed out. That final act got everyone in gear Ducky looked at the thermometer and read the temperature.
"102.5, we need to get him to the hospital they can do more tests there." Ducky ordered as he gathered all of his belongings and began to make a call on his phone to one of his contacts at Bethesda so that they staff could be ready once they arrived. Gibbs gathered Dean into his arms and followed Ducky out of the room and was closely followed by Tony who was carrying Sam in his arms. This left Abby standing in the autopsy trying to figure out what had just happened. When she couldn't come to a conclusion she decided to go up to the bullpen and ask Kate and McGee what they knew.
Making her way from autopsy to the elevator she began to slowly ascend to the bullpen where her friends would no doubt be working. Who were those kids with Tony, they were too old to be his children but he looked at them as if they were his own. Brothers' maybe? He did say that Dad was dead but why didn't he ever mention them before and why didn't they know about their father being dead? Then again I didn't even know about Tony having a Marine for a father either. Abby was abruptly interrupted from her thoughts when the elevator dinged and the doors opened to the bullpen. Storming out of the elevator she quickly ran towards her friends desk and began to relentlessly question them.
"Timmy! Kate! What is going on with Tony? Who are those two kids he is toting around and don't you dare lie to me!" She said without pause walking over and standing in front her friends that were until then trying to figure out that for themselves, well except the part about the kids that was news to them.
"Abby what kids are you talking about? We just know that Gibbs and Tony left right after we found out the victim was Tony's father. We don't know what you're talking about but please feel free to explain." McGee answered exchanging a puzzled look with Kate; and went over to lean against Kate's desk to wait for an explanation.
"Guys I don't even know where to start. When I heard from Palmer that Tony was going to be going down to autopsy when he got back I ran down there to see how he was doing. When I got there I started to say how sorry I was to hear about his Dad. As soon as I started talking he started dragging me towards Ducky's office like he didn't want anyone else to hear what I was saying. Then Gibbs and the youngest kid walked in and asked what we were talking about and Tony just said that Dad was dead and the youngest kid ran towards Tony and the sick one that I would guess is older passed out and they all left to go to the hospital." Abby rushed out.
"Shit Abby why didn't you say that sooner we should probably all get down to the hospital to help out Tony and see if he needs anything." McGee replied as he ran to his desk to gather his belongings while Kate did the same at her desk. Once both agents had everything they ran towards the elevator.
"Aren't you coming? We don't have all day!" Kate called over her shoulder. Realizing that Kate was yelling at her Abby sprinted to make up the distance between her and her friends. Getting out of the elevator they were soon in Kate's car and on their way to Bethesda to figure out what in the world was going on.
While the rest of the MCRT crew was trying to figure out what was going on Gibbs, Tony and Ducky were on the way to the hospital with a hysterical Sammy still clinging to Tony and a unconscious Dean in the backseat being monitored by Ducky who was talking on the phone with his contact at Bethesda. That left Gibbs navigating the busy streets of DC with his trusty Charger.
Ducky hung up his cell phone "It seems we are in a bit of a pickle. I was talking to and he said that they are currently taking in sailors from a training accident at Quantico. So we will have to sit in the ER but we have been put at the top of the waiting list. Jethro you may as well slow down before you get us all killed." Ducky finished as he looked down at his young charge that was beginning to stir.
"Dean how you feeling?" Gibbs asked looking back at the teen through his rear view mirror but he got no response. Dean sat looking blankly ahead through the front windshield. "We are here now." Gibbs stated as he parked the car and the odd ball group made their way towards the emergency room with Dean swaying towards the doors.
The group made their way into the waiting room where Ducky registered the group and brought the necessary paper work over for Tony to fill out who after years of practice had it filled out and returned very quickly. Tony set Sam down in one of the waiting room chairs sandwiching the small boy between him and Gibbs and leaving Dean to be between him and Ducky. They had been sitting in the waiting room for about an hour before Tony began to notice how warm Dean was; maybe warm wasn't quite the right word, Dean was burning up! It looked like the delusions were beginning to make a comeback back but there wasn't anything he could do about it, so Dean suffered in silence while Tony looked on.
"Tony why is Dean so quiet? He hasn't said anything since we got here." Little Sammy asked his older brother.
"I don't know buddy he probably just doesn't feel good." Tony answered but truth be told he did know what was wrong with Dean and was scared at the implications of what the small act of silence would mean for them. The last time Tony had seen Dean this quiet was after their mother had been killed and Dean hadn't spoken for months and was nearly catatonic. Tony wasn't naïve enough to believe that this would be any different but in all reality it would probably be much worse because Dean had known their Dad longer and had more memories with the man. Tony looked down at his pale and sweating brother and brought him closer to his side.
"Dean how are you doing you feeling any better?" Tony foolishly asked his brother but was ignored. It was then that a blur of black appeared in the ER waiting room that was closely followed by his team mates. Once Kate laid eyes on the group waiting in the corner she was quick to point them out to McGee and Abby and they headed over.
"Tony I'm so sorry about before I had no idea that they didn't know. But boy do you have a lot of explaining to do. I don't have any idea what is going on." Abby apologized and reprimanded within a single breath something only she could do.
"Abby there was no way you could have known and as far as explaining goes I will tell all of you what is going on as soon as my brother gets help." Tony said and motioned towards Dean who was beginning to slump forward in his seat. "Also this is Sammy my youngest brother." He said motioning to his other side where Sammy waved slightly.
"Tony I'm so sorry for your loss. I want you to know that I will be here for you every step of the way. I will always have your six and so will everyone else here." Kate said as she bent forward to give Tony a hug then moved on to give the other smaller boy a hug who embraced her just the same. Kate moved to the other boy, Dean and leaned in to repeat the gesture but as she wrapped her arms around his tiny body he didn't even so much as move to return the gesture.
Kate went to stand besides McGee who was still unsure of what he should be doing so he started leaning from side to side looking around the room nervously.
"Hey Probie need to use the bathroom?" Tony asked trying to lighten the already heavy mood.
"Do any of you guys need anything? I don't know what to do right now." McGee answered.
"Well if you want to go see how much longer we have to wait that would be great. He is registered under Dean Winchester. Thanks McGee." Tony answered as he looked down at his brother who was still slumping forwards in his chair and then he looked over to Sammy who had quickly started a conversation with Kate, Gibbs was on his phone with the director asking for the rest of the week off for the whole team and explaining the circumstance, Ducky and Abby were talking to each other about something unknown to him.
"Tony they said we probably have another hour to wait for an available room all the doctors are taking care of the sailors brought in and they are just beginning to get to the least serious injuries. Sorry" McGee informed as he went to sit across from his mentor.
"It's ok. Hey did you find a '67 Chevy Impala? It was my Dad's and I would really like to get it back it's all we have to remember him by." Tony asked getting a little misty eyed realizing once again that his Dad was dead and his remaining blood family were sitting right next to him nestled in his arms.
"Tony! That belonged to you guys? It had a loaded arsenal in the trunk. What are you guys assassins?" McGee asked loud enough to gain the attention of everyone in the surrounding area.
"Yeah something like that I'll explain later." Tony muttered but looked down at Dean who was beginning to cough again. Tony wasn't too worried at first but then the coughs started getting more wet sounding and they started to violently shake the sick teen. Suddenly Dean was struggling to catch a breath between hacking coughs, and was bending over trying to catch his breath with Tony and Ducky rubbing his back trying to reassure the young man. Suddenly Dean slumped forward out of the chair and landed on the ground hitting his head on the way down.
"We need help over here!" Gibbs yelled across the room as he got up from his chair and ran over to help Dean.
Tony immediately knelt down on the ground and went to flip his brother over and was shocked at what he saw. Apart from an already forming bruise and small gash bleeding on his forehead from the fall; Dean's lips had a thin layer of blood and upon further inspection he had some on his hands. Before Tony or Ducky could do anything else a team of nurses were over by the brothers with a gurney and were lifting the unconscious teen onto the gurney and rushed him out of the room and through the staff only behind this point door.
The next hours were hell for the team and family. Tony paced the room making phone calls while the rest of the team tried to comfort Sammy who had in one day found out that his father was dead and watched one of his brothers be rushed into a hospital room unconscious. Sam was cuddling against Kate who was perfectly content with the small boy taking comfort in her and was glad that she could help.
Tony was calling Bobby and let him know of everything that had happened so far and the older hunter said he would catch the first plane out. Tony then called Pastor Jim who had Caleb with him while Pastor Jim wouldn't be able to leave on such short notice he would be waiting at Bobby's place and would help with John's funeral. Caleb on the other hand said he would be there as soon as he could and would catch the next plane and would carpool with Bobby.
Tony hung up finally done with the phone calls and sat back down eagerly awaiting any information on Dean. As Tony waited he realized that now he would have to rearrange the apartment that he and Caleb shared whenever Caleb was in town on business. By no means was their shared apartment small it was just over run by two bachelor men that had stuff piled everywhere and they would have to clean it up now which would be a chore in and of itself.
"Dean Winchester family?" A nurse called standing in the front of the doors that had hours ago swallowed Dean and left his family in a panic that would not be calmed until they saw him again. As they heard themselves being called they all stood up and began walking towards the nurse with the exception of Kate who had to wake Sam up.
"We are his family. Is he ok, what's the matter with him?" Tony asked.
"Well Mr.… DiNozzo, Mr. Winchester was in pretty serious condition when we took him back. We managed to lower his temperature a little bit but he is still unconscious. Dean is suffering from a very severe case of Pneumonia and the coughing, fever and from what I could tell vomiting are all symptoms of that. What I would like to know is why you let it get this bad? His symptoms would have been making themselves apparent for days." The nurse accused a surprised Tony; he stumbled around for words to explain his predicament but came up with nothing. When Gibbs saw his senior field agent struggling for an explanation he stepped in.
"Tony just found out his father was dead this morning and rushed to go and get his brothers from the motel they were staying at with their father. When Tony got to the motel he found his brother in this condition and we got here as soon as we could." Gibbs icily informed the young nurse who turned beet red.
"Sorry sir it's just that Dean broke all of our hearts when you brought him in and we just want what is best for him." The nurse replied. "Dean has been moved into a room in the ICU where he will be until he wakes up and his fever lowers. Come with me and I will show you to his room." The nurse instructed as she led the group to elevator that would take them up two stories. They all crowded into the elevator and waited in a somewhat awkward silence until the doors finally opened.
"This way please." The nurse said as she waved to one of the attending nurses at the head of the unit. They all made their way down the hallway to the second to last room on the left and walked in. Once they had all gathered in the room they got a clear look at Dean who was sporting an oxygen mask and a bunch of other wires that were connected to various parts of his body. On his forehead there were four neat little stitches matched with a painful looking bruise.
"Dean doesn't appear to have a concussion but he will be closely monitored to make sure there aren't any unforeseen complications." She continued but when she saw the group was more focused on going over to the teen's bed side she finished with "I'll be leaving but if you have any questions feel free to hit the call button. His doctor will be making his rounds shortly. Once again I'm sorry for the misunderstanding earlier." She said and left.
The group of NCIS agents moved to sit in all of the available chairs and Gibbs and McGee went to move the room's sofa closer to the bed so more people could sit there. Tony meanwhile lifted Sammy to sit in Dean's bed.
"Well I guess now is a good of time as any to explain myself." Tony said to his captive audience in the room.