A/N: Thanks to all who review. I'm just getting around to responding to all them. I'm so glad you guys are enjoying this story. And next chapter should be up Wednesday, after the season finale of NCIS. :) Hope you guys enjoy this chapter.

Chapter Fifteen

Today isn't a very good day. I woke up cause Baron kept moving and hitting me and now Baron keeps pushing his nose in my chest and it hurts and I really don't feel very good.

Boss is going to come up soon cause I'm awake and he'll know that it's a bad day because I'm still in bed and I haven't even changed or anything. I'm still in my sleep clothes and I don't know if Baron's left my room all night cause sometimes he goes outside using the doggie door and he does his business out there. He had some accidents when we first got him but Boss showed him where to go and he doesn't go in the house anymore.

But Baron is still in my room causes he's making a loud noise and he keeps pushing me with his nose even though that's not very nice because if he keeps pushing, I could fall off the bed which isn't very good cause I don't have my blue helmet on and I'm so tired that I can't get up and grab it.

Something smells funny though and my stomach's making that weird feeling but Baron keeps pushing me with his nose and huffing and making a loud loud noise even though I'm telling him to leave me alone.

And my head hurts and I think Baron's barking now and he won't stop.

I wonder where Boss it.

After Tony's questions, Gibbs had worked on his boat all night. He had come up a few hours after he had originally gone down and had helped Tony up the stairs and had helped get Tony settled for bed. Then he had given Baron his dinner, apologizing to the dog for making him wait so long for his food.

Then he had turned on the monitor in Tony's room so that he could hear Tony while he was downstairs working on his boat.

Having Tony remember more and more about his life before the accident was both a blessing and a curse.

A blessing because the more Tony remembered, the better he seemed to become. Although Gibbs had no illusions of Tony ever returning to work, the more Tony seem to understand the world around him the happier it made Gibbs feel that the man he loved as a son could have the best life possible.

But at the same time, Gibbs knew that it could be hurtful and dangerous as Tony remembered more about his life before living with Gibbs. Tony had been a Special Agent and before that, a police officer.

He had had many friends die in the line of duty and on top of that, he had probably seen some of the worse sides of humanity. To have Tony remember those sorts of things would be…

Gibbs just didn't want Tony to remember how Kate died. Having to see someone die that way, to have your friend's blood sprayed in your face, had almost been too much for Tony to handle then.

And now…

Gibbs looked at the shell of the boat in front of him. He had only just started working on the boat again. Those first couple of months had passed in a blur of doctors and scans and numbers and even now, a lot of that time seemed more like a dream than an actual event in his life.

If Ducky hadn't been there every step of the way, explaining all the crap that the doctors just assumed he understood, Gibbs would have probably lost his mind.

Walking towards the tool bench, Gibbs reached for the bottle of bourbon but decided against it before he had even grabbed his cup.

There was a time he could drink. But thinking that it was a drunk driver that had hurt Tony made Gibbs' gut churned and he reached for the next tool he would need.

It was going to be a long night.

Gibbs jolted up, realizing he had once again fallen asleep underneath the skeleton of the boat.

Rubbing his eyes, Gibbs tried to determine first, what time was it and second, who the hell was making all that noise?

Glancing at his wristwatch, Gibbs was surprised when he was that it was 0400. Rubbing his face and wishing for a big cup of coffee, Gibbs tried to complete his second goal.

"Baron," Gibbs grumbled when another series of whines and angry mumbles came out of Tony's monitor, "You stupid dog why'd you wake him up?" Gibbs hurried up the stairs, his knees protesting the quick movements.

He was in the kitchen when Baron started barking loudly.

"Baron!" Gibbs said, walking into Tony's room. But Baron paid him no heed, instead the dog continued barking, the intensity rising as Gibbs got closer to Tony.

Baron was on top of Tony, his large paws positioned on each side on Tony's lax body. Baron was barking frantically and nosing Tony's bad arm and chest.

"Baron," Gibbs grabbed Baron's collar and dragged the dog off of Tony's bed, "Out!"

"'oss?" Tony asked quietly, the dazed look in his eyes showing he didn't entirely know what was going on.

"Hey Tony, you're alright," Gibbs brushed Tony's sweaty hair away from his forehead. Using his body, Gibbs blocked Baron when the large dog tried to push his way towards Tony, "Baron just wanted you to wake up is all."

"'oss," Tony sighed, closing and opened his eyes, "Don't 'eel s'good."

"Tony," Gibbs started but jumped in shocked when Tony started seizing. As Tony's body contracted and jerked, Baron whined and paced behind Gibbs as Gibbs worked to make sure Tony didn't fall off the bed or hit his head against the headboard. Using some of Tony's extra pillows, Gibbs placed them in-between Tony's head and anything that he might hit his head against.

Glancing at the clock on Tony's wall, Gibbs made sure to keep track of the time.

Sure enough four minutes later, four long agonizing minutes later, Tony's body slowly stilled.

Gibbs let out a big breath in relief, glad that the episode was over.

Making sure that Tony hadn't thrown up anything that would impede his ability to breathe, Gibbs gently rolled Tony into the recovery position.

Knowing that it would take Tony anywhere from thirty seconds to two minutes to regain consciousness, Gibbs sat down gently beside Tony, brushing his fingers through Tony's sweaty hair.

Baron, who had remained in the room through the whole event, padded up to Tony's face and sniffed it carefully. Before Gibbs could reach over and remove Baron from Tony's face, the large dog began to lick Tony's face.

"Baron," Gibbs rebuked the German Shepherd but the dark sable dog just paused momentarily before he started to lick and nose Tony with more fervor, whining and crying when it took Tony awhile to respond to Baron's licking.

"S'og?" Tony's eyes opened to half-mast, looking at Gibbs with the glazed look that he always had after a seizure, "S'k?"

"Hey Tony," Gibbs smiled at the younger man but made no move to get up or reposition Tony, "You had a seizure but you're okay. We're in your bedroom."

"S'kay," Tony mumbled as he blinked ever so slowly, "Blue."

"Yeah Tony, everything's alright," Gibbs replied, making sure to keep his tone calm and reassuring, "Let's say you take a quick bath then we can go back to bed?"

"'ired 'oss," Tony nodded but made no move to help Gibbs as the Senior Agent gently lifted the younger man's body. Walking into the modified bathroom, Gibbs placed Tony gently in the shower chair that one of the physical therapist had given them back when standing up for short periods of time had been difficult for Tony.

"Yeah I know buddy," Gibbs removed Tony's braces and gently stretched the hand and foot before taking off Tony's clothes, "But just a quick bath to get all the sweat and Baron's licks off you."

Truth be told, sweat and Baron's saliva weren't the only bodily fluids on Tony but Gibbs didn't think anything good would come of telling Tony that right now.

"S'old," Tony shivered and rubbed his face with his good hand as he tried to flex his bad hand, "Hurss."

"I know it hurts Tony," Gibbs grabbed the movable spray nozzle and waited for the water to warm up before washing Tony's hair and body, "But after some sleep you'll feel better. I promise."

"'ired," Tony nodded and he slowly fell asleep in the rather comfortable shower chair.

Gibbs let him fall asleep, not minding washing Tony's hair as the young man slept.

Rinsing Tony off one more time, Gibbs grabbed a towel and made quick work of drying Tony off. Tony woke up somewhat when Gibbs was dressing him but Tony didn't seem to mind when Gibbs placed him in his big overstuffed recliner while he changed the sheets on Tony's bed.

Putting on the spare comforter, Gibbs folded it back and placed Tony onto his bed before covering him back up. Tony was shivering slightly and Gibbs made a mental note to turn off Tony's fan before he left the room. While Tony normally wasn't cold all the time, Tony did have a harder time staying warm- something Gibbs attributed to the loss of muscle tone and extra fat that had left Tony since he had woken up from his coma.

Looking at Tony's tightly curled left hand, Gibbs went back to Tony's restroom and grabbed the two braces before putting them back on, having to carefully wrestle the appendages into the hard plastic. Glad that Tony was getting his much need rest, Gibbs turned off the light but not before he turned on Tony's night light.

"Good night Tony," Gibbs ran a gentle hand through Tony's hair and watched as Baron jumped onto the bed and snuggled up next to Tony, having watched the proceedings from afar, "Night Baron."

The big dog, who seemed to be back to his calm and quiet self now that Tony was sleeping peacefully, gave a huff in response before he too quickly dropped off into sleep.

Gibbs sighed and glanced at the clock. It was 0530 already and Gibbs was normally up at this time.

Knowing he wouldn't get anymore sleep today, Gibbs walked down the steps and started a pot of coffee.

He would have to wake Tony up to take his medications at 0800 but other than that, he would let Tony sleep most of the day.

Glancing at the calendar, Gibbs shook his head and opened his phone before closing it, remembering the time. It seemed McGee and Abby wouldn't be able to take Tony and Baron to the pet store today after all. He would call them when he woke Tony up.

I think Boss came in my room.

But I was really tired and my body ached all over. That means I had a seizure but I don't think I had an accident because I don't feel wet down there.

Baron was there too cause he was licking me and putting his nose on my chest.

But it didn't hurt.

Boss helped me change cause I was sweaty and I think I took a shower but I was really tired and I know Boss doesn't mind if I sleep.

And I still don't feel good. Not sick sick just really tired.

So I'm going to sleep now because Boss is here and Baron is sleeping too.

And sometimes, when I sleep, I wake up and I don't hurt anymore.