A/N: Read it or not, review it or not it's all your choice. Special thank you to my friends, Laci and Maria for never giving up on me and for encouraging me all the time.

I would like to apologize for, maybe letting you down, I can assure you that it was my intention. But I couldn't write anymore, some things have happened that affected me so much, it cut my ability to write up until now. I hope you will find it in your hearts to forgive me. For those who seem to think I have plenty of time to write, well yeah, writing is a BIG part of my life but IT ISN'T MY ENTIRE life.

Thanks to Mark Harmon, Pauley Perrette, Michael Weatherly, Cote de Pablo, Sean Murray, David McCallum and all the other for giving life to the wonderful characters of NCIS

Everything belongs to CBS and Bellisarius Productions except for a few things like Shane Coulfield, Randall Hunter and his son, Lee, are mine as well as Tanisha and Janet and their background.

Previously on "Driving me Crazy"

DiNozzo watched as his colleagues left Bethesda. He decides to wait until Abby showed up again to tell her. Great this was exactly what they needed. Gibbs needed rest, but that was unlikely to happen if there was a child who died. Tony hated when they had such cases because they would all be edgy at some point during the case, but the worst would be Gibbs - he would not rest until whoever was responsible for this would be put behind bars or dead. And trying to hide such info from Gibbs had no use because, like Abby had phrased it once, Gibbs was like Santa Clause - he knows everything!

This was something they could miss like tooth pain.

NINE

Tony was worried, how would he be able to keep Gibbs in the dark? And would they be able to let him rest? What if Palmer talked too much again? He could be in charge of the case, but he didn't want to brief Director Sheppard constantly either. The best thing wouldn't be not to work on this case... as if that was even an option.

Tony decided to ask Ducky what would be best for Gibbs.

Unfortunately what they had assumed, rapidly became a fact, the second burned body in car wreck was that of a child. They had still yet to identify it as well as the body of the adult. They all knew then that this one going to be a long days and surely a long case. As if they hadn't enough to deal with Gibbs in the hospital.

The Gods weren't with them right now.

Tim felt sick as he had to take to pictures, he hates it when he had to photograph burned to ashes bodies, who in hell had such a sick mind to do something like that? It was already bad enough when you do this stuff to a grown up person, but when it was a child... McGee really hoped that whoever did this had put them to sleep at first. He sure hoped so.

Ziva felt sad, a feeling she rarely experienced, the Mossad had trained her not to show any emotion, to be cold blooded, something she had always been, but since she worked with NCIS Ziva was changing slightly, nothing bit but the shifts in her emotions were there.

Even if it was still a little strange, she was starting to realize that she fit in with the teams, she even felt care about, a completely new experience for her. As much as she loved her father Eli she couldn't really said that she felt loved back by him, used certainly, but not loved. Gibbs was beginning to feel more like a father to her that her own one.

She sighed heavily. She really hated this case already and she had the feeling it was going to get worse. Ziva wondered briefly what Ducky was thinking when he performed on autopsy on a child was he able to distance himself completely would he talk to him like he did otherwise? The voice of McGee snapped her out of her thoughts.

"Ziva? I think I found something."

000

Abby was sitting on a chair next to Gibbs bed as she watched him sleep. He looks so peaceful, she though. She wondered how that car blow up, she'd have to ask the others, but she would go to work pretty, she knew she would have to examine the evidence and she wouldn't allow anyone else to do so.

Tony was still with her in the room as well, standing behind her, his arm resting on her shoulder, holding her hand. He had taken the habit of stepping in Gibbs's role when he couldn't. Which pleased Abby, it made her feel safe. Abby loved and needed to touch, it was an need she had always even when she was a little girl it provided her a sentiment of security she couldn't have any other way. It something that Anthony DiNozzo had understood quite rapidly. He felt as he she was his little sister and he had to protect her no matter what just like Gibbs did.

He was really grateful that the doc had allowed him to stay with Abby after all. Tony guest he must have seen some kind of distress in her when she saw Gibbs laying in the hospital bed.

"Do you really think he will be alright?" She asked, breaking the silence.

"He will, Abbs, don't worry so much."

Abigail Sciuto bulled her head back to be able to look into her friend's blue eyes, "he will, I promise," he said as he leaned in to place a kiss on her forehead.

She sighed heavily as she looked over at Gibbs's sleeping body. Immediately noticing at his there was some movement under his closed eyelids. Her hand automatically squeezed Tony's. Gibbs wasn't so peaceful anymore.

He's probably having a flashback or something like that, Abby, maybe a nightmare. I read somewhere that your brain is constantly working even when you sleep. Tony had barely finish his sentence that Gibbs's eyes opened.

DiNozzo immediately exited the room to call a doctor.

Doctor Bratt came a few instants later as he entered the room, he rushed to Gibbs telling him to stay still in order for the tube in his long to stay put. Abby was worried because she saw something in the icy blue eyes of the man she loved that she didn't like.

Abby took Tony's hand and pulled him outside. "I'll be right back." She said, in order for Gibbs not to panic, and grow even more restless.

"Something's not right, Tony."

Tony nodded his head before saying. "I know. He seemed distressed in there."

"I'm not going to say, I know what is going on in his head, but I think, he might have seen something before the car exploded. I might be wrong here, but I think I saw grief in his eyes."

"Why do I have the feeling I am not going to like the outcome of this... of all of this..."

"Me neither."

"What the hell is going on?"

"I wish I knew," Abby sighed, heavily.

000

A couple meters away from the place where the car explosion had occurred, a dark truck was parked.

I should have waited until he stood closer to the car before blowing it up. Damn it! He's not injured enough. A man swore as he watched the scene through the binoculars he was holding in his gloved hands. "Next time, I won't miss. That's a promise Leroy Jethro Gibbs. It's time for you to pay for what you did."

He continued to watched through his binoculars, he was now observing McGee and Ziva bag and tag evidence on the crime scene.

As Ziva walked toward Timothy, she suddenly stopped, and slowly turned, she was being watched or at least she had the sensation she was being watched.

The man in the car pulled back slightly, stunned by the intensity of the gaze that was looking at him. She's not really looking at me, it's just an impression, they can't spot me. He reassured himself still startled by Ziva's penetrating gaze.

They didn't find anything yet that, could lead them to me, there is nothing to worry about.

"Ziva, everything alright?" special agent Timothy McGee asked her as she watched her looking straight ahead as if she had something.

"Huh?"

"You okay?" He asked her.

"Yes, I just had the impression we were being watched that's all."

"What?"

"Someone is observing us somewhere."

"Why?" McGee wondered.

"I don't know, Tim, it's just a sensation."

"I know your sensation, they usually mean we're ganna be in trouble pretty soon."

"Don't worry, I'll protect you, McGee." She told him with a smile.

McGee, tilted his head to the side, "be serious, Ziva."

"I am serious, McGee."

"I know you are," Tim said a little annoyingly.

"Now what do you found?" Ziva asked him hoping to redirect their focus on the work they had still ahead of them.

Tim crouched to a small object, took a picture before picking it up and handing it to her while he said, "I think someone blew up the car intently."

His colleague examined the small piece in her hand, and realized instantly what it was. "You're right, it wasn't an accident."

"Great!" McGee sighed.

"We better let DiNozzo know about this." Ziva said.

Tim nodded his head wondering who would be the one to call him and informed him of what they found out. He wasn't really warm to tell him that it was probable that someone was after their boss again. When it happened they were all on hedge, not to mention that Abby would freak out big time, like every single time that Gibbs was the target. As for Tony he would go in 'Gibbs mode' and that was definitely not something Tim was looking forward to.

Ziva David watched her friend and colleague knowing exactly what he was thinking, she decided to take the role of messenger and deliver the news to Tony. But Tony would have to be the one that would inform Abby.

NCIS special agent David kept the small piece in her gloved hand as she walked away to call Tony.

Shane Coulfield the man in the truck was still observing the scene before him through his binoculars. He wondered who the woman was calling and why.

Wait a minute... Was she holding something in her hand? Had he left evidence behind, had overlooked something? No, that was impossible he never forgot anything.

DiNozzo left Gibbs's room as he felt it vibrate on his hip, as he checked the caller ID he noticed that it was Ziva and instantly a knot formed in his stomach. They found something. No this case wasn't going to be easy at all.

"Yeah, Ziva?"

["The explosion wasn't an accident."] She simply said.

Tony shut his eyes at her words. Damn it!

"Okay, I'll tell Abby."

["You sure, you wouldn't want to wait before you tell her the news?"]

"The faster she knows, the faster she'll be able to work on it and the sooner she works on it, the sooner we will catch the perv who did this."

["True."] Ziva answered him.

"Talked to you later... Oh, Ziva... Ducky and Palmer have picked up the bodies, right?"

["Yes, why?] The woman on the other side of the phone was surprised by his question.

"I'll tell you later." He said before hanging up, ending the conversation.

You're really becoming just like him, Tony. A little bit too much even.

I wonder how long it will take you to find me back? That is if you come alive out of my next attach. Shane said out loud still looking at the scene in front of him. But don't worry, I'll take good care of you, just like you took care of my wife and son, when you let them burn when the house was on fire.

000

"Mr. Gibbs you need to stay still, and you need to calm down, your heartbeat is too fast. And you can't move just yet." Bratt told him as he place both his hands on Gibbs's shoulders to hold him back down. Abby stood up as she looked at the scene playing before her. And as she expected him, Gibbs tried to move anyway even as the doc apply some more pressure on his shoulder with his hands.

The beep sound on the monitor as going faster while the numbers indicating his heartbeats switched from green to red.

"May I, Doctor?" She asked the man softly as she stood next to him.

Bratt her for a minute and them, nodded his head. He took a step back to let Abigail take his place.

Abby looked intently in Gibbs and told him to calm down and stay still. As Bratt watch the monitor that were indicating Gibbs's vitals he couldn't believe what he was seeing. Gibbs's heartbeat was slowing down to a normal level.

"Now you ganna stay still and sign me slowly what it is that is that made you so agitated."

The moment she'd looked into his eyes, she'd seen distress and grief and even panic which wasn't something she was used to see in his intensely expressive blue pools.

"Only signing, promise? Close your eyes, once."

She looked at him when he did as he was told. "Alright then."

Gibbs slowly lifted his hands and slowly started to sign to words that would explain Abby what was going on.

"You know."

The NCIS team leader closed his eyes again. Which she supposed was his way to say yes.

"What do you know?"

She watched again as he once more slowly moved his hands. "You know who the exploded car belongs to?" She said out loud as DiNozzo pushed to door open to enter the room again.

"Who does it belong to?" Abby asked him before watching his hands again to get the answer to her question.

"Randall Hunter..."

Tony immediately took his little book and scribbled the name Abby had said on it. The she continued as the hands of the man lying on the bed moved again.

"... He's a friend of yours... You are the godfather of his son Lee." Abby's eyes welled up with tears as soon as she finished the translate Gibbs's signing for the two other men present in the hospital room.

She slowly leaned forward and pressed her cheek to his careful not to lean too much on him, in order not to disturb the tube. She let the tears fall freely from her eyes, and held him as best as she could.

Tony who was watching them, felt his own eyes water. He need some air and fast or he was going to empty his stomach on the floor.

Bratt who was watching Tony took him outside of the room and handed him, a basket. DiNozzo took a few deep breaths and fortunately for him his nausea passed.

"Are you going to be alright, sir?" Bratt asked him with concern in his voice.

"Yeah, yeah, I will." He answered the doctor. Then he remembered something and asked the doctor: "Could you do me a favor, please?" Tony asked Bratt.

"Sure."

"Could you tell, my friends that I will be back in an hour."

"No problem."

"Thank you," Tony said before a few deep breaths and running out of this hospital.

As he sat behind the wheel, DiNozzo started his car and took off full speed.

TBC...