Gibbs had trouble sleeping that night he was in horrible pain. He couldn't even think about not using the morphine pump. The pain was intense and the morphine wore of in a few hours. The pain woke him up every couple of hours. He also had nightmares of the crash. At least one of his would be severely injured.

The car was heading towards him. He didn't have time to warn the others. This time the car hit Tony's side. They spun into the guardrail on Ellie's side. He sat up and Tony was unconscious. Ellie's side was stuck hanging of the guardrail.

"Tony…Tony, wake up." Tony stirred and started waking up.

"Ellie, you aake?" she looked a him and nodded.

"You need to come up here. Be careful." She did and sat in between them.

"McGee, slide out of the car." McGee tried but they started to slide back. They were falling…falling…falling.

"Gibbs."

"Gibbs."

"Gibbs."

"Gibbs." He jerked awake at Tony's sight shake of the arm.

He was breathing heavily and it made the pain worse. Tony had his hand on his ride side, McGee on his left. His hand searched for the pump and McGee handed it to him. He pressed it three times. He leaned back and closed his eyes, just trying to breathe.

"You okay boss?" McGee asked.

He nodded, "Yeah…yeah I'm okay. You alright." He asked

"We're fine remember? You were the only one hurt." Tony said. He nodded.

"Yeah."

"What happened boss? You were tossing and turning, but enough to cause bleeding again." McGee told him.

He shook his head, "Dream."

"The accident?" Tony asked.

"Version of." He said.

"You in any pain, still?" he asked.

"Not really." He answered.

"Did they put the brace for your broken forearm?" Tony asked getting a nod.

"They rewrap it to stabilize it and your ribs?" He got another nod. His arm was across his body. His elbow by his side and his arm strait. His hand was not wrapped from the wrist up.

"Alright the others will be here soon." Tony announced.

"We wanted to eat Breakfast together." McGee added. Gibbs rolled his eyes the effect ruined by him smiling slightly. Everyone came in and resumed the same seats as last time.

They said variations of "Hey Gibbs.", "Hey, Bossman.", "Hello Jethro."

"What do you want to eat?" Ducky asked.

"Eggs, toast, bacon and hash. Coffee and Apple juice." Tony said.

"Meat omelet, sausage, toast, coffee, and orange juice." McGee said.

"Eggs, bacon, hash, apple sauce, and coffee." Said Bishop.

"Scrambled eggs, toast, sausage, and orange juice." Said Abby.

"Veggie omelet, toast, bacon, and apple juice." Said Jimmy.

"Jethro? Remember soft food." he had been resting with his eyes closed. He responded without opening his eyes.

"Sausage egg croissant, a bowl of fruit, toast, and Orange juice. And Coffee" He added hopefully.

"No Coffee you just had major surgery Jethro." He smiled at the half-scowl, half-pout.

The food arrived ten minutes later. They dug in. they sat and watched T.V. for an hour. They all left except for Tony. They decided one of them would stay with him until the nightmares slowed. Gibbs agreed because they knew he wasn't weak. it took a little persuasion, but he agreed nonetheless. Gibbs fell asleep in the same position as the night before, only with Tony's hand on his left arm. Tony fell asleep after an hour, in a recliner with his hand still on his arm. Gibbs only had a few nightmares, crying out softly for whoever was hurt badly.