Three days later, started eating breakfast at 9, enjoyed in easy silence. They went for a walk at 9:30. Ellie and Tony helped Gibbs sit up. He was still a little weaker from the sabotage to his IV. The pain spikes had stopped but he was still worn out. He was leaning slightly towards the pump he was holding tightly. He didn't want to held up so they stayed close, Ellie by his right with Tony by the pump. They walked out the door and down the hall. Gibbs walked down the hall about 1 ½ football yards. Sitting down on a bench in the hall, he leaned down with a hand on the bench and the other on the pump. Gibbs was sweating and breathing hard.

"You doin' alright?" Ellie asked.

"Yeah, just need a break," he responded.

"Okay, just makin' sure pain's not too bad." Tony said. Gibbs smirked and nodded back.

The others showed up 25 minutes later, at 9:55, poking their heads in the door then looked down the hall. They approached them as Tony and Ellie sat next to him. He got his breath back, leaning back against the wall. Ducky patted his good shoulder. McGee smiled as Abby hugged him, kissing his forehead. She hugged him as she sat down, making Tony scoot over.

"Hey Gibbs, how ya feelin'?" She asked.

"I'm good Abbs. Trying not to overdo it, I'd hate for you to have to kill me leaving no trace." He smirked, sitting back against the wall.

"You know I would."

"Oh, yeah Abbs I know." He responded.

"Jimmy and Brenna relaxing at home?" he asked.

"Yes, Dear Brenna's back has been irritated, with all the errands they'vebeen running."

"Ah, yes make sure he massages her feet and back works every time." Gibbs said with a small, knowing smile. They relaxed with him, joking around.

A few minutes later Gibbs tried to stand up, unable to lift himself up. Tony took his right elbow, Ellie the left armpit and an arm around his waist, gently lifting him up. He gripped the pole tightly, once he was steadily on his feet they let go slowly. Ducky was by Ellie while, McGee and Abby by Tony. They slowly walked to the end of the hall, a total of 3 football yards, one way. They stopped and sat next to him on a bench at the end of the hall. He closed his eyes to rest. They helped him stand up again and they walked 3 football yards back to the room. They took his arms and waist, lifting him gently onto the bed, scooting back and into his pillows. He pressed the control once.

"You okay, boss?" McGee asked.

"Yeah little sore but not bad." They nodded.

He was tired but not enough to sleep; they watched t.v. and joked around. They decided to get lunch at 11:30. They ate, joking and laughing together. He wanted to stay awake but the walk had exhausted him. They smiled as he started drifting of jumping awake slightly.

"Gibbs, get some sleep." Abby said as she hugged him.

"Alright." He sighed. They with left hugs and goodbyes, they left him in the capable hands of Tony and McGee.

"Just relax we got your six."

They were happy to let him sleep until dinner. They woke him up for dinner and they did a shorter walk because he couldn't keep his eyes open. They lifted him unto the bed, bridal style, he was asleep. Gibbs instantly went into a deep sleep. They shared a smile at his peaceful face.