Author's note: Sorry you had to wait for this last chapter but I've been so busy lately I haven't had chance to doing any writing. Hope it's worth the wait!!

"How is he?" Gibbs asked, standing in front of the doctor, trying to wait patiently for her answer.

"He's sleeping, and that's a good thing at the moment as it'll be at least an hour for the drug to leave his system," the doctor replied, a little intimidated by the man she was speaking to.

"That means he's still in pain, yes?" Ziva questioned, standing up so she could be closer to the doctor.

"The drug is still working, but we've given him pain medication to counteract it, so the effects are minimal."

"What about his leg?"

"We've fixed that up, luckily the blade missed anything vital so it's just a matter of keeping an eye on it, to make sure infection doesn't set in."

Gibbs nodded, knowing all about knife wounds and infections, and feeling guilty that his senior field agent had to go through it all.

"Can we see him?"

"Of course, although as I said it would be better if he remained asleep, so one at a time and only for a few minutes."

Gibbs nodded again, following the doctor as she led the way, his tem trailing behind.

Ziva was the first to enter the room, and she did so cautiously, knowing the doctor wouldn't allow anyone else in if she woke up the patient. When she reached the bed she looked Tony over, wanting to make sure herself that he was ok. She saw that he was lying very still, his breathing hitching a little, and his forehead lined with sweat, obviously from the bouts of pain. She leant over and whispered in Hebrew, wishing him to get better soon, and then she left the room, signalling for the next person to go in.

McGee was next, walking in and standing near the doorway, unsure of what he should do.

"Hey Tony," he spoke quietly. "Get better soon, I kind of miss you."

After saying his bit he turned and left, not wanting to stay any longer and upset himself or his friend.

Ducky went in next, approaching the bed just as he would if Tony was awake and aware. He put his hand on the top of his friend's head and looked him over, assessing for himself what the doctor had said. It was a habit he had, being in the medical profession, and one he didn't mind admitting to. As far as he could tell, Tony was fine, and he knew the next time he came in to see him he'd be back to his usual self, demanding that he be let out.

"I'll see you soon my dear boy, I trust you won't get into anymore trouble while I'm gone."

Abby entered the room as quietly as her boots would allow her, carefully taking Tony's hand as she got to the bed.

"You scared me Tony, and you know I don't like it when you do that. I swear I'm going to put a tracker in you, so next time this happens we can find you before you get hurt and end up here. Don't worry though, I'll do it when you're asleep, you won't feel a thing."

Abby smiled, thinking what the rest of the team would have to say about her plan, and knowing that they'd all agree with her.

"Well I got to go Tony, but I'll be back tomorrow. You get better for then, and don't go anywhere, you've don't enough disappearing to last a lifetime."

She kissed Tony on the forehead and left the room, closing the door gently behind her.

"Your turn bossman." Abby said as she approached the rest of the team.

"I'll go in a minute Abs, I think that room had had enough people in it for now."

Abby smiled and went to stand by McGee, leaning against him with her head resting on his shoulder.

"Go home, it's been a long day," Gibbs told his team.

"What about you Jethro?" Ducky asked, looking at his old friend, wondering what he was going to do.

"I'll stay here for now Duck, make sure Dinozzo's ok."

Ducky nodded his head in approval, knowing that that meant his old friend wasn't going home. Tony had been out of Gibbs's sight for too long, and the man wasn't going to leave him, not until he was satisfied that he was all right.


Once all of the team had left, Gibbs spoke to the doctor and told her that he was going to stay with his senior field agent for a while. The doctor would have protested, but the manner in which it was said caused her to bend the rules, allowing Gibbs to spend as much time as he wanted with the patient, as long as he didn't upset him or get in the way of any treatments.

Gibbs entered the room and walked over to the bed, pulling the chair from the wall and sitting on it beside his agent.

"Jesus Dinozzo, what am I going to do with you!" he exclaimed, scrubbing his hand down his face and then leaning back, relaxing in his seat.

"Boss?" a weak voice from the bed said.

"Dinozzo, you're meant to be asleep. How are you doing?"

"Can't sleep, when you're talking, it…it hurts a little."

"I'll get someone," Gibbs replied, reaching over to press the call button, not expecting the reaction his words got from Tony.

"No, don't leave!"

"I'm not leaving Dinozzo, just pressing the call button."

Tony turned his head away, embarrassed by his outburst.

"Hey, Tony, look at me."

Tony continued to stare at the wall on the other side of the room, deliberately trying to ignore his boss, hoping that he'd go away.

"HEY!" Gibbs exclaimed, knowing that Tony was feeling insecure, and knowing that harsh words were what would bring him out a little.

"Sorry boss," Tony said meekly, turning to face Gibbs

"Don't apologise, it's…"

"A sign of weakness, I know!"

"I was going to say, not your fault, but it's that too."

Tony smiled slightly, shifting to get into a better position, and unwittingly jarring his leg.

"Ahhh!" Tony exclaimed, biting his lip as pain coursed up his leg and into his body.

"Easy Tony, you've got a pretty nasty wound to your leg."

Tony breathed through the pain, flashes of what had happened to make him end up in hospital appearing in his head. A nurse chose that moment to come through the door, leaving almost immediately after seeing the patient's distress.

"I thought I told you not to upset him," the doctor said as she entered the room, pulling a syringe out of her pocket and emptying the contents into the IV, before Tony had a chance to protest.

"I didn't!" Gibbs replied, not liking the doctor's tone, but impressed with the way she was handling his agent.

"No?"

"He didn't doc, I just moved to much, forgot about my leg, and you can guess the rest," Tony said before Gibbs could give a reply to the doctor.

She nodded, excepting the answer, and turned and left the room, speaking just before she walked out the door.

"I'll be back to check on you later Agent Dinozzo, please Agent Gibbs, try to keep him quiet."

Gibbs nodded his head, glad that the doctor had Tony's best interests at heart, and knowing that if there were any problems then she would sort them out.

"Hey boss," Tony said, interrupting Gibbs's thoughts. "Do you think she's single?"

Author's note: Wow, this fic has finally come to an end, I'm sorry it took me so long. I hope everyone enjoyed it and if I do another one I'll make sure to finish it before I start posting, that way there won't be any delays!!