Special Agent Punishment

Chapter Eight

They made their way into the bullpen and saw McGee typing away on his computer. He looked away when he heard footsteps.

"Hey, what are you doing here? You're supposed to be on medical leave." He had his confused McGee look on his face.

"We are here to see Ducky." was all she said as she and Tony made their way back to the elevator and down to Autopsy. When they entered, they saw the body from the crime scene where Tony was attacked, on one of the tables.

"Any news on him, Duck?" Tony asked. Looking over the body, checking for anything that may help, seeing as he couldn't help with the investigation.

"He was injected with the same steroid that you were, Anthony. Abigail did a tox screen. Now let's see what's going on with you my dear boy." Tony sat on a clean table, far enough away from the body to where it was deemed normal. Ziva was right beside him. Ducky put a needle in his right arm and took blood. This caused Tony's eyes to rollback into the inside of his head. When he opened them he only saw red.

He jumped up, tore the needle out of his arm, grabbed Ducky by the collar of his lab coat and picked him up. Ziva was grabbing his arm, trying to get him to look at her.

"Tony." She said gently.

"Let Ducky go. It is okay." Tony wasn't having any of it and shifted his hand to Ducky's neck, all with a cold stare. Gibbs chose that time to walk into Autopsy and saw the scene before him. He rushed over. Grabbing Tony's arm that was around Ducky's neck.

"DiNozzo! Stop!" Tony whipped around to face Gibbs, dropped Ducky, and went after him. He threw a right hook, which was thankfully caught by Gibbs.

'Sorry Tony.' Gibbs punch landed center mass, then he performed a perfect uppercut to his jaw, making Tony fall to the ground, lightheaded. Ziva was over with Ducky, making sure he was okay from the attack, he seemed a bit rattled, but overall was okay. Once she was sure Ducky was okay, she went over to Tony, who was still laying on the ground. He was grabbing his head.

"Tony. Tony, look at me." He looked into her eyes, and she saw the warmness Tony always brought to the table.

"Ziva?" He was reaching for her hand. Something that they had come accustomed to in the past couple of days.

"I am right here, Tony." He closed his eyes. Not opening them for several seconds.

"Why is this happening to me?" His eyes beared pain now. Something that she hated to see.

"That is what we are trying to figure out, my love." She ran her fingers through his hair, something that seemed to calm him more than running her thumb over his cheek.

"I did get enough blood for the tests that need to be performed. I will take them up to Abigail." With that Ducky left the room, Tony's eyes followed him, his mouth somewhat agape. He looked down at his hands, the very hands that nearly strangled Ducky. Someone he cared deeply about, someone who was family. Ziva saw this.

"Tony, it is okay. He is okay."

"I hurt him Zi. I tried to hurt you, Gibbs."

Gibbs had called McGee down and to bring an ice pack with him. Something that confused McGee.

'What would he need an ice pack for? Did he injure himself? Someone?' What he saw when he got down to autopsy brought a frown to his face.

"What happened down here?" He gave Gibbs the ice pack, who only pointed to Tony. McGee looked at Tony and handed it to him.

"Is everybody okay?" He asked, not seeing Ducky.

"No. I tried to kill Ducky. And Gibbs." His head was hung low on Ziva's chest. Ziva closed her eyes. She rested her head on his, pulling him closer.

Just then the doors opened again, this time revealing Abby.

"Oh my god, oh my god, is everybody okay?" She ran to Gibbs and gave him her signature Abby bear hug, then turned to Tony who was looking even more upset since the last time Gibbs looked.

"Abbs, did you get any results?" He was hopeful that she did, seeing DiNozzo in pain was something the great Leroy Jethro Gibbs wanted to see. Especially seeing as it was tearing up Ziva too.

"Yeah. I just wanted to make sure everybody was okay because Ducky had a handprint on his neck and.." Tony's head dropped even lower. He never meant to hurt anybody, especially not his family.

"Abbs, the results."

"Right." She looked down at the tablet that was carrying.

"Tony, when you left the hospital did they give you any prescriptions?" He nodded.

"Yeah. They gave me some kind of antibiotic that I have to take before bed for the next two weeks."

"Well you need to stop taking them. They are drenched in the aggression steroid, which explains the episodes. You're still being drugged."