AN/ A new story folks, I hope you enjoy!

Prologue

With a gut clenching feeling Tony arrived at work Monday morning and early at that. Ever since he left Friday night to start the weekend he'd been having a gut feeling that something was wrong and hadn't been able to shake it.

There had been no calls even though they had been on call that weekend so his team members were safe at home at least.

He parked his car at his usual spot but didn't see Gibbs' car.

'That's strange, normally Gibbs would be here already', he spoke out loud.

He went to get coffee and when he returned and entered the bullpen he saw that McGee and Bisshop had arrived to but still no Gibbs.

'Morning Tony', they said.

'Morning guys, have you heard from Gibbs?'

'No, should we call him?', Bisshop asks.

Tony gave a nod and Bisshop picked up the phone to call Gibbs.

'He doesn't answer', she says.

'I'm going to check if he's alright, keep your phones close.' and with that, he left.

NCIS NCIS NCIS

He arrived at Gibbs' home, his gut hadn't stopped screaming.

He drew his gun (just in case...) and entered the house.

It was dark, the curtains closed and it was freezing cold in the house.

'What the...' A soft moan caught his attention. When he searched where the moan came from his heart nearly stopped.

Gibbs laid curled underneath a blanket on the couch, he could see his body shivering right through it.

'Damn Gibbs,' Tony placed his hand on Gibbs' brow to feel for a fever. 'Have you been here all weekend?'

The only answer he received was a moan.

'Hang on, I'll call Ducky.'

'Want Shannon...' Gibbs said in a child like tone.

'Wish I could give her to you boss...'

'Bring me Shannon...please?'

'I can't boss...'

'Doctor Mallard speaking.' Tony heard on the other side of the line.

'Hey Duck, it's Tony.'

'Anthony my dear boy, how can I help you?'

'I'm at Gibbs' place and he's pretty sick Duck, I don't know how high it is yet but he has a fever and he's asking for Shannon Dock...he's scaring the shit out off me', he says in one breath.

'What are his other symptoms?'

'His breathing is off, I have no way of confirming yet but I think he's been puking ever since he got home on Friday.'

'Anthony, try getting him up to bed en give him some water, I think he has the flue but I'm on my way.'

'Alright, see you in a bit Duck', Tony said before hanging up.