Part 8(Thanks for all the support I have had writing this. Sorry it took so long to update. Will start Confusion 3, which is the last of the stories, tomorrow.)

Tony couldn't believe how much his life had changed. He loved living on the farm with Gibbs, his Dad. He never got tired of saying it. He even quite liked going to school. Church he could give a miss but Gibbs insisted they go every week. Funny how religious this Gibbs was. He doubted the other Gibbs ever went. Also his memories from his other life were getting more and more difficult to remember. He wanted this life though, more than he could say. He had a proper Dad.


Tony woke up, that was the weirdest dream yet. He felt a hand touch his forehead and he opened his eyes. Gibbs was standing beside his bed.

"Hi," Tony said.

"Feel better?"

"Yes I'm fine."

"Tony!"

"I am honest." He looked at the disbelieving look Gibbs was giving him. "Well I'm a bit sore but nothing I can't cope with."

"Good."

The doctor came in. "Before you ask," he said to Tony, "if you have someone to stay with you can leave."

"YES!" Tony yelled.

"He's coming with me," Gibbs said.

"I can go over his medication with you."

"But I can look..."

"Don't you are coming home with me and that's an end to it."

The doctor looked from Gibbs to Tony. "If you don't want to go with Mr. Gibbs you'll have to stay here."

"No. If you don't want to come with me you can stay with Ducky."

Tony could tell by the tone and the look on Gibbs face that he had hurt the man. God he always screwed things up. "I don't know why you bother with me. I just mess things up."

Gibbs waved the doctor out so he could talk to Tony on his own. "Tony," he put his hand under his chin and forced him to look at him. He could see that Tony was trying not to cry. Now was not the time to hold back his feelings. He pulled Tony into his arms. Tony tried to pull away but Gibbs wouldn't let him. He felt Tony relax in his arms and then give in to his tears. Tony was much more emotional since he had been ill.

"I'm just a weak, stupid..." Tony started to say.

"Stop it. You are not weak."

"My father always said I was. I was a mummy's boy always running to her when I was in trouble."

"He was wrong Tony, you are one of the bravest people I know. Don't let anyone tell you different. And everyone is allowed to cry."

"You don't."

"Just because you've never seen me do something doesn't mean I don't."

"Can't imagine that," Tony said.

"You get ready, I've got somewhere we've got to go to."

"Where?"

"That would be telling." Gibbs was glad Tony was looking happier.

"Come on, you can't do that. You can't tell someone you're going somewhere and then not tell them where."

"Watch me," Gibbs said smiling.

"But I won't know what to pack."

"T shirts, jeans and trainers."

"That is so not fair."

"What isn't?" Abby asked coming in."

"Abby, you try. Gibbs says he's taking me somewhere but he won't say where."

"Boss man that is just cruel."

"Don't even ask, I will not tell you."

"Gibbs?" she asked in her most pleading voice.

"Keep Tony company while I get his meds."

"You've got no clue?" Abby said.

"None."

"Damn, he can be real sneaky." She held up a bag," I bought you some cookies." Tony grabbed the bag and took one.

"Heaven," he said taking a bite.

Gibbs came back in carrying a bag. "Thought you were getting ready?"

"Don't think I want to leave unless I know where I'm going," Tony said pouting.

"Suit yourself."

"No," Tony said as Gibbs walked to the door. "I'll get ready. But it better not be camping."

Tony dressed as quickly s he could but Gibbs could see how tired it had made him. "You sure you're okay?"

"Yes, I can sleep in the car, can't I?"

"I shall expect you to."

Tony could see lots of eating correctly, sleeping and taking medicine in his future. "This place will have a TV and DVD player?"

"Might have if you behave yourself and do as you're told."

"What?"

"Well privileges have to be earned you know."

"You're not taking me to a Marine Camp are you?" Tony asked with a grin.

"Nope. But if you do as you're told and obey the rules you'll have your TV and DVD player."

"And if I don't?"

"Then no TV or DVD player. It will be up to you."

"Come on Gibbs, you are joking?"

"Ever known me to joke?" He turned to Abby. "Wheelchair."

"I am not going in any damn wheelchair."

"No TV for a day."

"What?"

"Consequences Tony. Now about that wheelchair?" Tony nodded his head and Abby left. She nearly burst out laughing at Tony's expression.

"Fine," he said sitting on the bed pouting like a five year old.

Abby came back with the chair and Ducky. Ducky held up a bag, "These are some vitamin drinks I thought he should take to build him up." Tony screwed up his nose.

"Thanks Duck." He turned to Tony and pointed at the chair. Tony threw himself into it. "That expression could lose you another ½ a day's TV." Tony immediately put a smile on his face.

"Better?" Tony asked. Ducky so wished he could go with them, this was going to be fun, a battle of two very strong willed people.

Gibbs wheeled Tony to his car. "I'll phone you in about a week's time unless we need you," Gibbs said to Ducky.

"Good luck," Ducky said.

Tony was asleep before the car left the hospital car park. Gibbs had to waken him at his apartment. "Think we should spend the night here and travel tomorrow," Gibbs said.

"No, I'll be fine. I can sleep in the car."

Gibbs packed Tony's clothes for him and put the bag in the car. "Let's go."

Tony slept the whole way only waking when Gibbs shook his shoulder. "We're here."

Tony looked around sleepily, "Where's here?" he asked.

"My father's place."

"You've got a father?"

Gibbs looked at him as if he was daft,"Where did you think I came from?"

"Wouldn't like to say Boss," Tony quipped. Tony got out the car.

Gibbs knocked on the door and an older man answered it. "Dad," Gibbs said.

"Leroy," Tony could tell that the man was pleased to see Gibbs. He looked round," And who might this be?"

"This is Tony, I work with him."

"Tony," Jack said putting his hand out to shake.

"I wondered if we could stay, Tony hasn't been well and needs some time to recuperate."

"I'm fine," Tony said. "He fusses too much."

"Tony, what have I said about telling the truth?" Gibbs asked in a warning tone. "You slept the whole way here."

"I was tired but I'm fine now." Gibbs glared at him.

"Of course you can stay, come in." Jackson hadn't seen Leroy since Shannon and Kelly's funeral and he was surprised to see him. "I'll get the rooms ready."

"No Dad, I'll see to them. You get to know Tony."

"Thanks son. Put the small TV in Tony's room."

"Not today," Gibbs said. "He's not allowed."

"What?" Tony said. "You had to be joking, you can't mean it."

"Nope, want to lose it for another day?"

"No, I get it I do."

Jackson watched the interaction between the two of them. This was not Boss and worker, this was father and son. He could enjoy getting to know this new grandson. He smiled as Leroy reached out and ruffled Tony's hair. This was definitely going to be fun.

The End (continued in Confusion 3)