Author's Note…

A new short story about Agent Gibbs not feeling like his usual self and how the team handles the situation…

Enjoy and review soon…

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Gibbs felt uncomfortable and ill at ease as he purchased his regular cup of morning coffee. He had been feeling this way for a few days now, but didn't want to pay any real attention to what exactly was going on.

If I don't think about it, it can't bother me.

"Yeh sure." He muttered to himself. It was damn well bothering him now and it seemed to be getting worse. But what the hell could it be.

Downing his coffee took his mind off of the discomfort for a while. The walk to the office was also distracting. The air was cool and the sky clear. It was early and there were not that many people around. The quiet, freshness of the morning usually prepared him for the day.

But not today… He was cold. He was tired and he felt damn uneasy.

Old age is finally catching up with me, he mused without a hint of amusement.

Arriving at his desk, he settled in and turned to his computer. He saw the light on his phone blinking and realized a second later that it was ringing, but he couldn't hear the ring.

Grabbing the receiver, he stated, "Gibbs."

He didn't hear a response.

"Speak up will you?" He growled.

"Gibbs, it's Abby." The voice finally broke through.

"Yeh Abs, what's with all the whispering?"

"I was not whispering." Abby stated. "Are you okay?"

"Yeh, what you got for me?" Gibbs ran a hand over his face. It wasn't the first time this week that he had not been able to hear things clearly. And he didn't like it.

Abby filled him in on a case they were working and hung up. Looking up from his desk, Gibbs was surprised to see DiNozzo seated and staring at him quizzically.

"You got something to say, DiNozzo?" he demanded.

"Nothing, Boss." Tony replied and turned to his computer.

Tony's phone rang a moment later.

"Tony, don't let Gibbs know it's me."

"Okay. What can I do for you?" Tony asked.

"Keep an eye on Gibbs. Something's wrong but he won't admit it."

"Yeh, I know what you mean."

"Does he look okay?"

Tony sneaked a peek at Gibbs. "A bit agitated and red faced, probably from the cold outside. I'll let you know if anything else develops."

"Thanks Tony." Abby said before hanging up.

Gibbs ran a hand over his face as Tony watched him from behind his computer monitor.

Boss, what's going on? You haven't been yourself all week.