There was many prepared; but none more then Heather; she was an officer of the Navy and she was more then willing to lay down her life for the sake of her twin. Heather Shepard was called back from duty on a favor that was called in; no one told her who had done it, but all she knew was that Jenny was in trouble, her older sister and older twin needed her to be the savior. Heather was going to do anything for her sister; and if that meant laying down her life to save Jenny, she knew that it would all have been done with honor and grace. Her family was her honor and saving Jenny would mean saving many from the hurt that would follow in Jennys passing.
Jennifer Shepard was the director of NCIS, and she was a strong force to be reckoned with and knowing that much seemed to bring out so much more in Heather in her fight to get to where her sister was; her blond locks were tied up in a bun; it was regulation that womans hair be tied in a bun so it didnt touch the shoulders. It didnt take her long to actually get to NCIS head quarters from there she borrowed a car and sped off towards the coordinates that she had been sent; Sunglasses covered her green eyes as she drove towards the sunlight into a dusty dessert and slowly pulled the car up behind the diner itself, she got out and didnt even go in until she heard the shots; Heather kicked in the side door and began to shoot the guys of which were shooting at Jenny, eventually though Heather took a few critical hits; but thankfully her sister was still standing before she hit the ground
Heather laid on the ground bleeding from a wound on her shoulder and in her side; she would be fine, she knew it; she just was weakening to quickly. Mike Franks soon joined them and looked between the two. "What tha Hell?" He asked. "Mike Franks, meet Heather Shepard; my twin" Jenny stated as she put pressure on her sisters wounds. Mike immediately began to help, but he took initiative and picked her up. "I thought you were on post" Jenny proclaimed. "Someone called in a favor; I was sent back, heard-my sister needed a sailer to rescue her" Heather winced and squirmed a bit in Mikes arms but he held her tighter. Tony and Ziva pulled up in the red convertable. Tony got out and quickly walked to Mike and the lady he was holding then looked at Director. "Pinch me, I have to be dreaming" Before he could say anything else Ziva pinched him hard and he yelped. "It appears you have a twin, Director; yes?" She asked
Jenny nodded and Heather whimpered a bit more before Mike began to walk to the car. "She needs a hospital; not a parade of goons gawking at her" Mike spat as he laid her in the backseat and took his jacket off to cover her up. "Jenny, you comin?" He asked. Jenny nodded and made her way to the car but stopped and looked at Ziva and Tony. "Stay here; make sure you call Gibbs and let him know what happened; I will be safe with Mike" She admitted swollowing the bitter pill she was forced to realize was there.
Obviously, her sister wasnt doing so well; Jenny looked back to realize that her sister was barely moving and she seemed to have difficulties breathing. "Step on it, Franks!" She ordered as she climbed in the backseat and put her sisters head on her lap and checked her pulse. "Heather please; please fight, for me" She whispered as she kissed her sisters head, it only hurt Heather when she breathed she coughed up quite a bit of blood, but found herself slowly falling asleep against her sisters wishes of coarse. Jenny kept checking her sisters pulse. Once at the hospital, Jenny stayed while Mike picked Heather up and took her in. It was the only time anyone would ever see her cry.
No matter the outcome; at least she would know that her sister was there when she needed her.