A/N: okay some of this has been written, but just sitting on my hard drive. So now I am posting it. I know everyone liked how I ended Survival, so I chose to continue it a bit. Most of it is written but needs a bit of editing. Now this first chapter takes place towards the end of Survival. If you haven't read that, then you need to. Or else none of this fic will make sense. This chapter…well its kind of a missing scene in between Gibbs rescuing Amy and her coming to work at NCIS. The basic idea came to me in a dream. There was a bar involved and DiNozzo was in drag. Why? I have no clue. My brain is weird to say the least. So with some editing and twisting and detail thrown here, here is the end of this long author's note and the beginning of Survival Cont. Oh I don't own NCIS…
She was at a club, a Goth club. Not her usual scene, but it was a friendly setting. She wasn't Goth, but the regulars welcomed her anyway. After paying the cover fee, getting her hand stamped and dancing a bit, she drank some soda. Then she danced some more, this time to Evanescence's "Anything For You"
Once the song ended she went to get a refill of her drink. At the bar, she was helped by a familiar face. "Amy?" asked the bartender.
"Do I know you?" Amy questioned, a bit confused. The woman looked a bit familiar, but Amy wasn't sure where she knew her from.
"I'm Abby. I helped solve your case a few years back."
"NCIS?" Amy asked, to which Abby nodded. "If you're NCIS, then why are you bartending?"
"I'm covering for a friend. It gets me a few extra bucks." Abby told her.
"Good reason," Amy smiled and laughed a bit before asking "Can I have a Coke?"
"You got it," Abby said refilling her drink. Then giving the girl her drink, she asked Amy, "I'm gonna take a break. I need some fresh air. You want to come with?"
"Sure," Amy said following the Goth NCIS agent/bartender outside.
Stepping outside and breathing in the cool air, the two women leaned against the brick alley wall of the club. "So I heard you got adopted?" Abby asked Amy.
"Uh-huh."
"How old are you now?" Abby wondered.
"I turned 19 last month."
"Happy belated birthday," Abby told Amy.
"Thanks Abby."
"You're welcome."
After a minute or two of silence, Amy asked Abby, "Hey, it's probably none of my business, but I was wondering…"
"Yeah?"
"How is everyone?" Ever since being rescued and then adopted, there wasn't some point in her life when she didn't think about the few days she had spent in the presence of the team at NCIS.
"Gibbs is doing fine. I can tell he still thinks about you."
"Really?" Amy asked. That stunned her. There must have been hundreds of cases in the past few years, if not thousands. Yet the boss-man remembered her.
"Yeah. You made him smile. It's hard to make him smile." Abby said.
"I bet. What about the famous Tom E. Gemcity?" Amy asked, curious about McGee.
"You read McGee's books?"
"The Baxter's got them for me for an adoption present, the whole collection."
"Cool."
"Yeah, I thought so," said Amy. "So how's Tony?"
Abby's face fell, which Amy immediately noticed. "What happened?" Amy asked. Tony may not have been number one in her mind when she thought about NCIS, but he was nice to her.
"About a year after your case, Tony went undercover and was killed. They couldn't even bury his body."
Amy and Abby both stood there in silence at the memory of Tony. Then Abby looked at her watch. "My break's over. Wanna go back in?"
Amy nodded and followed her back inside. It was only 10 minutes later that everything went to hell. A crowd of guys came into the club. Immediately after arrival they knocked out the bouncers, destroyed the cameras and emptied out most of the club in a matter of 5 minutes.
Left in the club was 15 people who were being used as hostages. Guns were pointed at them. 13 of these people were just off the dance floor, sitting at a few tables. The other two people were Abby and Amy, being put by the bar. Amy and Abby still had no clue on what the reason behind this attack was.
Then a dead man came in…Tony DiNozzo.
At least Amy thought it was him, but that was impossible. Abby said he was killed. Until she knew for sure, she didn't dare say anything to Abby.
One of the guys that attacked the club started getting grabby with Abby (A/N: cute rhyme?) so even though Amy probably shouldn't have, she stepped in. "Hey back off!"
The guy turned to her. "You got a problem?"
"Amy, I'm fine," Abby told her.
"Yeah," said the guy. "We're just getting to know one another." The guy then backed off…but not for long. He started in again and Amy couldn't help it. She shoved him away from Abby. "I said, leave her alone."
Of course because of her big mouth, this guy now had her pinned against the bar. "You really don't know when to quit, do you?"
"Back off," one guy told this creep.
"Really? Why should I Jack?"
Pointing the gun right at him, he said, "Agent DiNozzo NCIS!"
Then the FBI busted in. During the takedown however, the creep fired a shot which clipped Amy right in the upper part of her left arm. Creepy was then tackled to the ground and placed in handcuffs. Pushing past the officer, who was reading Creepy his rights, Tony ran over to Abby who was crouched down next to Amy, helping her apply pressure with napkins to her wound.
"Tony?" Abby gasps seeing this man's face. "I thought you were dead?" Abby asks in shock at her best friend being alive.
"Later Abbs," he says to Abby. Then he looks at Amy, who was clutching her arm, her hand covered in blood. "Hey squirt," he says to her. Like the rest of the team, he didn't forget the girl.
"Hey Tony."
"Just hang on." Then he yells, "We need an ambulance!" Then turning back to Amy he says, "I bet it hurts." Abby gave Tony a Gibbs-slap, well an Abby-slap since Gibbs wasn't there.
"Thanks Abby. I missed those."
Amy smiles and says with a grimace on her face, "Not too bad," trying to be tough and breathing through the pain. As she was loaded into the ambulance and taken to the hospital, she knew she would be in trouble. Her parents were gonna freak when they heard about this.