Oh hai! This is my first fanfic in the history of ever. So... don't be too brutal, I'm just trying this out.
*Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS.*
Everything had been fine ten minutes before. But Abby just had to try the storytelling narrative, just had to get in the car and try and work through what had happened herself. As soon as she crawled into the passenger seat, an overwhelming sense of dread bubbled up in her. She moved to get out, purely on impulse, but the doors slammed shut.
Abby gasped in fear. Her eyes widened to twice their normal size. She tried to dive over the seat and hit the kill switch, but the seat belt had snapped into place before she could move. A moment of dead silence and sheer panic passed before the cabin started filling with a heavy, thick gas propelled from the exhaust.
"Help! I'm trapped in here, help!"
With the concentration of the exhaust fumes filling the air around her, Abby knew that she'd be dead in a few minutes, tops. She started choking and gagging, covering her nose and mouth with her coveralls.
"McGee!" she screamed. "McGee! Timmy!"
It was no use. McGee was zoned out, absorbed in his work as she fought for her life. The seatbelt corners across her chest and her hips were growing tighter and tighter. She swore that she felt drops of blood pooling at each point of contact. The air in the vehicle was becoming thicker and thicker as the windows clouded with fog. Each of her breaths earned her less and less air.
It was no use. Her lungs were crying out, her eyes watering, the world blurring before her.
"Help!" Abby cried once more. She used her last ounce of strength to beat on the window a final time, then choked and fell limp.
*McGee POV*
"Come on, come on," I muttered again and again. I was so close to making a breakthrough on this code, I could taste it. It was just what I needed to prove myself to Tony. Probie my ass. Not for long.
All of the sudden, a cold child ran down my spine. I spun around and nearly had a heart attack. Abby was slumped over against the window, her eyes shut and her face as pale as snow. I jumped up, looking around frantically for something to break the window with. I finally grabbed the stool out from under me and crashed its legs through the window. I fumbled with the kill switch until the car released its death grip on my partner.
Broken glass rained all over Abby as I shattered the window, sprinkling her hair with light and lacerating her skin. Toxic fumes rushed out of the car and into my lungs as I reached in and grabbed Abby.
No, no, no, no God no.
She was completely limp. Her lips were turning blue as she slumped out of my arms down on the cold ground.
"DUCKY! GIBBS! HELP!" I screamed, to no avail.
Abby took a last gasping breath on the floor in front of me, then fell silent.
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