Disaster Strikes
AN: Not sure where I'm going with this fic, or if i should continue it...it just kinda popped into my head...tell me what you think
Gibbs straightened up his collar and adjusted the coat he wore, drawing his shoulders up to his neck. The cold winter night's air felt chilled against his skin, but somehow seemed refreshing.
As he walked down the street, he thought over his team's current case. A young sailor, just out of college had been killed. The only piece of evidence that had been left was now missing. The team had reconstructed the sailor's life, looking through the young man's phone and financial records, and talking with the people who knew him the best. But nobody had had any disagreements with the sailor, everybody got along with him.
Gibbs stopped and leaned against the side of the overpass, watching the early morning traffic pass by underneath him. Taking a deep breath, Gibbs rubbed his hands together and looked into the distance.
Gibbs scrubbed at his face, before looking at his watch. It was just past two o'clock. He'd left the office slightly before one thirty, telling Tony he was getting coffee. Gibbs smiled to himself, Tony still did a lot of his work at night time, but not as much as he used to. He'd noticed Tony now spent more time at home since Kate had told him that he was turning into Gibbs, and of course Ducky had departed some friendly advice as well.
McGee was also coming into his own, having more confidence in his ability and his place on the team. He enjoyed the team's bantering more and took more part in it. Abby had probably had some part in that, giving him a heart to heart about how he was a valued member of the team.
Sighing, Gibbs stood up and drew his coat around himself again, thinking that he should get back to the office. As he got to the bottom of the bridge, he put his hands in his pockets and walked along the side of the road.
As he got to a T-section, he decided to turn left and go back past the coffee shop before heading back to the office. He's even be nice and bring back one for Tony, then tell the younger agent to go home. Smiling to himself at his plan, he crossed another road, watching the little green man telling him that it was safe to cross.
Clearing his throat, he tucked his head into his collar to reduce the wind. Suddenly, he heard the sound of tires screeching way too close for comfort. As he looked up and in the direction of the sound, he was blinded by headlights and he knew there was no way the driver would stop in time.
As he tried to leap out of the way of the car, he was knocked sideways, and then he was flying. He felt himself hit something else before darkness claimed him.
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