Helooooo! *Waves*

I'm back. :) This just suddenly popped into my head while I was trying to think of how I could add Kota to the S9 finale storyline, then it hit me. :P I'm not planning on making this a full on "Catch Dearing" story. But I MIGHT so you never know.

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"McGee come on we have to go!" Kota urged as she stood beside him. Harper Dearing had left a bomb for the team in the Director's car, which was right next to the building and it could explode at any second. She knew that Tony and Ziva had gone to evacuate the rest of the building while Gibbs and Cole went to deal with the bomb. It was just her and McGee now. She was also hoping that Abby got out and was safe.

"Just a second Kota." He said while typing away at his computer. Kota looked down at the screen and furrowed her eyebrows.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

"I'm uploading all the evidence we have on Dearing onto my flash drive so we don't lose it. Go, I'll catch up." He gave her a quick glance.

"Ok look I'm not gonna leave you on your own." She stated while looking around at other agents leaving.

"Gibbs is gonna kill us. You mostly." She muttered. She looked back at the computer when she heard a beeping noise.

"Alright. Everything's uploaded, we can go now." He said as he pulled the flash drive out of the computer and put it in his bag.

"Ok good, let's go." She said hurridly as she let him pass and go first. They had only walked a couple of steps before there was a loud noise and glass was flying at them. She and McGee were thrown off their feet. Next thing she knew she was on the ground next to McGee's desk while the building was still shaking. The last thing she saw was McGee, face down. Then everything went black.

Debris floated through the air. Kota's blue eyes snapped open as soon as she heard something fall to the ground. She was sprawled out and was facing the windows. Or what was left of the windows. Based on how much pain she was in, which was a small amount, she didn't seem to have any serious injuries. A few sore muscles here and there and a couple of cuts, bruises and a gash on her forehead...She was fine. She moved her eyes to look down at a figure that was lay on the ground.

McGee! She suddenly remembered that her friend was with her.

She slowly turned over so she was lay on her stomach. She pushed herself up on shaky arms and started to crawl over to her team mate.

"McGee..." Her voice was weak and raspy. No answer. Once she reached him she pushed his bag aside and started to try and wake him. She gave him a little shove.

"McGee." She tried again. Still no answer. With all her might, ignoring her muscles protests, she turned him over onto his back. He looked worse than her. Cuts all over his face, a gash on his forehead like her, his clothes were ripped in places with blood seeping out from a couple more cuts. She was starting to think that he might have a couple of broken bones or ribs. She saw a big patch of blood on his leg. Some of the debris must have caught and wounded him.

As fast as she could, she took off her jacket and started to tie it around the wound to try and stop the blood flow as much as she could. Once that was done she went back to his head to continue trying to wake him up. She felt for a pulse, it was there, it wasn't fast but it was there.

She shook him again.

"McGee wake up." Her voice was a little stronger. Still no response. She put her hand on his cheek and gave it a light tap.

"Wake up Tim. Please wake up." Her voice cracked. She felt a lump in her throat. She used her other hand which was on his shoulder to shake him again.

"Tim." She called again. She softly stroked his cheek. She sniffed.

"Tim please..." Her voice broke. A tear fell onto his cheek.

"Don't leave me alone." She said quietly. She put her hand on his chest and looked up. She looked around to see if anyone was there. No one. Just glass and destruction.

"Help..." She called, barely audible.

"Somebody help..." She called a little louder. Tears rolled down her face. Kota wasn't one to cry, but under these circumstances who could give a damn.

"Somebo-" She started to sob. She was all alone and didn't know what to do. She bowed her head and sat there, while she cried. She couldn't leave McGee. She said she wouldn't. She wouldn't have anyway. She would stay with him until help came. She would watch over him.

Wow, that was sad. For some reason I kept thinking of the song in Titanic playing while I wrote it (The one that starts playing when Rose realizes that Jack is dead).

R&R!