Title: Revival
Author: Yoho81
Disclaimer: No NCIS characters belong to me.
Chapter One
I guess I ran out of luck, Tony thought as he lay there, dying. He had nearly died so many times he couldn't remember them all. But this time, he wasn't so sure that this was going to be one of those forgotten times. He reached his hand to the bullet hole, feeling warm blood on his fingers. His blood. He gasped in pain and let his hand fall to his side, no longer having the strength to hold it up.
He had been stupid, going off on his own, ignoring his team, his friends. Gibbs had even told him he "was going to end up dead". Tony, being his old self, had brushed the warnings aside and went anyway. Now he was dying. All he could really remember was seeing his face. That bastards face as he pulled the trigger. He had felt pain, uncontrollable pain. And darkness.
Damn. If he ever lived through this, Gibbs was going to kill him. He could almost feel his old bosses hand connecting with the back of head. He laughed to himself. Gibbs. He had let him down. He had been ignorant ass and now he was going to die. And Gibbs still had no idea where the hell he was. Eventually, some random person would find his body, scream, and call the police. They almost always did. Darkness creped into his vision, and he cursed to himself. Damn, Tony thought, Gibbs is going to freak, and the darkness took over.
Two hours earlier…
"Where the hell is he?" Gibbs asked, yelling. Tony had been missing for hours and they still had not been found. He could be dead for all Gibbs knew.
"Still trying to trace his cell boss," McGee said.
"I put a BOLO out on his car. Still no hits," Ziva said.
"Damn, I can't get a fix on his phone, he must have it turned off," McGee said.
"Damn it, that's not helpful, McGee! I need to know exactly where he is!" Gibbs yelled even louder, causing the janitor to stare at him, confused. Gibbs stood, looking at the plasma, watching the security tape from the NCIS entrance, watching Tony walk away. He stared, wondering where the hell his Senior Field Agent was. He looked back. McGee was typing furiously on the computer while Ziva was calling Metro police for the seventieth time. Tony could be dead, and they had nothing, and it really pissed him off. Why do these things always happen to you, DiNozzo? Gibbs thought as he made his was to his desk to help the remainder of his team find Tony.
Tell me what you think! Comments are always appreciated!
-Yoho81