I do not own NCIS (though I wish I did^^)
Stumbling along she tripped, the gravel cutting into her hands. Pushing herself up she heard hurried footsteps behind her. Running blindly panicking anything to get away from him. She was slowing weakened muscles and a limp was slowing her down. Rough hands grabbed her slamming her up against the alley wall. Through her stupor she could feel searing pain as old wounds reopened. He was saying something now minty fresh breath in her face. Then pain came stabbing through her body as new fresh wound opened scarlet blood flowed into the muck of the alley. The pain was unbearable she could barely muster enough strength to keep herself from fading into unconsciousness. A cry from the street and she fell to the ground the sounds of flesh against flesh echoed through the grime covered alley her eyes flickered shut as warm gentle hands picked up her broken body forcing open her eyes she saw a glimpse of cold blue eyes and silver hair drifting back into the black unconscious she dreamt of a silver haired fox.
sorry it's so short the next chapter will be longer I promise^^