A/N: a new storyline. Callen is dating a doctor, which will come in handy. Hope you like this story.

I do not own NCISLA or the characters, i just own Rebecca.


Rebecca was upstairs checking on her patients when she got a 911 page from the ER. They needed a surgical consult, and fast. She quickly went downstairs and to the trauma room. She stopped momentarily when she saw Sam standing in the room. Her heart dropped to the floor a bit. She composed herself and walked into the room.

"Sam? What happened?"

"He was shot."

Rebecca looked over to the bed. It was in fact her boyfriend who was lying there and it looked bad. Rebecca put a gown and gloves on and stepped up to the bed.

"What have we got?"

"Multiple GSW's to the chest, leg and arms. His systolic is 40, heart rate is 170."

Rebecca used her stethoscope to listen to Callen's lungs and heart.

"V-tach on the monitor," one of the nurses called.

"Damn it, hand me the pedals," Rebecca spoke. "Charge to 200."

"Charged," the nurse spoke.

"Clear," Rebecca called and shocked Callen.

"Still v-tach."

"Charge to 260."

"Charged."

"Clear."

Still no change so Rebecca shocked him again at 300 and 360, finally Callen's heart beat stabilized.

"We have to get him up to the OR. Call the OR, tell them we're on our way and call the blood bank for blood."

They wheeled him into the elevator and up to the OR floor.

"We don't have much time to scrub in so do it fast."

Callen was prepared for the surgery while Rebecca and the other doctors scrubbed in.

'Just breathe, it's gonna be alright,' Rebecca thought as she scrubbed.

They walked into the OR and quickly gowned and gloved up.

"10 blade," Rebecca spoke and she made a cut in Callen's chest. "Damn it, it's a mess in here. Suction and more sponges, we need to stop this bleeding. Where is the bleeding coming from?"

Rebecca looked around in Callen's chest, trying to find the source of the bleeder. She found it, it had just missed his heart.

"Clamp." Rebecca clamped off the bleeding.

"Doctor, there's still more blood coming from somewhere."

"Damn it. Keep suctioning. Damn it, this spleen is completely shredded. We need to do a splenectomy."

Rebecca quickly went to work to stop the bleeding on the spleen. She had to work quickly.

"V-tach," the anesthesiologist spoke.

"Get me the internal pedals. Charge to 40…. Clear."

"No change."

"Charge to 60…. Clear."

"Normal sinus."

"Okay good. Let's get back to work people."

Rebecca went back to taking out the spleen. She tied off the arteries and cut the spleen out. Once the splenectomy was complete she went back to the wound near his heart. The monitor started beeping again. Rebecca looked up and saw his blood pressure dangerously low.

"Damn it, where is he still bleeding?"

Rebecca looked through the entire abdomen and chest again to look for any bleedings. She found another bleeder near his kidney.

"Get your hands in there, I need to see where the bleed is coming from."

"V-tach."

"I almost got it."

Rebecca used her hands to find the bleeder and clamped it off.

"Heart rate is going down."

"Good, let's try not to get v-tach again, shall we."

Rebecca went back to fixing the bleeders.

In the waiting room Sam was going crazy. He couldn't believe his partner was lying here in the hospital, fighting for his life. He saw the gunman coming up to him but he was too late to stop them from shooting Callen. He just hoped his partner would be okay.

"How bad is it Mr. Hanna?" Hetty asked as she walked into the waiting room.

"Hetty? What are you doing here?"

"I heard about Mr. Callen's shooting and I'm taking over from Macy."

"You're the new operations manager?"

"Yes I am Mr. Hanna, now how is Mr. Callen?"

"It's bad. He's in surgery now."

"Is Dr. Jenkins operating on him?"

"Yes she is."

"Good. He's in good hands. She'll do everything to make sure Mr. Callen survives this."

"I hope so, I can't lose my partner."

"You won't Mr. Hanna, have faith."

Deep down Hetty was just as scared to lose him. It was about 3 hours later when they finally were done with surgery. Rebecca washed her hands before walking out to the waiting room.

"How is he?" Sam immediately asked once he saw her.

"He's stable for now, but still in critical condition. One of the bullets just missed his heart and we had to do a splenectomy. He lost a lot of blood and for now he has a tube in his throat to help him breathe."

"Can we see him?"

"He's being brought into his room now, I'll send a nurse to come get you once he's settled."

"Thank you."

Rebecca walked over to Callen's room. She checked his vitals and wrote them down on the chart. She looked at her boyfriend laying the bed, he looked pale. She hoped that he would make it. He almost died right there on her table. At least he made it through surgery. The next 24 hours were critical.

Sam and Hetty walked into the room. Sam took a seat in the chair next to Callen's bed and just looked as his partner. He couldn't believe his partner was lying here in the hospital, fighting for his life.

"When will he wake up?" Sam asked.

"It's hard to say. It could be a few hours or a few days. The most important thing right now is how he'll make it through the night. But don't worry, he's in excellent hands here. I'll stay overnight to monitor him."

"What are his chances Dr. Jenkins, honestly?" Hetty asked.

"It's hard to say at this point. He barely made it through the surgery so the next few hours are critical, I probably will have a better read on it in the morning."

"Just don't let my agent die."

"I wasn't planning on."

"Good. Can we have some extra security posted outside Mr. Callen's door?"

"Yeah absolutely."

"Great, I'll get some agents over here. Could you please hand me a list of the people taking care of Mr. Callen?"

"Of course."

Rebecca knew all too well how things worked. She knew Callen worked for a secret team within NCIS. Callen had told her that when they first met 2 years ago.

…..

Rebecca was a 4th year trauma surgical resident working in the ER that day when a GSW came in. She took point on the case and treated the patient. It was a bullet wound in the shoulder so it wasn't that bad.

"First day as partners and you already got shot," Sam moped.

"I can't help it. The guy just shot at me."

"Yeah because you went in without me there for backup."

"I worked perfectly fine by myself all these years. I don't need a partner."

"Sure you do, someone needs to protect you, otherwise you will get yourself killed. You know it came from the director."

"Yeah I know. I just don't see the point in it. I worked fine on my own."

"Sure, that's why you've been in the hospital like 20 times already."

"You guys Federal Agents?" Rebecca asked.

Sam and Callen both looked at her. "Yes we are," Callen answered.

"How bad is it?" Sam asked.

"I need to get an x-ray to see if the bullet cause any damage and then we'll go from there."

The portable x-ray was rolled into the room and after they had gowned up the picture was taken of Callen's shoulder.

"We should have them back soon. Can I get you anything for the pain?"

"No, I'm good."

"Sit tight, we'll have your films back shortly."

About 20 minutes later Rebecca walked back into the room.

"Luckily the bullet didn't hit anything major but we still have to take you to the OR to get it out."

"Will I have to stay here long?"

"Probably overnight."

"Great, no offense doctor but I hate hospitals."

"None taken."

"We'll just take you up to the OR and then after surgery we will see."

They took Callen up to the OR and Rebecca removed his bullet. It only took about 30 minutes to get the bullet out. Callen's arm was put in a sling and he was brought to a room. Rebecca was stopped when she tried to get into the room by a guard.

"Excuse me doctor, may I see your ID please?" Rebecca showed him her ID and the guard checked it on his computer. "You can go in."

"Thank you." Rebecca walked into the room. "Where's your partner?"

"He went to make some calls. Sorry about the guard at the door. Boss' order."

"You must be a special agent then."

"Not special, just secret. Which is why you can't tell anyone about us."

"You really are Federal Agents?"

"Yes. Can I have my bag please?"

"You're not going anywhere."

"I know, I just want to show you something."

Callen knew he was taking a risk, but he felt like he could trust her. She had been checked out by the office and she was okay. Callen grabbed his badge out of the bag and showed it to her.

"NCIS, Naval…"

"Criminal investigative service. I know."

"You know about NCIS?" Callen asked astonished.

"Yes I do. I served for a few years."

"You have? Where?"

"I was stationed in Afghanistan for 3 years. I was a doctor."

"That's awesome. Why did you get out?"

"My mother died, after that I just couldn't go back. So I decided to become a doctor at the hospital here."

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"It's okay, we saw it coming. She had a very aggressive cancer, by the time we found out it had already spread too much."

"I'm sorry."

"Thanks."

"So can I get out of here already?"

"Not yet, in a few hours perhaps."

"Great."

"I'll be back later to check on you, gotta check on my other patients."

Rebecca's page went off and she knew she had to go back to the ER. She hated leaving Callen but she knew he was in good hands.

"Please page me if there's any chance," Rebecca spoke to the nurse before going back down.

She just came out of the OR with her patient when her page went off.

'911 room 245,' the page read.

"Oh crap," Rebecca spoke as he ran towards Callen's room. "What happened?"

"He's in V-tach."

"Hand me the pedals, charge to 200."

"Charged."

"Clear."

Rebecca shocked him a few times before his heart rate went back to normal.

"Get me and ECG and a cardiac echo."

"Right away doctor."

"What happened?" Sam asked.

"His heart has been under a lot of stress, it's normal in cases like this."

"Will this happen again?"

"There's no way of knowing that."

Rebecca looked at the ECG and did a cardiac echo.

"Page cardio please, tell them to meet us in the OR."

"What's going on?" Sam asked, concerned about his partner.

"There's a small tear in his heart, we have to repair it right away."

Rebecca took him up to the OR and went to scrub in.

"What happened?" the doctor from cardio asked.

"He has a small tear in his heart, probably caused by the stress on his heart."

"Is the patient on bypass?"

"Yes he is."

"Okay good."

It took them for about 2 hours to repair the damage. Sam and Hetty were waiting in Callen's room when he was wheeled in."

"We managed to repair the damage to his heart. He has a long way to go. We'll know more when he wakes up."

It had been a week and Callen still hadn't woken up. Rebecca had spent every free minute with Callen. There was nothing more they could do until Callen woke up. The small woman had finally managed to get Sam to go home to get some rest, he hadn't left his partner's side for the last week.

Rebecca was looking at his vitals and updating his chart when she noticed his eyes starting to open.

"G, can you hear me?" Rebecca asked as she stood next to the bed and grabbed Callen's hand.

Callen slowly opened his eyes and looked at her.

"Hey, welcome back." She noticed Callen was starting to fight the tube. "Relax, I'll get it out." Rebecca got the stuff she needed to take Callen's tube out. "Blow out for me as I pull out the tube."

Rebecca unhooked the tube from the ventilator and pulled it out. Callen coughed heavily as the tube came out.

"It's okay. Here's some water."

Callen took the water and drank a few sips. "Thanks." Callen lay back down on the pillow.

"I'm glad you're awake. I was worried about you."

"I'm okay."

"You remember what happened?"

"I was shot. How long have I been out?"

"About a week."

"Damn that long?"

"Yeah, your body suffered quite some trauma, we had to operate on you twice and shocked you a couple of times, we nearly lost you when we first operated on you."

"That bad huh?"

"Yeah. You were injured pretty badly but we pulled you through."

"Thanks for that."

"You're welcome," Rebecca responded and gave him a soft kiss on his cheek.

Rebecca took out her stethoscope and checked Callen's lungs and heart.

"Does it sound good doc?"

"It sounds good for now."

"Great, when can I get out of here?"

"I know you don't like hospitals but your body suffered major trauma, I'd say you'd have to stay in the hospital for a couple weeks."

"Great, just great."

"You have to stay here. If it'll make you feel better, I'll be here a lot."

"That makes me feel a bit better."

"Good."

Sam stepped into the room and saw that his partner was awake.

"Hey G, welcome back."

"Thanks, it's good to be awake again."

"Whatever he tells you, don't let him leave him before he's ready."

"Oh I won't. I know him," Rebecca replied.

"Good."

"I'm right here you know," Callen interjected.

"Oh we know," Sam responded. "Just making sure you're taken care of cus you don't always do it yourself."

"I took care of myself long before you came along."

"Is that why you were in the hospital a lot of times?"

"I can't help it that I get hurt a lot. It's part of the job."

"Yeah right. You're lucky I was there to save your ass."

"Thanks for that partner," Callen spoke and Sam could see that he was being sincere.

"You're welcome."

"How is he doing doc?"

"He's doing okay considering. It'll be a long road before he's back to full fitness."

"How long will it be?" Callen asked.

"I'd say about 4 or 5 months."

"Great."

"You have to let your body rest G. You almost died," Sam told his partner.

"I know, I just don't like it."

"Don't worry Sam, I'll make sure he rests."

…..

It had been a week since Callen had woken up. He was doing a bit better. His incisions were healing nicely. Callen hated being confined to the bed. He wanted to get out and leave this hospital but he knew he couldn't. He tried walking to the bathroom but that was already a struggle to get there.

He was glad that Rebecca was around, he liked having a familiar face helping him. They had been dating for about a year and a half now. Callen was glad he didn't have to lie to her about who he really was. He liked her, a lot. Callen was slowly starting to let her in completely.

"How are we doing today?" Rebecca asked as she stepped into the room.

"A bit better, still weak though."

"That's to be expected, but you're doing great so far. Are you up for a bit of walking?"

"I can try."

Rebecca grabbed a walker and helped Callen out of bed.

"Remember, small steps."

Callen grabbed the walker and took some steps.

"That's good."

They walked a lap around the floor. It went slowly but Callen managed to walk the entire lap.

"Very good," Rebecca told him as she helped him back in bed.

Callen didn't want to admit it but the short walk had tired him out. Rebecca helped him back into bed and shortly after Callen fell asleep.

Callen woke up a couple hours later and saw his partner sitting on the chair next to the bed.

"Hey Sam," Callen spoke.

"Hey G, how are you feeling?"

"Could be better. Did a lap around the floor today."

"That's good."

"I just wished I would feel better faster."

"You can't push it G."

"I know, I just hate it. How's work?"

"It's good. We're moving everything to a new office."

"Good. How is it to have Hetty as the operations manager?"

"It's a little getting used to. She's tiny but she's like a ninja."

"Oh yes I know."

"Rest up G. I'll be back tomorrow."

"I'm not going anywhere."

"That's good."

A week later Callen was feeling better already. He had started physical therapy a couple days ago. It was going fine. Callen noticed he was tired sooner than normally. He wanted to do more but his body just wasn't ready for it. According to the physical therapist he was doing very well, but it was too slow for Callen's liking.

"How was therapy?" Rebecca asked as Callen came back into the room.

"It was okay. Just a bit tired now."

"That's understandably."

"Why are you not wearing your scrubs anymore?"

"I'm off, so I just thought I'd spent some time with you."

"That's nice."

Callen lay back down on the bed and rested his head on the pillow.

"You wanna get some sleep?"

"No, it's okay. I can stay awake."

"It's okay G, just get some sleep. I'll be here."

"Come here," Callen spoke and he stuck his hand out to Rebecca. Rebecca took the hand and sat on the bed next to Callen. "You can lay with me if you want."

"Sure, if you don't mind."

"No, I would like it."

"Alright then."

Rebecca kicked her shoes off and got in the bed next to Callen. They hadn't done it yet but they had spent the night together a couple of times. Rebecca snuggled against him, careful of his wounds and Callen wrapped his arm around her. He liked lying like this. He gave her a soft kiss on her head and fell asleep a little later. Rebecca just lay there, enjoying being in his arms again. She was glad he was doing so well after the shooting, for a moment she feared she might lose him.

Rebecca dozed off herself a bit and was woken up by a beep 20 minutes later.