It was too late. She had made her decision; she had stayed in Israel. I had a good reason though. I had to protect them. I had to protect him. Just like I have to protect them now, even if it means I have to die. She reasoned with herself.
Nevertheless, no matter how rational her mind tried to be, she couldn't help but miss him. But wish that she got to see him one more time. I never even told him how I feel. Truth be told, she had not even realized how she felt until she had seen him turn his back on her at the airport.
Saleem walked in and forcefully put a bag over her head. As the day progressed, she couldn't help but wonder how, or better yet, why Tony and McGee were willing to through away everything for revenge.
She understood how Gibbs had been able to kill the man that killed his wife and daughter all those years ago. After all, she herself had felt that after Talia died. She could not fault him for something she herself wished she had been able to get.
As she was looking down the barrel for Saleem's gun, her only thought was, finally. After months, she was finally being put out for her misery. She had endured all of the torture Saleem gave her for the sole reason of protecting the team. Now, she would die to make sure the others did not have to.
However, the shot never came. Instead, when a shot rang out, Saleem was the one to go down.
As Tony and McGee carried me down the hall, I thought I was seeing things. Surly Gibbs was not here, saving me. Surly he had not just done the same as he had after his family died, for me. I must be hallucinating.
The last thing I heard before I fell unconscious was the voice I had been dreaming about in the few hours I slept. Saying the one thing I thought would never happen.
"Let's go home."
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