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Will you save me, Gibbs?
A young woman stood facing her mirror. She wore a light yellow summer dress, with a head band holding her hair back. She sighed as she went down stairs and locked the door behind her. Today was the first year of her friends death. She had wanted to stay in bed but she knew it wouldn't be right. With flowers in her hand, she walked to her car.
The drive was long, in count of her driving slow. She wanted to bawl. She had watched her friend die, in her arms. Elizabeth sighed as she got out of the car, and headed towards the crypts. It would be a long day ahead. And her boss wouldn't allow her to work that day. Slowly, Elizabeth walked the stone path, with tears in her eyes. The next thing she knew, a man had pushed her out of the way, just in time for a explosion to blow. Elizabeth's head fell against the stone path, with her protector shielding her from harm. A few seconds after, Elizabeth felt her world spinning, and as she looked into the blue eyes of her protector, she felt safe.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs never saw anyone more beautiful, other than Shannon. He had protected this woman, and it felt good to hold her in his arms. He cradled her head, after finding some blood.
"Miss, can you hear me?" He asked as she groaned under him.
"Yes." Her voice croaked out.
"Okay, I'm going to call an ambulance." He took out his phone and dialed a number.
"Duck, there was a explosion at the grave site. A woman is hurt. Alright,bye." Gibbs was off the phone within a minute. Elizabeth lay, staring up at her.
"What's your name?" Elizabeth questioned as she tried to stay awake.
"Leroy Jethro Gibbs. What's yours?"
"Elizabeth Swanson." She answered, as she saw some of her red hair had blood.
"Tell me your age, and where you live. And how to contact your husband or boyfriend." Gibbs said as Elizabeth touched some blood.
"My age is 27, I live in a apartment near the coffee shop, and no husband nor boyfriend."
Gibbs raised his head when a older man walked up to them. He smiled as the man crouched down.
"My, my Jethro. A few feet closer, and you both would have died on impact. Hello my dear, I'm Donald Mallard. Now lets check for broken bones first, before we get you to the hospital." Elizabeth smiled lightly as Ducky began. He touched her neck, vitals, and her spinal cord.
"You seem to be in tip-top shape. Well, besides for the gash. Tell me, do you have a headache?"
Another man walked up with a stretcher, while three people walked behind him.
"Yes, look I'm fine. I just need to get going." As she sat up, she grabbed her head, uneasily.
"Yup, your going to the hospital." The man named Ducky said.
"No, please no. I'm fine" She protested.
The ride to the hospital wasn't long. She had asked for Gibbs to stay with her, just for the car ride. She felt tired, and fell asleep a few minutes after they lay her down. Gibbs sat in the waiting room with a coffee in his hand. Ducky, who was across from him, stared at him.
"Why'd you save her Jethro?" Ducky's voice rang out, the silence was over.
"I don't know Duck." His reply was short. He was flashbacking, to her face as she stared up at him.
"She's a redhead." Ducky smiled as they both stood, as the doctor came in.
"She is going to be just fine. The gash was small, compared to what would happen if you didn't save her. She has a slight concussion, but as long as she knows where she lives, she's fine. Does anyone know where she lives, so someone can stay with her until she feels well enough to drive?" Both Ducky and Gibbs shook their heads in protest. " She can stay with me until she's well enough." Jethro's voice rang out. " Alright, I'll have her sign her forms, and you can all go home." The doctor shook their hands, and walked back into the recovery ward. Elizabeth walked out, a few minutes later, with her purse in one hand, and the forms in the other. "So Gibbs, you barely know me, yet your taking me home. To soon?" She laughed as Ducky chuckled.
The ride to his place was silent. After a few moments, Elizabeth sighed.
"Thank you by the way. For saving my life." Elizabeth turned to face him, as his eyes danced over the roads, swerving at the right time. "No need to thank." He answered. "Ducky was telling me something about redheads, when you went to get your stuff from your car." Gibbs smiled over at her. Elizabeth's heart stopped for a minute. His smile was beautiful. "Care to share?"
" How bout' when you get better?" Gibbs said, as he pulled into a driveway.