They sat and waited to hear the news, it was almost like time stopped all together. No one could really figure out what happened, one minute they were storming into the building next thing they knew two agents were down and they needed to find a way out. Before they could even start to make their way out, more shots rang out and in that spilt second everything changed. They all sat there praying she'd make it through. Abby had her lay her head against Tim's shoulder, trying so hard not to panic, but she couldn't stop herself from thinking they were going to lose another Agent and friend. Tim sat there, trying his best to console Abby, while still being strong himself. Ducky sat there watching everyone around him carefully; ready to offer a shoulder or a kind word. Then there was Tony and Gibbs. Tony tried to just sit there and wait, but no matter what he did he couldn't sit still. He couldn't stop thinking about how things all went wrong. He was supposed to have her back, he said he would and here they were, he was fine and she was in trouble yet again. He just couldn't stop beating himself up. As Gibbs sat there trying not to think about how he failed, in the mission to bring down the Port to Port killer and how failed his team.
Just then the doors opened and out walked the doctor from the emergency personal entrance only. They all stood up, but it was Tony and Gibbs that walked over to the doctor. They both knew it wasn't good news; the doctor had a look that screamed she was dead. Tony tried to stay strong, but he wasn't sure he'd be able to hear the news. He knew he couldn't live without her, nor did he ever want too. Not to mention the team needed her, they had fought to get her back once they weren't about to be without her again.
"How is she?" Gibbs finally spoke up.
Within the silence, the words none of them wanted to hear were spoken. The doctor bowed his head and walked back through the emergency personal entrance only doors, and as the doors slowly closed, there you saw Tony as his legs slowly gave out beneath him. Gibbs stood there almost as if he didn't want to believe it. Abby was wrapped in Tim's arms as she cried uncontrollably. Ducky walked over to Gibbs and he placed a hand on Gibbs shoulder, and without words they looked at each other knowing the words to be said, but neither needed to speak them.
Gibbs walked down the stairs that lead to his basement, the once place he knew he could always go to when he just need to be alone or just to think. The one place he didn't need to worry about what was to come or what had gone by. Somehow this time it just didn't feel right, it just wasn't the same. Once Gibbs reached the bottom, he walked over to his work bench and picked up his mug and cleaned it out. He then grabbed the bottle of scotch from the shelve, and opened it before pouring himself a glass. He turned to face his new creation and took a sip. Only this time instead of it being the cool relief he needed, it was sour and left a bitter taste in his mouth. He gripped the glass and tossed it across the room, it hit the wall, shattering as the liquid in the glass ran down the wall. Gibbs slowly started to lose control of his emotions and tears feel from his eyes. He knees began to give out underneath him, before he finally just dropped to the ground just letting the tears fall from his eyes.
AN: So this totally a Soapy version of the ending of Season Eight. Which means a lot of the characters will be out of characters. I really like how this came out, but my original idea was with how I'd like to see shots happen with a Camera. So it's the idea of what is NCIS was a Soap Drama. It's random, but I like it so sharing it. There is another part to this, I might post it we'll see. That part is supposed to be like the Season Nine first episode.