Disclaimer: see chapter 1

A/N: Okay I know I said this was going to be like a epsiode kinda fic but I just couldnt get anywhere with it so decided to change it's course a bit.


Chapter II

The uneasy feeling he got after he received Fornell's call only increased with each step he took toward the body lying in the ground. The knee length red coat sprawled on the floor looked very familiar to him, though he could not remember where he had last seen it. He halted when he was right over the figure on the ground and his breath hitched when he saw the cuts and bruises on the victim's face and body.

Even though he had seen victims who were worse off than the one in front of him, this one still made him recoil a bit. Kneeling on one knee so he could get a closer look at her face he placed his index and middle fingers on the side of her neck impulsively feeling for a pulse. He found one, but it was barely there, causing him to shout "she's still alive!" with surprise. We need an ambulance here!" and within minutes there were agents frantically making calls to who he assumed were emergency medical people. He did not expect her to be alive with the way she looked.

Wanting to get a better look at her face Gibbs brushed the tangled blood clotted hair off of her face and drew in a sharp breath causing his lungs to go into a spasm and a sharp pain to rise in his chest.

Her face had numerous contusions, cuts, and injuries, and a long gash ran from her left temple to her mouth and the right side of her head was caked with dried blood. He was unsure of what trauma she had endured to have that much of blood pool around her hair and face.

When it seemed like an eternity later, there were still no signs of any emergency medical personnel near them Gibbs decided to take matters into his own hands. She was still alive and he would do everything in his power to keep her that way. She looked way worse than the victim they had found that morning and was now peacefully resting on a slab in autopsy.

Forgetting that this was still a crime scene he reached out to touch her again, only to be stopped by Fornell "Special Agent Gibbs this is still a crime scene and I can't let you touch her, leaving your fingerprints and contaminate my scene." He handed Gibbs a pair of white latex gloves and offered him a ghost of a smile.

Reluctantly, he took the gloves from the FBI agent and shoved his hands into them and then proceeded to look for any sort of documentation that would identify her, even though he knew very well who she was. He didn't want to do it, but it was part of the investigative process.

Still there was no sign of any medical staff and Gibbs had long ago lost his temper. Not wanting to wait any longer and knowing every second counted, he gathered her up in his arms and started walking back toward his car. He would take her to the hospital himself if it meant it would save her life.

"Gibbs you can't do that" Fornell started to protest as he saw what the NCIS agent was doing, "she is still part of the crime scene." Gibbs turned around, giving Fornell a deathly stare, and not saying anything, but daring him to suggest other alternatives. "Gibbs you can't move her until our medical examiner has examined her!" Fornell continued.

This did nothing to calm Gibbs down; in fact all it did do was anger and annoy him further than he already was. "Fornell" he said quietly but still with authority, "she's cold, blue and barely has a pulse, your medics are taking too long to get here and there is no way in hell I'm going to leave here to wait for your ME and let her die! So if you have a better idea I'm all ears and if not…" he did not finish the sentence and continued walking toward his car.

Fornell had seen the defiant look in his long-time friend's eye and he knew there was no way anybody could have changed Gibbs's mind no matter how hard they tried. Besides if he were in Gibbs's position he would have done the same thing. "I'll see you later, call me if you need anything" Fornell shouted to Gibbs's retreating figure.

He reached his car, placed the gravely injured woman in the backseat and tried to make her as comfortable as he thought was possible, but with the state she was in, he doubted any position would have been comfortable enough. He decided he shouldn't stall any longer, got into the front seat and sped down the FBI infested street toward Bethesda Naval Hospital.


A/N 2: So there is chapter 2 Hope you guys liked it . Please leave your thoughts behind and any idead you guys come up will be apprecaited

thanx

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