A/N- Ok, I won't keep you waiting, here's the next chapter! Enjoy!

Chapter 2

On the Ground, In the Middle of Nowhere

Gibbs opened his eyes, confused. He tried to get up but he was still in his seat. The smell of smoke was surrounding him. He quickly unbuckled his seat belt and tried to get up but everything was sore. Once he had managed to get up, he made his way to the emergency exit. It was hard to open because in the little light emitted from the windows he could barely make out the door.

After he fiddled with them for a few moments the door finally cracked opened. Gibbs pushed the door open with his shoulder and was blinded by bright light. Once he adjusted his eyesight he stepped out of the fuselage and took a deep breath of crisp clean air. After a few quick moments, he climbed back into the plane to see if anyone else had survived.

He went to the cockpit first. Both of the pilots were dead. Once he had finished there, he went over to Tony next, because he had heard a sound coming from him, almost like a groan. Gibbs knelt beside him and checked him for obvious injuries. "Tony? Tony! Come on! Wake up!" Gibbs gave him a light slap and Tony immediately woke up, "Boss? Am I dead?" Gibbs helped Tony up and lead him towards the exit, "No, you're not. I'm going to see about the others."
Tony looked shocked and said in a concerned whisper, "Is Ziva…" "I'm not sure Tony." As Gibbs picked his way over the debris back into the wreckage, Tony declared "I'm going to help," and followed him. As Gibbs led the way he sighed, "We're going to have to get Ziva and Abby out last. The back got the worst damage so we will likely need some help getting them out safely. I'll get Ducky, you get McGee."

Both McGee and Ducky were becoming alert when they arrived to help. Once they had both of them out of the plane, they all were trying to figure out how to get Abby and Ziva out. "We have to be very careful," Ducky said, "One bad move we can cause them to get trapped or hurt worse than they already are." Gibbs pondered what they could do, "Right now we are not even sure if they are alive, and so I will go in and find out. I'll also see what the situation is." As he got up and strode towards the plane, the rest of the team could hear him mumble, "I just pray they were in a bracing position. If they weren't, it isn't very likely they would have made it."

Gibbs prepared himself for the worst as he, once again, entered the fuselage of the destroyed aircraft. He carefully maneuvered his way to the back of the plane. He took a deep breath, but choked. The smoke was like a thick blanket making it even harder to see. He prepared himself for what he thought might have happened. They both were still strapped into their seats, but they both looked pretty bad. First he reached over Ziva to check Abby. Her head was on her lap and her hands were on top of her head. Gibbs put his two fingers to the side of her neck and gave a big sigh of relief.

There was a pulse. She was alive, but still unconscious. He pulled his hand back and gently moved to check Ziva. She was still in her brace position, her head still on her arms, crossed on the seat in front of her. Gibbs reached checked her for a pulse. There was one, but it was very faint. Gibbs coughed again, because of all the smoke. He quickly got up and retreated to the exit.

Once he was on the ground he told them what they were all waiting for, "Both were braced. They are alive. The smoke is a lot thicker near them than it is in the front, so we need to get them ASAP. Ducky, we need to get them out safely because they are both unconscious. How should we do this? Abby's got the window seat and Ziva's got the aisle."

Ducky pondered it for a moment. "Well the best way to do it, is for one person to go in. We can not use two people because it would become too crowded when trying to get them out. Who ever goes in will have to be very cautious. Remove any rubble first so it won't endanger either of them when you remove them from the wreckage. You will need to remove the safety belt. Once that is off, you will have to carefully carry them out of the plane. But just to be on the safe side you will have to try to move them as little as possible. Get Ziva first so you won't have to pull Abby over her."

Once he finished, Gibbs piped up, "Well no offence to you two," he said to McGee and Tony, "But I am stronger than you so I am going in." McGee nodded but Tony said, "Boss, you sure? I mean I can go…" Gibbs gave him a look as he made his way back to the plane. "DiNozzo, if I wasn't sure, I wouldn't be going. Besides, you only want to do it so you have bragging rights." Gibbs re-entered the plane. He again picked his way towards the back. Neither of the women had moved so he knew they weren't conscious yet. Following Ducky's instructions, he worked to get Ziva off the plane first. He made sure he removed all the debris and he unfastened her seatbelt. He carefully picked her up, and moved slowly towards the exit. As soon as he got out he asked, "Duck, where do you want me to put her?" Ducky pointed towards a shaded area in a safe distance from the plane where he and McGee had prepared a space.

He put her where Ducky had told him and went back in the plane to get Abby. He followed the same steps as he did before, retrieved Abby and exited. He gently put Abby down also. He sat down beside her and whispered into her ear, "Its Ok Abs. You're going to be fine." The rest of the team joined them under the shade while they waited for the plane to stop smoking.

About an hour later, when there was no smoke left, it was safe to grab a few things from the plane. Tony, McGee, and Gibbs left Ducky with the women and re-entered the plane. Starting with the overhead compartments, they were able to recover three carry-ons and a half destroyed first aid kit. They took them off the plane, "Let's see whose carry-on's made it. Hmm…a wood-working guide, this is mine. Next…" He unzipped it, "A computer magazine, McGee. And the last one is Ziva's."

Tony frowned, "Aw! Mine didn't make it?! Come on! I had a limited edition magazine in it! Are you sure the last one isn't mine? I can understand that's Probie's because of his geek magazine, and I know the other's yours. But the last on is the same color as mine! Are you sure it's Ziva's?" Gibbs snickered, "Yes, I'm sure. It was either Ziva's or Abby's. If it was yours, I would be very scared." Tony got what Gibbs was hinting at and stopped talking. Gibbs, Ducky, and McGee all broke into laughter.

Ducky got up and opened the first aid kit to see what was still intact: three rolls of gauze, some medical tape, a few bandages, and cotton balls. "Timothy, come over here so I can take care of that nasty gash on your arm." McGee obediently walked over to Ducky. Tony whispered into Gibbs's ear, "He's just like a puppy!" Gibbs replied, "Hmm, maybe one day you will actually follow orders like him." Tony looked at Gibbs and pouted. Gibbs just smiled. By time Ducky had taken care of all the team's injuries it was getting late. Tony and McGee set out to find something to eat.

In the forest, foraging for food

"Tony! What are you doing?!" Tony looked up from the berry bush he was eating from. "What? I was hungry!" McGee gave him a look and patiently said, "Tony, when you find food, you have to put it into the basket so we can share with everyone!" "Well you hadn't finished the basket so I thought I'd help myself." McGee was quickly weaving a basket out long grasses to carry the food "Tony, do you want me to tell Gibbs." "You wouldn't do that McTattletale." He glanced at McGee's face, "Oh no! You would! Come on Probie, we can work this out."

McGee finished weaving the basket, and together Tony and McGee picked all the berries they could find. They hadn't filled the basket but it was getting dark so they knew they shouldn't go deeper into the forest.

Back at the crash site / their base camp

McGee and Tony returned to where the rest of the team was resting. They were greeted by a roaring fire. They all ate about half of the berries and decided to save the rest for later. When the stars came out and it became so dark that the only light was from the fire, they decided that it was time to sleep, "Boss, shouldn't someone stay up with the fire to keep feeding it so it won't burn out?" McGee said. Gibbs nodded approvingly and said, "Good thought! Who wants to be in charge of the fire tonight?" Everyone shrugged and Gibbs concluded that he would stay up. He knew he wouldn't fall asleep by accident.

Ducky checked on Abby and Ziva before he packed it in. Gibbs threw another log onto the fire and asked, "Duck? How are they?" "Vitals are good, we've done all we can now. It's up to them." They still hadn't built a shelter, so they reached a decision to build one the next day or the one day after, that, so the team had to sleep under the trees. Gibbs threw on another log on the fire and stared up to the sky, wondering when and if help was ever coming...

A/N- I finally got a hang of this "author's note" thing. This is my first story here so be nice. I LOVE reviews! Any feedback is appreciated. I even like criticism too. The next chapter will be posted whenever I can. Don't worry, I'm not that mean! I haven't killed any of the NCIS crew... yet… Please review! They make me sooooo happy