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Authors note- sorry the last chapter was so short, but thanks for the reviews! Please keep them coming.
Hope this explains stuff!
I have never done a drama story before so if it's bad please bare with me. Also I am only a GCSE biology student so I don't know the whole doctor stuff so it's vague and I don't know how true it is.
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Earlier That Day…
Jenny Sheppard ran her hand through her hair. It was just below her shoulders now and the blonde was gone thank god. Her attention was barely there to the SecNav who was droning on about something, she heard him change subject and decided to pay attention. Yet soon her patience was none existent. "Sir, with all due respect this afternoon is the only time off I take. You know that this afternoon every year I have one afternoon personal time. I do not wish for my security detail to be present."
"Jennifer, you cannot go off un guarded."
"Sir, I will not be stood in the middle of the road with a sign stating 'im the director on NCIS'. I will take my side arm and be in a group of people."
"Jennifer I am not saying no to your detail."
"Sir either you call them off or I will slip them. I have done it before and will not hesitate to do it again."
"Neither of them will happen Director Sheppard. Your detail are staying with you, this conversation is over."
With that the line went dead. Jenny once more sighed. This day was the one day she wished she hadn't taken the stupid post as director 3 years ago. Today she felt old, really old, older that 43 old. Today was the one day that every year she saw her family – well what was now left of it. This was the one day she was actually a mother to her 15 year old daughter who she barely ever saw, who probably saw Noemi as her mother more than Jenny. She had never known her father as he'd been killed on duty. So it had always been just her and her mum. But when Jenny started NCIS there had been a lot less time to spend with her daughter.
Today was the day Jenny spent with her daughter Lacey, and her 21 year old nephew Joe. Years ago there had been Jenny's parents, and her sister Heather. But this year was the first year without Heather, and Jenny knew it would be hard. She glanced at her clock: 11 30. She was needed in MTAC for a meeting with Eli David.
"Director Sheppard."
"Director David." Jenny wasn't happy to be here, she could feel the older man looking at her and suddenly regretted her choice to wear navy blue high wasted trousers, a white pin stripe shirt and red heels. Conversations always seemed to go so much faster when she wore a skirt. "What did you want to speak about Eli?"
"The agents you have working with Mossad."
"Stop beating around the bush Eli, I have other places to be."
"I don't trust them Jenny."
"And what do you want me to do about it."
"Well you are their director."
"And it is your gut that is telling you not to trust them, now Eli, either give me something concrete so I can deal with them or go and do your job?"
"This isn't over Director."
"I didn't think it was for a minute David."
With that the screen went blank an=gain and Jenny sighed, why was it everything had to happen at once. As she began to walk out one of the technicians told her Fornell was on the line for her. Grumbling a but on curses she returned to the screen. Before the older man even had a chance to talk Jenny began. "Tobias, if this is about Jethro steeling a body or your case I honestly don't give a damn, at this moment I am in no mood to deal with him."
"Nothing like that director."
"Well Tobias, there is a first time for everything, what is it about?"
"Thought you would want to know that Emily loved her birthday present and wanted me to say thank you to her Aunty Jen." Jenny smiled for the first time that day and felt the tension leave her shoulders.
"Tell her she is more than welcome and that she has made my day."
"I will do Jenny. Have a good day."
"You too Fornell, you too." With that the line went dead again and Jenny finally managed to leeeve MTAC. She walked into her office and sighed as she realised her day was now over and she could go home, change and meet her family at the grave yard.
Fifteen minutes later Jenny was home and Getting changed. She dressed in a pair of dark wash skinny jeans with a purple blouse and stilettos in the same colour. She quickly straightened her hair to make it appear longer before she touched up her make up and walked out the door, grabbing a blazer on the way out to prevent the spring chill. Despite her detail being ready and waiting she ignored their presence and walked. She could feel them behind her the whole way.
"Hey lace, it's mum." She said as she rung her daughter.
"Hey mum, where are you?"
"I'm walking down, I would have been there but I got caught up with Eli and Tobias."
"You got your detail?"
"Yeah."
"You said you'd leave them, it was just meant to be me you and Joe."
"I now but-"
"But what, the SecNav says they stay so they stay."
"Lace, you know I can't –"
"No! What I know is you want them here so you don't have to drop the façade of director and actually be a mum and a Aunt."
With that Jenny's daughter hung up. The red head had always knew at one point her lack of being present in her daughter's life would come back and bite her, but she always hoped her daughter would understand. Jenny was so caught up in her thoughts she didn't realise her detail was no longer there, or the fact that someone was following her.
A dark blue car was parked on the side of the road, a man in black stood against her. Jenny's gut churned, she turned around to see another man exactly the same with dark sunglasses. Her agent sie kicked in as she reached for her sig, but she'd underestimated his speed. Her arm was twisted around her back, her Sig taken by the other man as he looked at her. The man with her arm was too strong for her to fight off as she mentally head slapped herself for not Listening to the SecNav. She felt his hand trail down her leg and get her knife from the base of her calf.
The tip of the sharp blade was run down her arm, just hard enough to release blood, the shape of a cross etched in her skin. The same mark done on one side of her face. The fear moved aside and her agent side kicked in as she tried to get free. Her gun trailed on her the whole time. As she managed to loosed his grip she was pushed to the floor. In one moment she was shot in one hip and stabbed in the other. The knife drawn out slowly yet she didn't scream – she knew the satisfaction that would give. So she bit her lip, as he drew a cross on the side of her nick before placing the knife and gun on the pavement and slowly walking away.
Meanwhile at NCIS
Leroy Jethro Gibbs sat at his desk, his gut was churning but he didn't know why. IT was only when he saw Cynthia that he realised it was Jenny. She stood in front of the desk. "Her detail didn't call in. I…something isn't right…there"
"Your gut?" he asked knowing she had the same feeling he did. She simply nodded and then he grabbed his gun and badge. "McGee, fin the directors cell and the place the last check in call was made from, you call me as soon as you know. DiNozzo, David, you're with me." With that he left. Within five minues Gibbs had a destination and as soon as he did he sped off even dfaster than usual. As they arrived at the place where the last call had come from Gibbs paked up. A few meters down the road was the detail's car. Two bullet holes in the windscreen two bodies with bullets through the middle of their eyes. Gibbs ran forward,, begging to god that she was alive. Seeing a dark blue car he walked around…
Her red hair fanned on the pavement, white skin paler that usual contrasting to the grey concrete, the pools of blood that made his heart split in two. He didn't even register his movements as he ran around to her. Her head cradled her leveraged her on his knee. Her face cupped he soothingly stroked his hair, desperate to comfort her in any way. He planted soft kisses on her forehead.
"Jen…you fight this, you hear me? I do not give you permission to dye!" Gently he brushed her hair aside from her face. Blood trickled from her mouth. Her week attempts to speak were silenced by his callused thumb placed lovingly over her lips. . "Help's coming Jen. You hear me? For once in your life do as your god dammit told and fight!"
She raised her hand to his cheek, just as she'd done so many times as lovers. "I…I'm Sorry." She said in a hoarse voice barely more than a whisper. Then her eyes slowly closed as if she were going to sleep…
Reality Strikes
The emergency doors opened harshly bashing against the walls. "Jennifer Sheppard, 40's, one bullet wound and one stab would plus excess minors. Losing blood, lost consciousness…." Shouted a nurse.
"Get her into surgery 1." Shouted the doctor.
Gibbs, Ziva and Tony sat in the waiting room. IT had been four hours ago that she was taken into surgery and so far no news. McGee, Abby and Ducky were getting coffee, they'd arrived shortly after the trio had. Gibbs was getting stressed and beginning to pace as the three came back with a doctor. "I she alright?" he asked.
"Miss Sheppard sustained extensive injuries. The position of the wounds may have missed major organs but there was a lot of blood loss, not only that but there seems to have been a slight head trauma from being pushed on the floor and of cause the cuts on her arms. She has lost an awful lot of blood so her body has put her into a coma."
"When will she wake up?"
"It's hard to tell, due to her age there is a chance that if she wakes up there may be long term damage. We don't know the extent of the head trauma due to the fact that the condition her body is in we need to allow it to heal before we do tests."
"If?"
"There is always the chance she won't wake up. But for now it's a waiting game."
"how long, approx?"
"I would say in excess of 4 days; it could be as long as a month, trauma cases are unpredictable."
"Can we see her?"
"No, she is weak and although I know you are considered family as Dr. Gelfard told me, I can't let you in for 48 hours."
"thank you." Ducky said knowing his friend was stressed."What now Jethro?"
"Right, David and Ducky, you two stay here, you don't leave, we take shift waiting, Ducky, I want a evaluation thingy on the attacker, okay?"
"Yes Gibbs." Said Ziva.
"And you Jethro?" questioned Ducky."
"We're finding the piece of scum responsible."
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