DiNozzo's POV
"This is going to fun." McGee said sarcastically when they made it to the company car, Gibbs had got straight for his Challenger. "I hope Williams is okay."
"Okay, who's Williams and what's with Gibbs?" Bishop asked as they slid into the car. Williams was a common last name, she knew several unrelated people who shared it.
"Dr. Mary Alice Williams." DiNozzo clarified. "She's an old friend of Gibbs, his mentor's niece." He noticed that the speed that Gibbs was driving at was highly unsafe but kept up anyway.
"Oh, I didn't know Gibbs knew Dr. Williams." Bishop said, then at DiNozzo's and McGee's expressions she added. "She's done some classified work with the NSA. Well, every government agency in fact. Most of the higher ups see her regularly."
"And how exactly do you know her?" McGee asked.
"I got hit in the face with a door once while she was at the NSA, split my forehead open. She tapped it up." Bishop answered as they pulled up the lab, a second after Gibbs.
"That does sound like the both of you." DiNozzo said as he put the car in park and turned it off. Gibbs was already out and moving toward the crime scene tape. The three younger agents piled out of their car with their equipment in tow just in time to watch a familiar streak of gold hair just about tackle Gibbs.
Gibbs POV
Since he knew he wouldn't be staying and he couldn't handle the kids at the moment Gibbs headed to his Challenger instead of the company car. He heard McGee sarcastic comment but was too worried about Alice to do anything about it, so he pretended he didn't. He sped to the lab at top speed. His mind was racing faster than the car. Why the hell did someone shoot up Alice's lab? He knew she did some classified work and was the primary car physician of most of the higher ups in DC but very few others were privy to the information.
He pulled up to the lab, threw the car in park, killed the engine, and jumped out of the car. He headed straight for the crime scene tape and spotted Fornell crouched in front of the steps with his outer coat off. As Gibbs ducked under the tape he saw Alice was sitting on the steps in front of Fornell with his coat wrapped around her shoulders. Their eyes locked as he straightened, a thousand emotions in one look. She jumped up knocking Fornell over and dropping his coat before bolting for Gibbs, gold curls flying out behind her. He jogged a few steps and caught her trembling form in his arms.
"Jethro." Her voice was quiet and shook almost as much as her body did. She never called him that in front of others, she must be truly terrified. Gibbs pulled her into his chest and wrapped around her protectively.
"It's alright, Alice. You're safe." He murmured into her gold hair. "You're safe." He locked eyes with Fornell, who had righted himself. The silent agreement passed between them, whoever did this was going to die. Slowly. Painfully.