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A/N- Sorry this is kinda short but I will be starting a new series while still writing this one. If you has any ideas or suggestions on what you would like me to write the next series about, please tell me in the reviews. Thank you!~
Chapter 3
Gibbs started to wake up, unsure of where he was. He kept his eyes closed. He could smell the cleaner and that's when he remembered. "Dammit I'm still here." He thought. He opened his eyes to look at the clock on the table beside him that read 2:30am. It was still dark outside and no noise could be heard outside in the halls.
"I'm getting the hell outta here." He said to himself.
He ripped the cover off him and threw them onto the floor. He sat up and began to stand. Once he was up he felt a little dizzy.
"C'mon marine it's just a little dizziness." He said. He pushed himself threw the waves of dizziness and walked over to the table on the other side of the room where he saw some of his clothes from home. "Tony must've dropped them off." He thought.
He tirelessly picked up the clothes and slowly put them on. He found his shoes, put them on, and walked to the door. He slowly opened the door to see only one nurse at the desk in the hall. She had her back to him doing paperwork. The ex-marine crept past the desk without making a single sound and headed for the exit doors. He knew this hospital inside and out. Probably because of how many times Tony has been here. Being the trained marine and NCIS agent he was, he somehow managed to sneak past the ER waiting room receptionist and walk right out the door. "Dammit. How the hell am I getting home?." He thought.
His house was only a couple miles from the hospital, so he decided to just walk.
After walking a few blocks, trying to walk straight, and fighting the urge to throw up, he saw a coffee shop that was open.
He walked in, and sat in one of the couches for a little bit. Since he didn't have any money he just sat, letting the smell of coffee relax his nerves.
He opened his eyes to see that there were more people here than before. "Must've fallen asleep." He thought.
He got up walked out the door, and continued his journey home to the company of his boat and bourbon.
As he was walking he got a few odd looks from people walking the opposite way. Probably because he looked like he needed the longest shower of his life, but he didn't care. He just needed to get home.
As he was walking, he could feel his legs starting to get weaker and weaker. Then his vision started narrowing. He tried to power threw it telling himself that he wasn't going to let a little headache and dizziness stop him from goal to get home.
He was about a couple blocks away from his street when spots of black appeared in his vision. He tried to shake them away but they just multiplied and grew bigger. He was sweating intensely and his head felt as though it was about to burst. He stood still and tried desperately to regain his strength but after a few seconds, his knees gave out on him and he fell to the ground as his body gave in to complete and total darkness.
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