Sorry it's been so long! This is going to be the last chapter! I am MOST definitely doing a sequel, mainly since I already have it planned. It is going to be called How The Great Plains Stole Christmas. For the great last chapter: I own nothing! Review of course!

Gibbs was aware that Tony, Ziva, and McGee were standing behind the gunmen. Gibbs forced Jenny to the ground and allowed his agents to kill the men. Gibbs inhaled Jenny's hair and squeezed his arms tighter around her shoulders. Her head was hidden in his neck and he lowered his head as bullets whooshed by his ears. He had to strain to hear it, but it was there. Jenny whispering that she loved him.

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The gunmen dropped their guns and turned on Ziva, McGee, and Tony. Before anyone knew what had happened, the teams' guns had been knocked out of their hands and it was a free-for-all. McGee was out cold on the floor almost instantly. Tony took a few more hits than McGee and managed to knock one of the men out. Ziva went ninja on them and killed the remaining few with her bare hands. Charles wasn't out yet though, and he lunged at Ziva with a knife. Jenny yelled out and Gibbs looked away as Ziva slouched onto the floor.

--

Jenny was sleeping in Gibbs' lap in the hospital waiting room. Abby was pacing around and crying, Ducky was following her around and whispering comforting words to her.

"Family for Timothy McGee?"

Abby flew towards the doctor, nearly knocking him off kilter. Ducky slowly followed behind her. Gibbs attempted at standing, but Jenny wasn't showing any signs of waking up soon.

"Jen. Do you want to know how McGee is?"

Jenny moaned, so Gibbs set her on the row of chairs and joined the group.

"Agent McGee has a concussion and a sprained wrist, but other than that, he is fine."

"Can I see him?" Abby blurted.

"Yes you may, follow me, but one at a time."

"How are Anthony and Ziva holding up?" Ducky asked as he placed a comforting hand on Abby's arm.

"I'm not sure. I am not their primary doctor, so I really couldn't tell you. I'm sorry."

With that, the doctor led Abby down the hall and into a room.

--

"God McGee!"

Abby sat in the chair by McGee's hospital bed and held his healthy wrist.

"I'm not dead, Abs."

"I know, but you could have been!"

"But I'm not, Abby."

"But you-"

"Abby. I would never leave you like that."

Abby wrapped her arms around McGee's neck and kissed him.

--

Jenny sat up slowly. Where the hell am I?

As if reading her mind Gibbs stated, "Hospital waiting room."

Jenny tucked her feet under her and rested her head on Gibbs' shoulder. She smiled when his arm snaked around her and tugged her close.

"How is everyone?"

"McGee has a concussion and a sprained wrist. Tony and Ziva are alive, but that's all we know."

"Abby?"

"In with McGee."

"Ducky?"

"Getting us coffee."

"Jethro?"

"Hm?"

"Thanks."

--

"Family for Anthony DiNozzo?"

Gibbs stood up and stretched, then turned and helped Jenny up. Ducky smiled as he watched Gibbs unconsciously slip his arm around Jenny's waist.

"That's us." Gibbs announced.

"Agent DiNozzo is very awake. And very annoying, although the female nurses find him cute. He keeps asking for a woman named Ziva, and I'm assuming she is the Israeli who came in with him?"

At the three's nods, he continued, "He was just knocked out, he may be a little sore for a few days, but he should recover nicely."

"May I visit him?" Ducky inquired.

"Yes you may, follow me."

Gibbs and Jenny turned back to their seats.

"I wonder how Ziva is?" Jenny asked no one in particular.

"Knowing her, I bet she is just fine."

"She got stabbed Jethro."

"Again, knowing her…"

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Ziva woke up and instantly her head hurt. Whether it was getting into a fight or the machines beeping, she didn't know. And frankly, as long as it stopped hurting soon, she didn't care.

"Do you speak English?"

Ziva turned and was surprised to find an older man sitting next to her, speaking to her in Hebrew.

"Yes."

"Good."

"I told you I can speak English, why will you not speak in English to me?"

"Sorry, Ms. David."

"Why are you here?"

"I have to investigate any stabbings or shootings that come into this hospital. And no one was sure whether you spoke English or not."

"Where is Tony?"

"I don't know, but I am going to let the nurse take a look at you, and then we will see if anyone is here for you, okay?"

"Fine." Ziva slouched angrily against the pillows; she hated hospitals.

--

"Family for Zi-Ziva Day-Vid?"

"Ziva David." Jenny and Gibbs corrected as they headed towards the nurse.

"Oh, sorry. Well, anyways, Officer David was stabbed in the hip, luckily, the suspect didn't have good aim because it didn't more than cosmetic damage."

"Can we see her?"

"Of course, although she has been asking for Tony since she woke up two hours ago."

"Two hours? Why weren't we informed of her condition earlier?" Jenny accused, and Gibbs knew she would shoot someone if the answer wasn't a good one.

"We had a translator in there in case she couldn't speak English."

"You could have asked us!"

Gibbs squeezed Jenny's hand and she turned away from the nurse.

"Just let us see her, now." Gibbs demanded.

--

"Jenny!" Ziva looked genuinely happy to have someone come and visit her.

"And Gibbs." Jenny smiled back.

Once Jenny and Gibbs were seated, they began to talk.

"How is Tony?"

"Awake and asking for you. Do I need to explain Rule 12 to you two?" Gibbs crossed his arms over his chest.

"If you explain it to us, then we will explain it to you too, Gibbs." Ziva looked from Jenny to Gibbs and back again.

"This isn't about me."

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One week later, Jenny and Gibbs were signing out of the hotel. Ziva had a bandage on her hip, and Tony hadn't left her side since he was able to see her. McGee had a brace on his wrist, but he could still function. Abby and Ducky were standing with the group as well.

"What are we doing now?" Tony asked as he held both his and Ziva's luggage in his hands.

"I was thinking we could go sight-seeing for a few weeks." Jenny and Gibbs shared a smile.

"Where?" Abby asked as she fought McGee for his luggage.

"The Black Hills of South Dakota, and all the tourist stops along the way."

"When do we leave?"

"Today."

I just really wanted to keep this story going, and this was the only way I could think of! Anyway, the sequel will be about going to South Dakota, and it won't be as action-packed as this one, by that I mean it won't have kidnappings. It will mainly be getting more into Jibbs, McAbby, and Tiva! Review and review the sequel, How The Great Plains Stole Christmas!