Stitches requested by KellyRoxton


"Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!" Abby rushed through the hospital emergency room waiting area and straight to the desk. "Gibbs, Leroy Jethro!" she nearly shouted at the nurse at the desk.

The woman, who seemed unperturbed by the lady's actions, simply looked up the patient's information. She sighed, fearing the coming explosion. "I'm sorry but-".

"Oh my God! Is he dead?!?!"

"I just don't have him entered into the system yet. How long ago was he brought in?"

Abby's face scrunched up. "Well, I rushed over as soon as I got off the phone with Tony. Normally the drive would take me 13 minutes but I was rather motivated in getting here so I think it took about 8. When Tony called it was about 10 minutes after everything had happened. Depending on how long it took the ambulance to get here…umm…"

Seeing the poor girl was really struggling to get the timing correct, the nurse decided to put her out of her misery. "What was he brought in for?"

"He was shot!"

Now the nurse seemed confused. "Shot? We didn't have a…Oh. You mean that grumpy FBI guy?"

"He's NCIS! And he's not grumpy! He was shot!"

The nurse rolled her eyes and moved out from behind the desk. "Follow me, dear." Abby obliged and was right behind her every step of the way. They reached a room halfway down the hall and the nurse threw the curtain open. "You have a visitor," she said none too friendly and stepping aside so Abby could enter.

Gibbs was sitting on the examining table with one sleeve of his polo shirt pushed all the way up his shoulder. Another nurse was working on stitching up a cut on his arm. However, the only thing Abby saw was that Gibbs was bleeding. She gasped and covered her mouth with her hands. "Its not as bad as it looks," he said trying to comfort her.

"You were shot!"

"Barely."

"5 more inches to the right and you'd be dead!"

"3 more inches to the left and McGee would have shot the right person," he grumbled.

"What was that?" Abby asked, not quite having heard him.

"Nothing."

"When can he go home?" Abby asked the nurse stitching him up.

"In about 10 seconds. Just one more…quick snip…You are all set."

Gibbs hopped off the table and stumbled after a few steps. Abby was right there by his side with an arm around his waist. "I got you, Gibbs."

"I know you do, Abbs." He quickly kissed her temple and they left the hospital together, while Abby secretly planned McGee's murder.