I apologize that I hadn't updated soon enough. My classes started and it's a busy week plus I a parish work for my Theology class. Anyway, I'll stop whining now.

Disclaimer: I still don't own NCIS. *sigh* Still didn't own Chicago Hope.

The sound of his phone got him back to Earth. He switched on the lift and answered the phone.

"Yeah, Gibbs"

Then, his eyes widened. His lips parted. He almost lost his balance that he held on to the railing.

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The noise of his engine faded as he stopped two blocks away from his destination. He jumped out of his car and sprinted towards the old abandoned building. He entered the back door. The darkness blinded him. He walked through the narrow hallways.

Just when he found the stairs, he heard a loud scream. It was her voice. He was sure that it was her voice. He quickly removed his gun from its holster. He took two steps of the stairs and followed the voice. He saw a poorly lit room at the end of the corridor. He slowly moved towards the room so that his footsteps wouldn't be heard.

He was half way near the room when he heard the two gunshots. He dashed towards the room. He banged the door open. With his reflex, he raised his fire arm to the last man standing. He scanned the room in a second.

The room was trashed. There were broken chairs, shattered windows, old newspapers, wrecked tables, ruined wallpapers and flickering fluorescent light. Overall, it was a completely normal abandoned room except for the bloodbath. The room had pools of blood on the floor and spatters of blood on the walls. A man had a bullet between his eyes. The other one had three bullets in his chest and one in his right shoulder. The last one was covered with blood and the left half of his body was slumped on the floor.

It was a normal bloodbath for him; except, he can't find Jenny. His gut tells him she's in here, alive.

In a millisecond, he heard another shot. He felt the warm but aching feeling on his left arm. He tightened his grip of his SIG and shot the man back. Gibbs hit him on his lower abdomen. He saw that the man was severely injured. There was blood covering his left arm and right leg. The gunfight didn't last longer when Gibbs gave the man two taps on his left chest.

After the man dropped to the floor, Gibbs started to feel the pain of the gunshots. He had a bullet on his arm and another one on his right ribs. He was starting to feel a little woozy but he fought it back. He needed to find Jenny. He scanned the area and found a heel near the table at the end of the room. When there's a three inch heel in a gunfight, he's sure Jenny's there and she's near. He swayed his way towards the table and kicked it.

Jenny was on the floor. She had cuts and bruises but she was alive. He saw the slow rise of her chest and the handgun that she was clutching. He lifted the blond hair off her face and saw the contusion on her cheek. It heightened his anger that someone smacked her on the face. But for her sake, he pushed aside the feeling of torturing her attacker and woke her up. They needed to get out of here. There's no way that no one heard the gunshots.

He kneeled next to her. "Jenny…" his voice was getting weaker as the pain and dizziness overruled him. "Jenny…" he tried again. She tilted her head and moaned his name in a barely audible voice. "Jen! Ugh!" he tried to shout but the pain in his ribs stopped him at the first syllable of her name. But, it did the trick.

She heard him calling her. "Jethro?" she wasn't sure if she was dreaming. Then, he shouted out her name again and she heard the pain in his voice. She slightly lifted her eyelids and saw his bleeding ribs. "Jethro."

He was getting woozier. He put his left hand on his right ribs to stop the bleeding. His right hand was falling off her delicate face. He heard her called him. "Jen…" Then, he blacked out.

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Abby walked in the bullpen an hour after midnight. She brought Bert with her. She stood in between McGee's and Gibbs' desks. They didn't seem to notice her.

The three of them were busy finding Jenny's whereabouts and some information about the past two years of Jeremy Hanlon's existence. They finished digging in the hit man's background but nothing out of the ordinary pop.

They were so occupied with work and it worries Abby even more. "Where's Gibbs?" she asked softly. None of them answered her. "Where's Gibbs?" She repeated and her voice is louder than the first. McGee noticed her.

"Abby, what are –"

"Where." fart

"Is." fart

"Gibbs." longer fart. And she hugged Bert tightly in her arms. She narrowed her eyes at McGee.

"Oh, uh – He went down in autopsy a couple of hours ago." He tried to answer her but he knew that she already knew that by the look on her face.

"Right now, McGee! Where is he right now!" She demanded.

The two other agents turn their attention to her.

"Maybe he went home, Abby."

"Home?" She started to walk back and forth along the aisle of the four desks with her head bowing down. "That cannot be. Gibbs –"

"– doesn't go home with saying goodbye to Abby" Tony finished her sentence for her.

She looked up, clutching Bert. Bert made a farting sound again. She stopped near Gibbs' desk. She began to talk fast as usual. "I have this weird feeling in my stomach and it tells me that something's wrong. Gibbs is missing and –"

McGee cut her off. "We are not yet sure if he –"

"No! Gibbs told me to trust my gut and Gibbs is always right. So right now, I am trusting my gut. Have you finished tracing his phone?" She turned her head to McGee.

"Wha –"

"McGee! Trace his phone, now!" She was starting to get fidgety and bossy. They all went to McGee's desk to locate their boss.

McGee's lips parted. Abby hugged Bert and he made another fart. Ziva's instincts told her to gear up and follow Gibbs. She quickly head towards her desk. Tony, on the other hand, went to Gibbs' desk and opened the drawer. His jaw clenched and slammed the drawer shut.

"His gun's missing. He left his badge." With that statement, they knew that he got into trouble again. They quickly gear up.

"Are you coming, Abs?" He asked while fishing his badge.

"Don't ask stupid questions, Tony." The Goth walked towards the elevator and waited them.

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They reached Bethesda in a matter of minutes because Ziva was their driver and only Tony complained though he knew it was for the best since they traced Gibbs phone in the hospital. They all knew that Gibbs only goes to the hospital if he's dying or he's in coma. Abby filled in the silence on the way to their destination by voicing out her worries.

Abby quickly got off the car and made a beeline towards the head nurse. She left without waiting them this time. "Where's Gibbs?" her voice was wrapped with panic and anxiousness. "G-I-B-B-S. Gibbs. Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs. Please tell me he's fine. I am so worried! He doesn't go to the hospital ever! Even if he had a lot of bruises and cuts, he said that it will heal in a matter of days! He's a tough man. The only time that he was here, he was in coma. He didn't remember me after he woke up. He –" She spoke up so fast again and the head nurse cut her off.

"We don't have any patient named Gibbs, ma'am." She said in the most pleasing manner.

"Ma'am? Don't call me ma'am. I'm Abby Sciuto, NCIS forensic scientist. Wait, what? We traced his phone. He's here. I know it. My gut tells me he's here. Gibbs told me to trust my gut. Gibbs –"

"but we have an unnamed patient –"

"Unnamed? Gibbs didn't have his badge. Maybe that's Gibbs. He's six feet tall. He has grey hair, marine haircut. He's kind of old but not that old. He has a lot of huge muscles. He –"

"Okay, ma'am, settle down. I think he's the one. He just got out of surgery."

"Got out of surgery! What happened to him? What –" Tony stopped her. He grabbed both of Abby's arms. She didn't realize that she was sprinting back and forth again.

He lifted his brows and widened his eyes a little bit. "Let me handle this, Abby." He stated calmly.

"I'm NCIS Vey Special Agent Tony DiNozzo," he pointed out the other two "McGee and Agent David. I see that you met our forensic scientist, Abby. So, where's Gibbs?"

"Visitors are not allowed –"

"Listen, ma'am, we don't have time for" he motioned his hands from him to her then her to him "this kind of talk. Just tell us where he is so we can move on with our lives." He flashed his million dollar smile.

"Room 324." She answered against her will. Now, she remembered who these people are. She also remembered the bossy redhead in the red dress that almost ruined her reputation with that call.

They all rushed to the said room and only McGee thanked the head nurse.

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Abby got in first. She rushed towards Gibbs' sleeping body. Tony noticed the nurse with Gibbs' chart.

For the first time, he didn't ask her out or made a move on her but he simply asked about Gibbs condition and why was he here. She told them that the doctors removed the bullet in his arm and ribs and that he will wake up in a few hours but he needs to be checked from time to time.

But before she got out, "and by the way, he's wife told me to give him this." It was a switchblade with an initial on it, "J". It looked like Gibbs' knife except for the engraved letter.

While Tony was 'admiring' the knife, Ziva asked about the wife. She was sure that Gibbs doesn't want to marry again. And that so-called wife might be Jenny. She was somehow clinging to the idea that her friend was still alive.

"She has a blond hair, maybe in her late 30's or early 40's. I don't remember much. She quickly left when I got here."

"She was here a moment ago?" She asked with a hint of care for the subject of the discussion.

"Yeah, just a few minutes ago. I don't know where she went though." Ziva release the nurse to do the rounds. She quickly disappeared after the nurse got out.

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"What's that?" McGee asked. He was sitting on the arm chair that Abby neglected when he offered it to her. He called Ducky right after they entered the room to tell him which room they were in and that Gibbs is fine.

"A knife, McGee. Can't you see?" he mocked him.

"Where'd you get that?"

"The nurse said he's wife –" then, he realized the error in the sentence. "Where's Ziva?"

"I don't know. She was talking to the nurse a while ago."

"She's finding Jenny." He figured out what she was doing. He wanted to give himself a head slap for missing that vital information.

Their attention was grabbed by the body on the bed. He grunted. The lines on his forehead deepened.

"Gibbs." Abby said softly. She gripped his hand tighter.

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His head move towards the voice. He was imagining something. He saw his girls, laughing, talking to him. "Shannon." He murmured gently in a low rusty voice.

Then, everything went black. He saw his daughter right in front of him. She was screaming for help. The flow of tears wouldn't stop. He tried to reach out to help her, to hug his little baby but he couldn't move. "Kelly." This time he said her name clearly and with more pain. A tear escaped from his eye but he was still dreaming.

His little Kelly was being taken away. She was calling her daddy but he couldn't help her. Then, there was blood everywhere. The loud cry turned into soft sobs. He started to recognize the owner of the soft sobs. "Jenny…"

The lines on his forehead deepened. He grunted. He used to have nightmares about her death and Europe and he constantly dreamed about her months after her death. But seeing her again and knowing she was hurt was much worse because the scenario earlier was somehow similar to the bloodbath two years ago but the difference is he was there with her, she's alive, she's wounded and he couldn't do anything about it.

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They all heard the three names that Gibbs said. His head shifted conversely from right to left. He was still dreaming. Abby panicked and sent McGee to call the nurse. She haven't seen Gibbs like this. Tony and Abby tried to wake him up but he won't stop moving.

"Gibbs"

"Boss"

They both tried to pin him down the bed. He fought back. He accidentally injured Abby. The nurses came over with the doctor.

He was fully awake now. The nurses filled in the two agent's position. He was still fighting back as if he wanted to escape and get the hell out of that hospital. His ribs bled again. The doctor gave him an anesthesia.

Before he blacked out, he looked deep into DiNozzo's eyes. "Find... Jen - ny..." He inhaled deeply. "Je... Je - remy... Keith..."

This is longer than the usual. Is it better to give longer chapters?

By the way, I don't have a beta reader and I'm really sorry for the wrong grammars and spelling.