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"Abby? Abbs, CALM DOWN!!!!! We need you to process this evidence. Everything from where Commander Tucker was and from where Claire and Melanie were." Gibbs engulfed the weeping Goth into a comforting hug.
Tony and Ziva watched from near by. Both were eager to get to the hospital, but knew they could help Claire by giving Abby evidence to work with. They were both also jealous of the black haired woman that was held tightly, leaning into the comforting embrace. Everyone knew Abby was the favorite of the silver haired ex-marine. Gibbs treated her probably the same way how he had treated Kelly. Tony and Ziva exchanged a glance.
"Um, boss, I know you want to comfort Abby, but Claire…" The tan Italian trailed off. Gibbs glared, but he knew his senior field agent was right. He carefully set the Caf-Pow! he had been holding on the counter, then pulled away from the forensic scientist.
"You gonna be alright, Abbs?" Gibbs asked.
"Can I go, Gibbs? Pleeeeaaaassssseeeee?" Abby stretched out the word to emphasize her question.
"No. Abby, after you get through all that," He pointed to a box "You can come. Not now. Now, answer my question. You Gonna be okay?" The young woman nodded, wiping her tear stained, mascara covered face. "Good. DiNozzo, Ziva, you're with me."
***NCIS***
McGee, Gibbs, Ziva, and DiNozzo sat in the waiting room. McGee was staring out the window, Tony's foot was tapping on the hard floor, Ziva sat, with no emotions showing, playing with her knife, and Gibbs, Gibbs was thinking, while drinking the damn horrible hospital coffee. Suddenly, a doctor came from the emergency doors.
"Ah, who's here for Miss Tucker?" He asked. Everyone stood up., but Gibbs glared and the younger agents quickly sat down, annoyed at having to wait. When Gibbs and the doctor were alone in a corner, the doctor finally began. "First, are you family?"
Gibbs quickly nodded. "Granddaughter."
"Ah yes, well, I'm Dr. Hansen. Um, your granddaughter has suffered many severe injuries…"
"Like?" Gibbs asked, his voice becoming stone cold. Dr. Hansen instantly became uncomfortable.
"Uh, well, her right Tibia, Fibula, and Patella are all broken." Seeing the confused expression on this older man's face, he elaborated. "Tibia is the shinbone, the Fibula is the calf bone, and the Patella is the kneecap. There is a large wound down her right arm and she has many cuts on her abdomen. She obviously has internal bleeding in the stomach area. Two of her ribs on the left side of the ribcage are broken, causing the bones to puncture her left lung. Pneumothorax is a collapsed lung that contains air in it. It can also be fatal, but don't worry, the EMTs were able to relieve the pressure on the lung, just in time, too…" He glanced at his chart. "Oh, yes. She will be in a coma for two to three days." Dr. Hansen looked up. "These injuries are very severe, Mr. Tucker. I need you to understand that. She is very lucky, I haven't ever seen anything so atrocious. She won't be out of the hospital soon, but when she is, she will still need to take it easy."
Gibbs ran his hand through his hair and rubbed the side of his face. How could he become so close to this kid in just 2 months? He cared for this young girl as much as he does for his team. He was very concerned. "Thanks." He turned towards his team.
"Wait, Agent Gibbs!" Gibbs spun around. "Uh, well, what I'm about to say is hard to hear, but…"
"But what?" Gibbs yelled.
"Claire, uh, she was… she was raped…" Gibbs was infuriated. Who could do this to such a small girl? He wanted to punch something. Gibbs turned around and slowly walked to his team. He quickly explained all he had heard to his field agents, watching as each face came upon an appalled expression. He frowned and returned to the doctor, asking if they could see the child. They could. He motioned for his squad to tag along. He basically ran into the small room. "Dr. Hansen said she could hear us." Gibbs stated.
"Should we do one on ones?" McGee asked. Gibbs nodded. "Who first?" Everyone looked at each other before Gibbs pulled out his phone to call some people.
***NCIS***
"GIBBS!!!!!" Gibbs glanced at the 11-year-old laying in the bed. He nodded to his team and mentally prepared himself for Abby's attack. He stepped into the hall and Abby instantly broke down into tears in his arms. "Is she all right?" Gibbs explained what he had already told the agents in the room.
"Abby, she can hear us but can't respond, we want to do one on ones, and we decided you first. But let's wait 'till Ducky, Palmer, and the Director get here." Abby nodded and hugged Gibbs tighter, before pulling away and turning around to see the Director and Ducky walk in.
"Where's Palmer?" Abby asked, anxious to see Claire.
"Mr. Palmer parked for us, ah, here he comes now!" Ducky tuned to face the smaller man.
"Sorry, it took so long, doctor."
"Oh, that's all right. Now, who was going to be first?"
Gibbs answered., "Abby."
***NCIS***
Abby sat in the uncomfortable chair in the tiny, colorless hospital room. She had wanted to see the girl soon, but not like this. Abby glanced at the window, before settling her eyes back on Claire.
"I'm so sorry this happened, and, and when you get out, you get a whole party! Or something… When you wake up, I'll be ready with a MASSIVE Caf-Pow!." Abby chuckled to herself before continuing, "I, I can't give you a hug because of your 'condition', but I'm giving you a super Abby air hug right now." Tears pricked her eyelids, threatening to spill over and once again ruin her gothic makeup. She said goodbye before rushing out of the room. Next was Ziva….
Ahaha!!!!! Heehee, I totally just cliffed you!!! :3 Oh, guess what? My green pal down there is still not exactly satisfied…… Please help!!!! Or no more Claire for you!!!!