A/N: I know this is a bit early, but I really didn't have anything to do and I'm so bored. So, this kept me occupied for two hours.

Thanks for all the reviews that I got for the last chapter! I'm really glad you guys liked it, especially because I didn't like it.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NCIS. IF I DID... oh, the things I would do..

Anyways, ENJOY!

Jenny, Jethro, Heather, Jade and the twins came rushing to the hospital, demanding to know Amelia's condition.

"Please don't make me do this," said Jenny, her finger on the call button for Hillary Clinton. "Because I assure you, I will."

Jethro smirked. Just then, a doctor came out. He read the clipboard.

"Family of Amelia Shepard?" he called out. His eyes widened as a group of angry redheads and a silver-haired gentleman rushed to him. "You are all related to Miss Shepard?"

"We're her sisters, nieces and brother-in-law." Said Jenny hurriedly, without a second thought. Jethro immediately wrapped an arm around Jenny's waist.

"Very well," he said, still looking suspiciously at the group. "I am Dr Tan, and I am Miss Shepard's doctor. She suffered first degree burns and she will need to walk in crutches when she comes out. Not permanently, of course," he added, looking at the look of horror on the redheads' faces before him. "She also has a fractured left arm. We are currently removing shrapnel from various parts of her body and prepping her for surgery."

"What are the chances of survival?" asked Jenny.

"It isn't too low, but don't worry. I am very good at my job." He gave a reassuring smile and left.

Jethro looked at Jenny, who was holding onto him as if she needed his support to remain standing. The others were sobbing on each other's shoulders.

"Jenny, I think we need to call the others and tell them what happened. We need to get them to the scene as soon as possible." He said softly.

"Leon will be arriving shortly," she said monotonously. "Metro PD said that it was a hit-and-run case. NCIS can't get involved; it's too personal."

"There was a note left there, Jen." He sighed, running his fingers through her hair gently. "It said 'One down'. You have to pull some strings to let NCIS get jurisdiction on this one. She might've left something there that can help us track her."

She didn't know what possessed her to nod. It might have been the hatred she felt towards the woman who had almost killed her sister. It might've been that she was just tired, even though it was only 5 o'clock in the afternoon. It could've been the fact that this was emotionally draining her with everything. Or it could've been the fact that this was just too much for her to take, and she just wanted everything to stop.

She was pacing in front of Adalina, Jade, Heather and Ariele two hours later. She just couldn't help it; she had to let everything that she was feeling out.

"Why the hell was she so stupid? I specifically told her not to leave NCIS without my permission! Hell, I practically mimed it! Now look where it's gotten her! A car accident!" she glared at the four women sitting silently on the hospital chairs. "Why aren't you saying anything?"

"Well, you're saying everything for us-" started Heather, but she was immediately interrupted by Jenny.

"And you!" she shrieked, turning her monstrous glare on to Jade. "You just had to start another fight with her! And trying to pry information out of Jethro about our relationship! Heather and I did not try so hard to get you guys to talk together again so you could sleep with my boyfriend and end up losing the both of us! Where the hell did your common sense go?"

"Ah, but perhaps common sense isn't very common nowadays, is it, my dear?" said a kind, gentle voice from behind her.

She spun around and came face-to-face with Ducky, Abby and the team.

"Director!" said Abby, rushing to her and pulling her into a bone-crushing hug. "Are you alright? I mean, I know you weren't in the crash, but I just meant, how are you coping? What am I saying? I mean, your sister was in a car accident, of course you're not fine-"

"Let the Director breathe, my dear, then perhaps she can answer your questions with proper words." Said Ducky. Abby let go of Jenny, looking sheepish.

"Sorry, Director." She said. Jenny smiled and shook her head, indicating that it was okay. "How is Amelia?"

"She's still in surgery." Said Jenny. "What are you guys doing here? Aren't you suppose to be at the crash scene?"

"We wanted to make sure you guys were holding up okay," said Tony. Jade smiled flirtatiously and whispered in his ear.

"I am, now that I have a handsome man like you to keep me company."

"Aunt Betty, Jade." Said Jenny, reminding her of the promise she made earlier. "The threat still stands."

"Forget I said anything," said Jade, rolling her eyes at Jenny and returning to her seat beside Heather.

"I appreciate your thoughts, guys." She said, smiling sincerely at them. "But you guys need to get to the scene so we can catch the bitch that made her seem defenseless and weak."

Ariele gasped.

"Aunt Jenny… Aunt Amelia isn't weak." She said defensively.

"I know. Those are the two words that no one would ever use to describe a Shepard woman." Said Jenny, smiling fondly, as if she was remembering a memory. Heather and Jade both wore the same expressions on their faces.

"Mom used to say that," said Heather. She imitated a stern, crisp voice that was very unlike hers. "'Defenseless' and 'weak' are the two words that no one should use to describe a Shepard woman. Now, you girls go out and show them chauvinists what girl power is all about."

Heather, Jade and Jenny burst out laughing. Jethro smiled a little, relieved to see Jenny laughing, even if it was only for a little bit.

"Not to burst your happy bubble, but don't you guys think that you ought to have you happy trip down memory lane later? As in, after Aunt Amelia has recovered?" snapped Adalina irritably; she was very close Amelia.

The three sisters sobered quickly, reminded of their current situation.

"We're going to the scene now." Said Ziva awkwardly. They all left in a hurry, but Jethro stayed.

"Jenny, if you need anything, just dial number one on you speed dial, alright?" he said softly, tucking her hair behind her ear. She nodded. He kissed her softly, comfortingly, telling her silently that everything would be alright. She just hoped it would be.

And, just like that, the redheads were silent once more.

I know it's a little shorter than my other chapters, but it passed my a thousand words mark, so I wasn't too particular about it.

Tell me what you think, ya? :D

-Nat.