A/N: Hey thanks for the very FEW reviews I got. But I appreciate everyone of them. :)
Disclaimer: I do not (unfortunately) own all reconizable characters, no matter how much I wish I did. :'(
"That's the part we haven't reached," Ducky says.
"What the hell happened?" I demanded sitting up quickly, and immediately falling back down because I got woozy.
"Now now my dear, slow down and don't sit up so quickly," Ducky says.
"Well when you were shot they also shot some of the civilians and Abby. She is in critical condition. With a shot to the chest and stomach. It just barely missed her heart and some of her vital organs. She was very lucky, but she will have to be in the hospital for some time and go through multiple surgeries," McGee finally squeaks up and it figures he would say that considering that he still loves her.
"HOLY SHIT! IT'S MY ENTIRE FAULT! OH MY FREAKING GOD!" I scream.
"Kelly Nicole Gibbs!" my mom covers my mouth with her hand.
I start sobbing. What the hell did Abby do to disserve this? She is an amazing person, and is always there to help somebody! She always puts other people first instead of herself. I take away my mom's hand from my mouth.
"Can I have a few minutes by myself?" I ask a few more tears slipping down my cheeks.
"Of course my dear," Ducky says and gets rid of everyone in the room.
"Ducky?"
"Yes my dear?"
"Where's my phone?"
"Right next to you."
"Thanks."
I pick up my phone and scroll through my text messages seeing what I missed. I compose a new message.
'Chell, weve got a problem.'
I scan done to Michelle's name, and select, and then send. I get an almost automatic response.
'Hs i heard what happened? r you okay? is everyone else? mom won't tell me freakin anything!'
'im fine. got shot but im okay. Abby tho is in critic condit. i feel lik its my fault…'
'kell, its not ur fault. u noe tht deep down, but u r scard & nervous.'
'hs when did u bcome ?'
'lmao. my entire fam are cops member.'
'haha, oh ya.'
'okay well get some shut eye & ill ttyl ily. bye.
'ily2 bye.'
I take a long soothing deep breath. Then, I put music on, turn over and finally drift off into a dreamless slumber.
The next morning I am awoken by sunlight.
'SUNLIGHT!?!? What the hell?'
Then it hits me…I'm in a hospital and am currently in the worst state a human being could be. One of my favorite people in the entire world is in the hospital in critical, and I am here and got by fine. I am the one who should be in that position.
"Kelly, are you awake?" my mom asks from the doorway.
"Yeah. Have you gotten any news on Abby?"
"Yes, we have baby. She is in ICU, but she's stable at the moment."
I breathe out a sigh of relief. "Thank god."
"Are you okay?" my mom asks worry sketching her voice.
"Well, I'm not perfectly fine, but I am okay-ish at the moment."
"Okay. Do you need anything?"
"Yes. Can you grab my book and my laptop from home?"
"Already did."
"But, how-
"Look in your bag."
"Ohhh. Thanks, Mom."
"Your welcome. I have to go to work. Are you okay? And different people will be stopping by to check on you."
"Yes, and okay."
"I love you."
"I love ya, too Mom."