The next couple weeks were uneventful, a few cases had been finished and a few more came up, everyone was relaxed except agent Gibbs. He had been working on a case that involved a serial killer that loved to kill people for sport. They were different people and it was never the same way except that the killer would leave a red scarf on the dead body. The fact that Jen had been up all night with morning sickness didn't help much either. All in all this was not a good time to be on the bad side of Gibbs.
Gibbs walked into Abby's lab were the young Goth was blasting her music loudly and looking at pictures of different tattoos. " Abby does that have anything to do with the case." Abby turned around to look at Gibbs then shut of the monitor, she could clearly see he wasn't happy. " No! I was thinking about getting another tattoo." Gibbs gave her on of his famous stares. " But that can wait until after we catch the bad guy." Gibbs stopped staring at her " What did you find Abbs?" She turned to him and smiled " I have his addressee." She grabbed a piece of paper and handed it to him. "Thanks Abbs" He turned and left her lab to go and catch the killer. Maybe he would get a good night of sleep tonight.
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Gibbs and his team were in the warehouse were Abby had said the man was, but nothing was there, as they were about to leave, a man came out with a gun. Gibbs didn't have enogh time to react and was shot once in the chest and twice in the stomach.
Ziva saw Gibbs get shot, turned around and shot the man with the gun in the head. She ran over to Gibbs and checked his wound. It wasn't good. She yelled at Tony to call an Ambulance. She turned back to Gibbs and said. " You can't die Gibbs, you can't leave Jen alone with a baby." Gibbs grabbed her hand and squeezed it, she knew he would be alright, he had to be. He was Gibbs.
