Today, Elizabeth and Ducky stood between the body, talking to each other.

"Alright, I'll fill out the paper work since you came in." Ducky smiled while Elizabeth sat down at the table. She started to fill out papers, and Ducky went to get the new body that came in, the EMTS didn't say much about this body. Just that they flew him over so Ducky could do the autopsy himself.

"So what's he look like Duck?" Elizabeth asked him. He was quiet, until a mans voice was heard.

"Turn off the lights Elizabeth, and come over and stand next to Ducky." She gasped, while standing quickly, turning off the lights as she went, and turned next to him. There was a man there, slightly light brown, with black hair, and deep brown eyes that were cold. "Where's the body?" He asked.

"That one." Ducky pointed at the door that kept the body in. He turned quickly and shot at the camera.

"Go turn on the biohazard lights outside the door." He pointed at Elizabeth. She nodded and turned the red lights on, than came to stand by Ducky once more.

"Elizabeth Swanson, Leroy Jethro Gibbs girlfriend, and Ducky, his best friend. But where is Mr. Palmer?"

The man asked.

"He went to take the blood sample to Abby." Elizabeth said whispering.

"Right. So Elizabeth call him up, and tell him to stay there until the new autopsy is done." She went over and hit FORENSICS button. "Hi Ducky!" Abby's voice filled the room.

"It's Elizabeth. Can you please tell Jimmy to stay with you until we're done with the biohazard body?" Elizabeth questioned over the phone.

"Yeah sure Elizabeth!" They hung up the phone quickly and Elizabeth turned to the man holding a gun to Ducky's head. Her eyes widened and she gasped.

"Please don't hurt him." She said.

"Call your boyfriend, and tell him to come down here." The man said.

"No, I'm not going to let you hurt him, or the other way around. Shoot me, I don't care." Elizabeth said, getting angry.

"Okay." He aimed his gun at her, and shot her in the shoulder, it lodged itself in the blade. She hissed in pain, as blood started to ooze out and went down her shirt. The white blouse was now covered in blood. Ducky helped her sit on a slab and un buttoned her blouse for her. Her white tank was also red, and now sticking to her shirt. He made her lay down and cut her shirt open with scissors.

"My dear, you shouldn't have done that." He whispered. Elizabeth breathed heavily.

"I'm not going to stand by while he traps Jethro." She said in pain.

He nodded while the man ranked his eyes over Elizabeth.

"You are beautiful. A redhead too. No wonder why he likes you." He put his hand on her hip, and she flinched back, not wanting his hands on her.

"You're a bastard." She whispered.

"Something so mean, coming out of something so pretty." He laughed as he walked around.

" Dr. Mallard, please forget Elizabeth for a couple of hours, and start on the autopsy." The man said, pulling Ducky away from her.

The man's back was to her, and she pulled her cell phone out, quietly from her pocket. She put the phone on silent, and went to her messages.

She texted him, only once.

SOS, please help. One man with a gun. I'm hurt.

And with that, she put her phone down the side of her panties, hidden by her belt.

The man started to laugh and turn.

"Elizabeth. I'm very disappointed in you." He slapped her, making her head turn. On the corner of her eye, she saw a bug being placed in the ceiling.

He roughly grabbed her hip and turned her, snaking his hand down, until he got her phone.

"Your lovely boyfriend isn't going to save you." He spit out angrily.

"Maybe he will, maybe he wont. But know that I'm going to enjoy cutting your body open." She hissed out.

He went to slap her again, when Ducky got into the way.

"I think you may want to see this." Ducky said, walking to the body.

They walked away from her.

"The artery was cut by a needle." He said.

The man touched the body, and smiled.

Elizabeth saw Jethro from the window. She was in pain. He walked in casually, and with a certain pride.

"Hello Gibbs." The man said, turning around.

They talked in some language, and Elizabeth tuned it out, mostly trying to think of something to ease the pain.

Than, she heard gunfire, and lots of it. A firefight. She thought of how she might lose the man she fell in love with. Than she saw them both fall to the floor. And after Tony came running in, Gibbs work and went over to Elizabeth.

"Hang in there." He said.

"I could tell you the same thing." She said with a small smile.

He chuckled as Tony led him out. Paramedics entered with the stretcher.

They hooked her up, and wheeled her into the elevator, where Jethro and Tony were waiting.

"Ma'am, we are going to give you some stuff to make the pain go away." She nodded and stared up at Gibbs. She waited for any signs of how he felt. She could see the anger, directed at the man. She didn't even know who he was. But that didn't matter to her, all that mattered was that she was okay.

He looked down, as her eyes slowly closed from the medicines.

The hospital wasn't that busy. Ducky and Jethro, along with the rest of the gang, waited in the waiting area. The doctors rushed in and out, and hours went by.

Jethro was on his third coffee cup, when a doctor came out in scrubs and slight blood on it.

"Family of Elizabeth Swanson." They all stood, and walked over to him.

"Well the bullet lodged in her shoulder blade, took a hour to fix up. And than her vitals crashed.

Right now, she is stable, and awake. She's asking for Jethro." He walked with the doctor, and soon made it to her room.

"Elizabeth." The doctor said. She opened her eyes, and they fixed on Gibbs.

"Jethro." He walked over to her, and sat in the chair next to her bed.

"Thank you." He quietly said, startling her.

"For what?" She asked, shocked.

"You saved Ducky." He said.

She smiled and reached for his hand. They combined.