Were you sad
Were you scared
Did you wish for a prayer to be free
Was it quiet and cold
Was it light or too dark to see
And did you reach for me
Joey I'm so sorry
Ohh can you hear me?
Joey I'm so sorry
Oohhhohh can you hear me
Joey I'm so...
Joey I'm so sorry
-Joey by Sugarland-
Tony stepped into the bedroom behind McGee and suddenly felt sick. The room was painted a dark grey, the dark wood flooring made the walls look even darker. In far side there was a open coffin, it's black plush looked recently slept in. Next to the coffin was a end table, a glass, half full of red liquid sat on it. Tony shuttered to think what was in it. McGee was draw to the pictures on the wall, each one a girl lying on the ground in her own blood, bite marks apparent on her neck.
"It looks like Bella wasn't his first time…" McGee turned to see Tony standing in front of one of the pictures, a mixture of anger and disgust on his face. As McGee got closer he could see why. It was Bella, lying on her side, one arm stretched out in front of her as if reaching for help, the other was bent up towards her face. Her blonde hair was sprawled out behind her, the teeth marks showed clearly on her neck.
"Is the liquid in the glass blood?" Tony asked without ever looking from the picture.
McGee nodded. "Don't even need to examine it to know that."
Tony took a deep breath. "This guy is insane."
McGee walked the other side of the room, pulling open the closet doors, inside was a large suitcase and a dark red purse thrown next to it. He bent down, opening the purse he found Bella's wallet. He turned back to Tony with a smirk. "Well she'll be happy to get this back."
Tony let out a small laugh. "Yea no more bitching about that at least."
They continued to search the room, Tony couldn't stop looking back at the picture of Bella on the wall. Then, breaking through the silence of their search a piercing scream came from outside. Both men ran through the house, guns out, unsure of what they would find when they got outside.
Tony rushed through the front door in front of McGee stopping with his gun raised. Justin had Bella pulled to him, arm around her throat, other hand holding a gun to her temple.
"NCIS drop your weapon!" He heard McGee yell, for some reason his voice wasn't working.
Justin only pulled Bella tighter to him, his eyes darting from agent to agent. Bella yelled. "Sure, stay in the car! Nothing could possibly happen in the car!"
"I don't think now is a good time to argue that Bella!" McGee replied.
"Just shoot him!" She yelled back.
Tony stepped forward trying to get better aim, as he did he saw Justin press the gun harder into her temple. Bella gasped. "Any closer and she's dead!"
"You can't do that Justin, you kill her in front of us, we kill you, then you couldn't take pictures of it, we saw your sick little collection in there…" Tony yelled, taking another step.
"I mean it! I'll kill her!"
"No you won't, just put the gun down." Tony spoke again inching closer.
Bella felt the pressure on the side of her head dissapate, before she knew what had happened, she heard the gun shot. Tony recoiled as the bullet hit him in the stomach. She screamed, Justin released her, bashing her in the back of the head with the gun.
Her vision blurred, she hit her knees, she could hear McGee's gun fire, then the squealing sound of Justin's tires. She didn't focus on splitting pain in the back of her head, instead she stumbled to her feet and made it to Tony's side.
"Tony! Tony talk to me!" She screamed, looking at the now pale face of the agent.
"Hey you do know my name…" Was his only response.
She shook her head, pulling the shirt she was wearing off and pressing it to his stomach, he winced. She heard McGee on the phone yelling for an ambulance. He hung up and ran to Tony's side.
"They said the closest bus will be at least twenty minutes…"
Bella shook her head looking at McGee. "He doesn't have twenty minutes." She looked behind her at the car. "Get him, give me the keys, I'll drive us there."
McGee nodded, carefully picking up the bleeding agent. Bella, forgetting about her own injury, quickly opened the car door, McGee sat with Tony pulled into him, holding the soaked shirt on the wound.
As Bella sped out of the drive way McGee spoke up from the back seat. "Do you know how to get into the hospital?"
Bella nodded. "I saw it on the way to the club the other night."
She ignored all the speed limits, stop signs, and red lights, her only focus was getting him there before it was too late.
"Tony? Stay awake Tony." McGee spoke up when he noticed Tony's eyes closing.
"Stay with us Tony we're almost there." Bella yelled from the front seat.
"Bella? Remember how you made breakfast the other day?" Tony's voice was barely audible.
Bella took a deep breath. "Yes I remember…."
"That burnt bacon was horrible."
"Then why did you eat it?" She asked, speeding through yet another red light.
"Cause I got to watch you cook more."
Bella bit down on her lip, trying to keep her emotions in check. "Well I'll make you some more okay?"
"His eyes are closing again…Tony! Tony wake up!" She could hear the worry in McGee's voice. She gripped the wheel tighter, her mind kept screaming, how this was all her fault. If she wouldn't have came to Abby, if she wouldn't have involved these guys in this, all this wouldn't have happened. Tony was dying because of her.
She saw the hospital sign and said a silent prayer as she pulled up to the emergency room. Her and McGee, holding a now lifeless Tony, ran into the ER.
The next twenty minutes were a blur, Bella wasn't really sure how she ended up in the waiting room, but she watched McGee pace the floor, just outside the door, she snuggled deeper into the coat McGee had given her, since her shirt was covered in Tony's blood.
She swallowed hard, her hands were stained with his blood, she could see it underneath her nails. She'd never seen someone shot, in high school there were several times people she knew were killed, shot for something or another, it was New Orleans after all, but she'd never actually seen it happen.
She was brought out of her daze when she heard McGee speak, Gibbs, Ziva and Abby were greeting him. She could hear Gibbs yelling, he smacked McGee upside the head several times. McGee looked like a scared kid getting yelled at by his father.
She slowly pushed herself from the chair, forcing herself to walk to the group, each step getting harder and harder. Once she was standing in front of them she heard Abby speak.
"Bella are you…"
She was cut off by Bella speaking. "Don't yell at him…this is my fault…everything is my fault…"
Gibbs looked at her. "Your fault?"
"Yes, but please don't hit me on the back of the head…I think it's already cracked open…" She barely finished her sentence before falling forward, McGee quickly caught her and Abby began calling for a nurse.