To one of my guest reviews, I was trying to "show" Andy getting shot instead of "telling." Instead of writing, "I got shot." X_X, I tried to not use that. And I do think Kensi would've had tighter security if she'd knew that something like that was going to happen. the case that those two men were involved with was 6 years ago. And Kensi was happy with Mark, but she loves her daughter way more and decided that she cares more about her daughter's happiness than her own. And I do think it might've seemed a little rushed, but I mean, nobody's perfect. I wanted to get that little part in because I wanted to show that Andy still is a teenager with friend problems and other things.

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Sorry about that, guys. Needed to clear some things up. Hopefully, we'll get some more answers here, and I'll try to introduce Andy to Sabitino if I can in a few chapters or this one ;).

It had been a week since it happened. And I'm pretty sure Mom was starting some sort of investigation at NCIS.

Mom and Dad were in the room. Together. I know getting shot is a bad thing, but honestly, this is going along better than I expected.

"Sweetie, I'm going to see if Mandy came back yet, okay?" said Dad as he kissed my head. "I'll see you soon."

"Bye." I said, maybe a little too teenagery. Both of them seemed off though, ever since I mentioned Alejandro. Mom's mismatched eyes were focused on the floor, like she was studying the cracks.

"Mom?" I asked. "You okay?"

"Fine." she said, looking back up at me. "Just a little shocked." Her phone beeped a bit, and she smiled lightly when she saw who texted her.

"Mom?" I asked. Something was going to happen.

"Nate's driving over now." smiled Mom. Nate, I haven't heard that name in a long time. He'd been going around the globe doing top secret agent stuff, and then he came back for a bit to help Jack and I cope with the divorce, Mom with the divorce and Dad, and Dad with the divorce and the case. Then he got together with that coroner, Rose, (who'd I'd only met once), and they got married and now live in London, with Rose being a coroner with the London Police Department and Nate works at the NCIS office in London. (Don't ask me how I know all of this.)

I just kind of dozed until Nate came, with a few doctors coming in and checking up on my vitals. When the third one came in, I screamed at him. "Two already came in! It's not like anything changed! STILL SHOT!" That doctor slowly backed out of the door. I inherited my mother's hatred for hospitals.

Nate came in a bit later. He was wearing cargo shorts, a t shirt, and brown flip flops. "Hey." he said, ruffling my hair a bit. "How's life?"

"Shitty." I said gruffly. "Painful." Mom whispered something in his ear and then left. Nate just nodded and went back to me.

"How's it shitty?" asked Nate, taking a seat in one of the plastic chairs next to me.

I gave him a glare. "It's pretty obvious."

"Sorry." he said, looking in my eyes, as if he was trying to see past my walls. Well, go ahead, he wouldn't find anything except pain and depression. "Anything new in your life?"

I told him about Gilbert, Delilah, therapy, how lacrosse was coming up soon, etc. I felt like he was trying to look past that. He told me about how he has a little girl, Madeleine-Naomi, and a baby boy named Samuel. He also asked about Jack.

"I don't know. He's coming back for the rest of the summer in a few days." I said, looking out the window at the tree in front of it.

"That's good. Siblings are good for support." said Nate. "When are you getting out?"

"A few days. I'll have to be on the couch, though." I said, looking down at my hands, which looked paler, and had a few short red lines. It was a super short session. "Alright, I'm in LA for a few more days, so if you need me, you know where to find me." He kissed my cheek lightly, and walked out.

Mom came in a few minutes later. "You ready to go?" she asked smiling.

"What do you mean?" I asked, looking up at her.

"The doctors are pretty impressed with your recovery and are letting you out early." smiled Mom, placing a pair of sweatpants, my "Lacrosse or Beat it" sweatshirt and some slippers onto my bed. "You'll have to be on full bed rest, though."

"Not that different than here." I commented.

"Yes it is. No doctors, no weird machines." she said. "And your mommy's going to be there!" she laughed, lightly hugging me. I smiled a bit. I guess seeing how much Mom and Dad have been working together made me a little happier, but not entirely.

A nurse offered to help me change, but I was being a baby and wanted my mom to do it. She also helped me into a wheelchair and rolled me down to the pick up area of the hospital parking lot. Eric and Nell picked us up in their minivan. Sam and Callen were there too. Delilah had a little infection, apparently and Dad was there with her in the NICU.

Aunt Nell packed my wheelchair into the trunk and Mom helped me into the back seat, and she sat next to me. I rested my head on her shoulder, and for the first time in forever, I felt safe. Mom kissed my head, and wrapped her arm around my shoulders. I could hear her lightly whispering, "My little girl. My little Andy."

We pulled up in front of Aunt Nell's house, where we'd stay for a while, now that this criminal was still on the loose. She told me we'd move into a safe house tomorrow. I asked about Dad, and she didn't say anything.

Felix and Renée were waiting for me at the front steps, and I just smiled lightly at them. Gilbert jumped up and licked my face. He had been living with the Beales since Mom was always taking care of me. But the surprise was my favorite part. There was Jack, standing there, smiling a full smile, and he looked super happy. I missed my brother a lot. I honestly hated being an only child at home. He hugged me super carefully, but I hugged him super tightly, ignoring the pain in my chest. Tears were brewing in my eyes, and I tried to keep them in.

"Missed you, sissy." he said.

"Ditto, big brother." I replied. Once we got to the stairs, my brother carried me up, and I was pretty sure Mom was super proud of us for being such good siblings. I rested my head on his shoulder, and just relaxed, trying to ignore the fact that there's someone looking for revenge for some case.

After he put me down in Eric and Nell's guest room, where I'd live for a few days, he, Renée, Felix and I played Call of Duty together and killed a lot of bad guys, while Gil sat next to me, as if protecting me from the bad guys. Mom watched us for a bit, and started laughing when Jack handed her his remote. Mom really misses him. (I always called him Mama's Boy) Jack hopped onto my bed, and I gave him mine.

My meds were making me sleepy after a while, and everyone left. I made Jack, Gilbert and Mom stay. We all cuddled in that big bed, Mom in the middle, and us on either side, like we did when we were little.

The only person missing was Dad.

Thx for reading! Next chapter will definitely be happier, with Jack being back. Reviews make me super duper happy! *hint, hint*

Teaser: The Blyes will have to move to a safe house and Jack and Andy will try to plan a birthday surprise for Kensi.