Gibbs turned quickly when he heard the shot, and was able to catch his agent before he hit the ground. He laid him down as gently as he could.
"Tim…Tim?"
He didn't receive an answer and wasn't expecting one either. He prepared a bandage and motioned for DiNozzo to hurry. Tony arrived and waited for orders.
"We gotta take him, no time for an ambulance, get the car."
Gibbs lifted McGee over his shoulders and sat beside him in the back as Tony drove, faster than Gibbs ever could have.
"We're getting you help McGee…hang on damnit."
McGee started to come to. "Ah…" He almost screamed out in pain.
"Easy, easy…" Gibbs tried to calm him. "You've been hit; we're getting you to the hospital."
"I'm gonna die…"
"The hell you are! You listen to me, keep breathing McGee."
He started to fade back out, but before he did he spoke softly. "How'd I do boss?"
Gibbs smiled slightly. "You did good kid, you did good."
And all that Gibbs and Tony were left with, were memories.