Sorry I haven't updated in forever! I've had like no time :P Here's the next chapter, and as promised, there is a fair amount of drama, in my opinion at least. Also, please excuse any spelling or grammar mistakes, I wrote most of this at midnight last night and didn't read it over afterwards so there might be a few incomprehensible parts that even I wouldn't be able to understand. I guess that's all so... Happy reading! :D
Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS, I do however own a very amazing NCIS t-shirt. :)
"Is he going to be okay?" Abby asked the doctor for about the tenth time in the last five minutes. Her eyes were puffy from all of the crying she'd been doing on the way to the hospital, during which everyone tried to comfort her and Tony attempted to keep the car from crashing as he patted Abby's leg.
"Yes, he's going to be fine." The nurse reassured her, giving her a tight smile. "The doctors are just stitching him up, he'll be healed in next to no time."
"Next to no time? What does that mean? Why can't you just say no time? What does 'next to' mean?" Abby challenged, putting her hands on her hips, looking extremely scary considering her mascara was running and her pigtails were askew.
"He'll be fine." She answered, grimacing at her previous choice of words. "Now, it says her that you are supposed to be in a hospital bed, not socializing in the ER." She said to Jenny, pursing her lips.
"Well, I think I have the clearance considering one of my friends is gushing blood and could possibly die." Jenny replied, wincing as Abby screeched "What! HE COULD DIE!" and started sobbing again.
"You aren't going to get any better if you don't rest." The nurse responded, sighing deeply when Jenny just raised an eyebrow. "Doctor's orders, I'm sorry, miss."
Jenny sighed as another batch of patients rushed through the glass door, all yelling for a doctor. She wondered how many people the Emergency Room could even hold, it already looked like there were at least fifty people standing around, chatting, crying, or, in the team's case, criticizing the hospital staff under their breath and glancing at the clock every five seconds.
"What are all of these patients doing here?" She asked Gibbs after she'd promised the nurse she'd be back in her room in fifteen minutes.
"Fire in a hotel on Holmes Road, killed five, two hundred injured." Gibbs muttered under his breath, backing up as a angry mother stormed by, demanding her son be looked at immediately.
"So they're all coming here because it's the closest hospital." Jenny concluded, glancing over towards the corner that Team Gibbs was currently occupying to see that they still looked as worried as ever.
Tony was currently making movie references about everything from the woman across the room's angry attitude, to the constant sneezing of the boy next to him. Ziva had taken out her switch-knife and was flicking it open and closed, glaring at anyone who dared to look her way. Ducky had arrived and was trying to reassure Abby that McGee would be fine based on her description of his condition, but obviously failing considering she still had an ever-constant stream of tears running down her face. Sarah, McGee's younger sister, had been contacted and she was currently running red light after red light to get to the hospital and make sure her brother wasn't really dying, like Abby had told her through sobs on the phone.
"You know, NCIS really needs to train people how to deal with crisis." Jenny mused, turning back to Gibbs to see him frowning. "What is it?" After a moment of silence, her confused expression cleared up and she frowned at Gibbs. "Don't go blaming yourself for this, Jethro, it was not your fault."
"I know." Gibbs responded bluntly, his expression blank.
"I'm serious, it wasn't. That could be you right now, and as much as I'm sure you probably wish it was, we're all glad it's not. There's currently more stress and worry in your team alone than in everyone else in this room, we don't need any more." Jenny said, looking into Gibbs eyes. "Now, I have to go back to my room, the nurse over there's giving me the evil eye."
"I'll come with you." Gibbs suggested, starting towards the elevator.
"No, you have to stay with your team. But make sure you update me on McGee once he gets out of surgery, okay?" Jenny demanded, smiling when Gibbs nodded before heading towards the elevator.
Stepping into the crammed elevator, Jenny was relieved to see that the button for her floor was already pushed and that she didn't have to reach around the four people in front of her to light it up. After a few stops, she finally made it onto her floor, practically falling out of the elevator as more people squeezed in, all anxious to see their loved ones. Brushing off the pair of light blue scrubs she was still wearing, Jenny slowly limped towards her room, sighing when she finally reached the door. Swinging it open, she set her sights on the bed lying to her left, attempting to lift herself up with only one good arm and leg.
"Need some help there?" Finally making it up onto the bed, Jenny turned around to see Samantha Ryan smirking at her. "Too bad."
"What are you doing here?" Jenny asked, her eyebrows disappearing under her bangs.
"Well someone's not in a very welcoming mood." Ryan replied, leaning bag against the six pillows on her bed. She was sitting less than four feet away from Jenny, on an identical hospital bed, her arm covered in gauze. "For your information, I'm your new roomy."
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"No." Jenny said, shaking her head. "Not possible."
"Yes possible." Ryan replied, grinning. "And it looks like we're going to be stuck here a while."
"Let me guess." Jenny slowly rotated herself so that she was also leaning back against her pillows. "There wasn't enough room in the hospital for everyone so you requested to be put in a room with the only other person that you knew was going to be here at the same time as you. Me."
"Wow, that's what happened? I had no idea!" Ryan commented sarcastically, fluffing her pillows.
"Wait, why do you have more pillows than I do?" Jenny looked back at her single, hard pillow before turning towards Ryan, who was pulling a loose feather out of one of hers.
"Oh, I just told the nurse that I worked at the pentagon and she got me whatever I asked." Ryan bragged, grinning at Jenny's annoyed expression.
"So they just get you whatever you want?" Jenny questioned, astounded.
"Yep." Ryan's smirk grew larger as she witnessed Jenny's dumbfounded expression.
"Well then why don't you ask them to get Jethro to love you instead of me, that would probably make you feel better than a bunch of pillows would." Jenny said nonchalantly, smiling innocently at Ryan's astonished expression.
"He loves you?" Ryan asked, slowly recovering from the burn Jenny just delivered. "Has he told you he does?"
"Yeah, about fifty times a day." Jenny's eyes glazed over as she remembered their assignment together in Paris, the moonlit walks, late nights, and loving looks.
"I mean recently, as in not 12 years ago." Ryan replied, smiling when Jenny's eyes flashed towards her. "That's right, I did my research. I know all about your little mission in France and how you left Jethro for your job. You choose wrong, Shepard, and I'm sure he's not going to take you back after what you did to him."
"Well then you must not know him as well as you think you do, because he will." Jenny defended, pushing the growing feeling of doubt back down.
"Are you sure? I know that if I was hurt that bad, I wouldn't just jump back into what caused my life to be ruined in the first place."
"I don't care what you know, Ryan." Jenny answered, loosing the bite in her words. What if Ryan was right and she had hurt Gibbs to much in the past for him to ever take her back? What if he was just dating her to humor her until she could get back on her two front teeth? Had he really changed that much in the past four years that he wouldn't even consider living the rest of his life with her?
"See? We both know I'm right, Shepard. I can tell you know I am by the look in your eyes. You believe he loves you as much as I do."
"I'm not talking about this anymore. It's none of your business, so would you please shut up." Jenny turned away from Ryan, looking down at the ground as she wondered if Ryan was just pulling her leg or was onto something.
"Oh Shepppaaarrrdddd!" Ryan sang a few minutes later, interrupting the redhead's pondering.
"What?" Jenny asked sharply, her voice rising as she turned to glare at the woman.
"It sounds like your boyfriend's here." She replied, gesturing towards the hallway from where Gibbs' voice could be heard yelling at a nurse.
"Great." Jenny muttered, not wanting to face Gibbs after realizing that he would never love her the same way again.
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"I don't care if another patient is in there with her, I don't even care if the president is in there, I'm going in!" Gibbs barked at the furious nurse, ignoring her protests as he slammed into the room. "I. Hate. Hospitals." He muttered, slamming the door behind him before turning back around to see Samantha Ryan staring him down.
"What are you doing in here?" He asked, his eyes traveling around the room until they landed on Jenny. "Jen?"
"She's my new roommate." Jenny replied grudgingly, trying not to let any tears escape her eyes as she watched the man she love look at her tortured face, concerned, knowing that he'd never truly feel the same way.
Shut up, Shepard. You promised yourself you'd never fall in love with him again after you got sick. Do not throw away all of your progress and become a sobby mess just because you can't have him. Jenny yelled at herself mentally, attempting to smile reassuringly at Gibbs.
"Jen, are you okay? Do you want me to get the doctor or a nurse who actually knows what she's doing?" He asked, grimacing as he remembered the annoying nurse in the hallway as well as the one that forced Jenny to come back upstairs in the first place.
"I'm fine, Jethro." Jenny replied, smiling as she momentarily forgot that Gibbs wasn't really concerned but was only pretending.
"Um, hello? Injured chick over here as well?" Ryan called, glaring at Gibbs lean down and kiss Jenny on the forehead.
"Shut up, Ryan." Gibbs said, sending her a death glare before turning back to the woman he loved. "Are you sure you are okay?"
Jenny grimaced, trying to come up with a honest answer. "As okay as I'll ever be." She finally settled on, giving Gibbs a reassuring smile as her heart slowly began to break into pieces at the lingering feel of his lips on her skin.
Growl, Ryan's stirring up trouble :P No worries, Jenny, Gibbs still loves you!
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