Blown
Chapter 49th
Marcie Warren had done a lot of traveling during her 20 plus years around the globe. But this trip had seemed like forever for her with the American Airlines landing on the runway of Sierra International Airport in Montana.
She had never been here before. But her publisher had ten years ago reported about the heat and humidity with the global warming was just starting all of the trouble with drying up the reservoirs and dams.
Finally when she was able to move out of the terminal after picking up her things in order to get through the security checkpoints. She had to be sure that she needed to show her license and other paperwork in order to pass the weapons that she always carries with her on each and every trip.
Once she moved out after being waved on by the older security officer. She was able to feel the heat and humidity moving out to search for a Rent-a-car center finding three. However, she was able to rent one from her first choice picking out a small white Buggy that she likes the most.
Even though at times her husband Leroy Jethro Gibbs will always be teasing her all of the time. However, the main thing she was concerned about would be the air conditioning for the most part.
She was able to pay the first payment not knowing just how long she was going to be here. Pausing for a moment Marcie had turned on the air conditioning to be pretty amazing after taking a look around with the map and most of all the GPS TRACKING DEVICE next to her.
This trip to the hospital was going to take at least twenty minutes at best without the traffic.
However, she did get caught in a little bit of traffic with a three-car accident with one black SUV having turned over into ablaze to be a real mess with the fire department and other life-saving vehicles had been involved.
She was able to drive by with the lane opening with most or all of the wreckage had been moved to the side of the road and an ambulance to be taking the injured to the hospital as well...
When she did finally arrive with looked at the time to be almost NOONTIME for her with the time zone change. She was hungry and needed to eat something and drink. But instead, she was going to be checking in with her husband on whether he's awake or not.
Stopping off at the security area once again with showing the paperwork having to be a reporter for the Washington Post. She was let upstairs to the eighth floor when she walked out of the elevator to head for the nurse's station with her white pass on the shirt that she was wearing.
There was only one person at the time working at the station as an older woman working the computer terminal as she raised her head to speak with Marcie. "Can I help you, Ma'am?" she will say noticing the pass on the woman.
"I am Mrs. Gibbs, I flew in from Alexandria, Virginia." Marcie will tell her with the information.
"Your husband is awake as of a few moments ago along with the fact he's going to be alright in spite of the concussion that he had suffered with as with his friend Timothy McGee of NCIS." she had alluded to Marcie Warren. "He's in room 841 Mrs. Gibbs," she tells her calmly.
"Thanks, I will go see him now." Marcie cried out.