Disclaimer: I do not on these characters, they belong to DPB
A/N: Chapter two is now up, chapter 3 is on the way!
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Floating downwards I saw my body and suddenly realized what had happened. In the middle of my forehead there was a large red mark, with blood coming out of it. I saw Gibbs. He was on the edge of the building, pointing his Sig-Sauer at something far away. Tony was leaning over my body. I saw tears rolling down his cheeks. He was crying and had his hand around my head. He was muttering something. His words eerily echoed through my spirit.
I..wasn't strong enough to...save you...Kate.. He lowered his head onto my chest.
Gibbs stowed his weapon away and walked slowly and silently over to my body. He kneeled down next to Tony and put his hand on his shoulder. Tony looked up; his eyes were puffy and red with tears rolling down his face. I tried to cry for Tony. He had been through more than any human being deserved to go through. I looked from Tony back to my lifeless body. My eyes were wide open and my face was calm. There had been no warning before the shot had been fired.
Gibbs put his hand on his throat and spoke into the transmitter. I wasn't sure who it was to though. My thoughts were interrupted when his cell phone rang. It was Abby. I couldn't hear what she was saying, but Gibbs was mumbling to her repeatedly until he finally shouted, "PUT DUCKY ON ABBY!" She wanted to know what had happened, but Gibbs refused to tell her.
After a brief conversation where Gibbs yelled more, he snapped his cell phone shut and launched it off the building, as far as he could throw it. He then walked back over to my body. I could tell that he was fighting back tears as he looked down onto my face; my eyes wide open, my face calm.
I still had no idea where McGee was. Perhaps they hadn't told him yet. Poor Tim…Tony and I had mercilessly teased and berated him, but I had found out that he really was a neat person.
The door opened on the roof and a black bag was thrown outwards, landing with a dull thud on the rooftop. Ducky and Jimmy Palmer followed it out onto the roof. Ducky was as pale as a white sheet and Jimmy looked like he was going to lose it. They dragged the body-bag over to my corpse and proceeded to put me in it. Ducky then took one last look at my body, folder my arms over my chest, and gently closed my eyelids. He was still pale as ever.
They carried the body bag down 12 flights of stairs to the bottom, where moments before I had shot a terrorist. The M.E. Van was waiting next to the sedan and McGee was putting ice on his wrist after having narrowly escaped the terrorist who shot his computer. He saw the body-bag come out with Tony and Gibbs trailing slowly behind it. He didn't seem to understand it was me in the bag.