Title: Paper People
Rating: G
Disclaimer: The only thing I own even remotely related in any way shape or form to NCIS are my notes from my ROP forensics class and a plaster cast of my shoe print. If this is of any value to anyone, then I must say, you are one sad puppy.
Spoilers: I think it's heartbreak. The one where the guy explodes in the hospital.
A/N: Don't know why, but I'm on a bit of an angst kick.
She puts on the safety equipment and picks up the gun.
She last cleaned it a week ago, right after she shot him. She knows, deep in her heart somewhere, that she can't blame herself. She was following her training. The training that had taught her to aim, shoot, kill. The same training she's requalifying for now.
She aims.
It's different when you're not aiming at paper people anymore, she realizes. It used to be a game. A competition to see who could score the highest. It will never be again.
The chime sounds.
She shoots.
And inside, she cries.