Time heals all wounds

Chapter 20th

"It was a deer. We fight over its head since it was too small to kill. Otherwise, we need to be extremely careful with our sources telling us that three associates of the local Cartel are here somewhere in search of the Washington Post reporter Marcie Warren."

"Damn!" McGee cursed under his breath. "It's why we are here to help protect the woman with knowing too much about Shannon and Kelly Gibbs supposed to been dead for 34 years."

"Yeah, we know. We were able to read the entire report given to us by the D.O.D. and SECNAV." Melissa Anderson needed to say to the NCIS agents. "Anyways we are here to work with you no matter how long it may take," she said with the grain of salt.

"I highly doubt it. We are here for only a week. Will be best getting back to the cabin and let you work as well." McGee needed to say.

Walking away...

Five miles south of the cabin were three Local Cartel snipers having been hired by Alejandro Riveria. They had set up a shop with three small pup tents to rest for the night. Even though in the morning they will be heading in to see if they can find the woman Marcie Warren and the other NCIS agents.

Their job is to take out the woman and the agents. There was no excuse since these were the three best snipers in the world for when it comes to Black Ops.

Speaking in their native tongue Spanish. One of the snipers offers smokes to the younger man from Paraguay.

"No thanks, I will need my head clear in the morning to do our job." Emilio had to say to Gunther age 43 years old. While the other had gone to his tent to sleep after having a quick meal of frank and beans and American age 51 ex-Naval seal and Marine.

"I completely understand Gunther," he replied with smoking his own cigar with lighting it up. While Emilio left the tent to head for his own and try to sleep. In spite of the fact, it was cold out with the temperatures dropping even further during the night.

Walking back to the cabin. Marcie was waiting for them as with Torres wondering what the hell was going on.

"Do you believe them at all Tim?" Nick asks his associate and friend.

"Of course I believe them. Unless there was someone else out there playing games with their heads?" McGee needed to say to have them all shaking their heads. "I need to check in with Vance since the service has been just awful. I was able to finally get a signal with the phone." he dialed the number to finally get a connection...

Director Leon Vance sitting with Fornell in the waiting room had been given one update on Gibbs's condition. "It's McGee finally?" he finally says to the F.B.I. agent laying down on the couch exhausted. "McGee I have been trying to get a hold of you for hours. There has been an incident here with Gibbs being stabbed in the stomach by Alejandro Riveria."

"How bad sir?" this is when McGee's voice had alerted everyone and including Marcie.

"We don't know. Doctor Taft and another specialist is operating on Gibbs in the operating room. I need for you to stay put with Marcie no matter what might happen McGee. Understand?" he was livid when it came to the order looking over at Fornell now sitting up.

"Understood. But I wanted to let you know we have additional protection behind Gibbs cabin over by the lake with the D.O.D. agents as well keeping an eye out on us as well." he said.

"I didn't know that the D.O.D. had sent agents to Pussem county. I will have to contact them and find out for sure. But for now, stay close to the cabin in case it turns out to be someone else entirely." he hangs up the phone to redial with Senator Jenkins of Texas in charge.

Marcie came over-excited. "How could you even say something like that McGee with telling the Director to stay put with Jethro in the hospital with other endless strings of injuries?"

"We need to for now Miss Warren. I suggest that you try and take it easy for now," he ordered the best he could have to be in charge of his team and most of all for his own self-respect.

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Doctor Cyril Taft came out of the operating room after scrubbing and changing his clothing. He was able to repair the wound area of the stomach caused to have one of the small bowels needing to be repaired. He had cleaned his dirty glasses before moving into the waiting room to meet up with Director Leon Vance, Fornell, now Kasie and Bishop having received the word.

"How is he, Doctor?" Vance jumped up from the chair shaking his head.

"He's going to be taken to ICU in an hour. Otherwise, he's holding his own right now and including his heart. We were able to repair the damage done by Riveria's damn blade and blood loss. We had no choice to give him five pints of A.B. positive blood from the blood banks." he said to them. "You're all be able to see in an hour and only for a few moments whether or not he's awake or not?" he barked with his orders feeling really tired before heading back to the recovery area.

"I just hope to god that Marcie and the others are going to be alright up at his cabin. Knowing that there had a few times that the Cartel had tried to get to Gibbs at his cabin and he had been ready for them nevertheless. Vance needed to get some fresh air by putting on his black coat to head outside downstairs.