Disclaimer: I don't own anything NCIS, If I did, Jimmy Palmer would kick major ass.
Brother Thou Art an Enemy
It was a cloudy day at NCIS and at the morgue, Dr. Donald Mallard was very annoyed at that moment, his assistant, Jimmy Palmer was very very late. To top it off, they had a very big case with multiple fatalities. Ducky wasn't the only one who was pissed, Gibb's never like a lack of puctuality. The second Jimmy Palmer showed his face, he'd be getting a talking too from both bosses.
At the morgue, which was short staffed, Ducky was examining one of the dead Petty Officers caught in the blast at the Military base. He heard the doors open and looked up to see Gibbs stride in, Tony, Ziva, and McGee barely keeping up with him. '
" What have we got Ducky?" Asked Gibbs in his Gibbs way.
"Thisman died from shrapnel from the blast hitting his jugular atjust the right angle, poor fellow bled out. " Said Ducky as he stepped away from the body on the slab.
" By the way, has anyone seen that assistant of mine?" Asked Ducky. Four head shook negative and Ducky heaved a small sigh and shook his head as well.
Gibbs huffed before he turned and began to walk towards the morgue doors, barking orders as he went.
" Dinozzo, Ziva, McGee, get to work on finding the sonof a bitch that is responcible for this. Iwant answers right..." Gibbs was about to say now when he stopped dead, his blue eyes staring into painfilled green ones. Behind him, he heard Ziva gasp and Tony call out Jesus's name softly. McGee was stunned into silence.
Standing before the four NCIS Agents was Jimmy Palmer, battered and bloodied, bruises and cuts marring the pale face, also, he was covered in dirt. The disheveled young man took a step forward, his face tight and drawn, obviously in utter agony. That seemed to snap Gibbs out of his horrified trance. The senior agent lunged forward and gently gripped the battered young man's elbow.
" Jimmy, Jimmy what the hell happened?" Asked Gibbs urgently as he directed the young man into the nearest chair he could find.
" Dear sweet Lord of mercy!" Exclaimed Duck as he caught sight of his Assistant's appearance. With a barely concealed groan, Jimmy lowered himself into the chair, Gibbs and the other surrounding him.
Jimmy looked up into Gibbs's pale blue eyes and swallowed painfully before he spoke.
" I... I tried to stop him," Rasped Palmer, Gibbs caught sight of the livid discoloration under the collar of the now ruined button up shirt the young man was wearing. Someone had tried to choke the life out of him.
" What are you taking about?" Asked Tony, deeply disturbed to see the young man in his present state.
" The bombing at the military base... I couldn't stop him..." Trailed of Jimmy as a particularly strong wave of pain crashed into his battered body, tears slowly welling up in his green eyes. He turned his pain fill gaze to the floor.
" Who did this?" Asked Gibbs, gently reaching under the young man's chin and tilting his head up until green eyes met blue.
" His name is Keith Palmer... He's my brother."