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Chapter 3:

*Crime Scene*

No training, no preparation, no warning of any kind could have prepared him for the scene before him. Timothy McGee stared shell shocked at the sight in front of his eyes. His boss and Maddie sat on the back of an ambulance while doctors checked them over. Police cars and the NCIS truck were parked beside it. But what horrified him the most as the dark pool of blood on the dock. Ziva's blood.

"McGee!" bellowed Gibbs, catching his attention. The young agent swiftly walked over to him.

"Yeah Boss?"

"The director has already called in an extra team to help case the scene. I'm putting you in charge of the crime scene and to wait for Ducky to arrive. DiNozzo said that there are so bodies on the other side of the building for him. I'm going to take Maddie to the hospital then I'll be back if you all are still here." Tim looked his boss in the eye before he spoke, afraid of the answer.

"Uh, Boss, um how…how bad is she. I mean…uh," Gibbs cut him off by placing a hand on his shoulder.

"I'm not sure yet. Tony rode with her to Bethesda, but the last I saw she wasn't doing that great. Don't worry though she'll be fine."

"How do you know for sure?" McGee asked as the EMTs started to close the doors.

"Because I haven't given her permission to die yet!"

Ducky and Palmer arrived five minutes later in their van. For once they hadn't gotten lost, but that didn't make up for the solemn looks upon their faces.

"Ah Timothy, there you are my boy. Mr. Palmer, get the gurney please."

"Right away Doctor," the young assistant muttered. Ducky looked at McGee.

"How is our Ziva?"

"I'm not sure, but Gibbs says she wasn't looking so good when they left. Tony's with her at the hospital," he replied as he led them to the bodies of the four men who had attacked Ziva.

"Oh my, well, we can know for certain that these three over here died of gunshot wounds to the head and chest," the doctor confirmed gesturing towards three of the bodies. He knelt down beside the final man. "This one however, fell prey to a knife in the heart."

"That's Ziva's knife, Ducky," said McGee.

"Of course it is my boy. Mr. Palmer, let's get these gentlemen home."

The pair began to place the bodies into black bags as McGee's phone rang. The screen showed 'Abby's Lab' on it indicating she had been informed.

"Hey Abs."

"Don't you 'Hey Abs' me McGee! What is going on? Why is there another team out there helping you guys?" she paused in her rant. "Oh my gosh, someone's hurt aren't they? No no no Timmy not again. Who was it? Please don't say Gibbs…"

"Abby! Calm down Gibbs is fine, just a little soggy. He's on his way to Bethesda with Maddie to make sure they don't get sick. They are fine," he soothed, hearing Bert the hippo fart in the background.

"Oh good, but you haven't said why you need extra help." McGee gave a deep sigh before he spoke.

"There's been an accident and Ziva's hurt pretty bad. All I know is that Tony's at the hospital with he now and that she's been shot."

"SHOT! Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh, McGee. I'm on my way there now."

"No Abby, Abby wait," he tried to stop her, but she had already hung up. 'Gibbs isn't gonna be happy about this,' he thought as the teams began to finish up. Opening his phone back up he dialed Gibbs to warn him of Abby's coming.

Short i know, but don't worry more is on the way!