Okay here's a new chapter but it sucks I can't figure out how to end this story if anyone reading this has a suggestion please submit I'm begging here
Tim was still quiet staring out his window with Tony and Ziva in the back. They glanced at each other worriedly. All of a sudden they were cut off sharply by a large van.
They were thrown forward slightly as Gibbs slammed on the brake. A man who looked to be in his middle forties stepped out.
He walked calmly to their car and Gibbs got out angrily. "I'm so sorry sir I lost control of the car" he said then looked strangely at McGee.
His eyes lit up and he pulled out a gun and in a split second both He and Tim fell to the floor. The man was Robert Dumont and now lay dead while Tim grabbed his chest that was now bleeding.
The team bent to him worried. "It doesn't seem to be too bad boss but we should get him help" said Tony.
Gibbs nodded but then all went black as the other two goons who were in the truck threw an explosive at the hood of the car and then drove off as the entire car exploded.
The team was thrown hard across the pavement and then laid unconscious.
Gibbs groaned trying to fight consciousness as he punched in the familiar number of his forensic scientist. "Abby get ducky and trace this phone were in trouble" he managed to say before passing.
"Gibbs" Abby screamed before the phone went dead and she stared at it shocked. She quickly called ducky and hoped her friends were alive.