It was my 14th bday yesterday so that's why I didn't post, sorry guys!
Kate POV
I felt the elevator shake with the impact and leaned against the elevator doors. The small elevator was suddenly very dark and seemed extremely cramped. I waited for the emergency lights to turn on and when they didn't, I looked at what seemed like the outline of Gibbs to see that he was figuring out a way out.
"What the hell was that?" I whispered, going over to him.
He shook his head, "Either they threw a bomb down at us or his men forced open the doors and jumped on it to make sure that we don't get anywhere," he told me, looking at me and trying to calm me down with just one look.
I nodded and looked at the controls that were lit up. I gently pushed him away and let my hand run through my hair until I found one of the pins that held some of my hair in my face. I quickly opened the control panel and looked at the wires.
"Do you have a flashlight on you?" I asked, cursing at the pitch black.
He nodded and pulled out a small one he had swiped, a small smirk on his face, trying to lighten the situation. I smiled and took it, putting it in my mouth and shinning it at the several wires tangled together.
I immediately looked towards the two wires that weren't connected to the main battery and cursed.
"They planned ahead, unplugged the wires from the main battery so that we would stop at this floor," I cursed and began working at the wires with the pin, connecting them one by one carefully, when I heard another thump, making me stop for a second.
We both looked up to see that there was now a huge dent protruding from the ceiling of the elevator, we heard yelling and then a shrill sound of a drill.
I quickly turned back to the control panel again, my brain going into over drive. I plugged in the rest of the wires and jammed the controls back in, screwing it back on, I frantically pressed the lobby button.
I looked at Gibbs to see that he was pulling out the gun the men had shot at us with and reloaded it. He tossed me the other one and I quickly caught it.
God, I thought, hurry up and get down! I felt my hand tighten on the gun and felt my muscle quivering with anticipation and adrenaline. My eyes were glued to the rapid yelling now, in surprise and in anger. The drill had stopped for the moment, but I knew that it was going to go on again soon, and that made my stomach turn.
I tapped my foot impatiently and waited for the doors to open. My eyes darted back and forth from the dent in the ceiling to the numbers slowly, painfully slowly, descending.
After what felt like several decades, the doors opened and we were both out of there like a shot. I heard yelling behind us and turned slightly to see that there were a few running down the stairs.
"Come on," Gibbs growled, grabbing my hand and pulling me through the elegant sliding doors.
"We have to get to NCIS, before they catch up with us," I told him, as he pulled me behind the hotel, away from the pounding footsteps and rapid fires.
He shook his head, and flipped open his cell phone, and quickly began dialing.
I heard voices behind us and tensed, "Gibbs, no matter what you hear, I want you to make sure that you can get to the Director or DiNozzo, OK?"
He looked at me like I was crazy and began to protest when I pressed my lips to his in a quick, brief, and yet passionate kiss. It said all the words that I was afraid to say, everything that I was afraid to say if I didn't come back.
Before he could deepen it, I pulled away.
"KATE!"
I rounded the corner and opened fire on the seven men with AK-47s, armed and shooting. I dropped to one knee and shot in a wide ark, getting three in the chest and making them drop.
I quickly rolled away from the remaining four and felt a bullet tear through my shoulder and cried out, but kept rolling until I reached the neatly trimmed bushes and quickly leaped over them, getting to the other side and once again, opening fire.
The sounds of bullets being traded back and forth was deafening to my ears and I had to squint to see them through the bright blasts of fire. They were relentless in their assault, but to my surprise, I kept them at bay and they couldn't seem to come any closer.
I felt my shoulder burning from the exertion I was putting on it by holding up the gun that had always seemed to light to me. I got the another one down and realized that I had no bullets left.
"Shit!" I cursed, looking around.
Suddenly, firing on both of our ends stopped. I looked over the bushes to see him smiling, a blood curling smile and reload his AK-47, and coming closer, every step was slow and agonizing.
I took a deep breath and looked at my shoulder to see that blood was already beginning to coat the upper half of my bicep and slowly worked it's way down. The moon out made it easier to see everything, the bright white light painting the man coming closer in a silver silhouette, almost as if he had a halo.
I counted to three, and sprung out of my hiding spot, doing a 360 turn and landing a kick to the side of his face, and he went down, with me on top of him.
I kicked the gun out of his hands and landed a solid punch in his face, making him gasp in pain.
"Bastard!" I cried out, and kept on punching him, until he grabbed my wrists and pinned me down, making my head snap against the concrete.
I gasped in pain as bright white circles danced in my vision along with black spots guiding their way.
He took my head in his hands and slammed my head against the concrete again, promptly making a sharp pain fly through my skull.
Suddenly, I heard a gun shot and waited for the pain to disappear, and when it didn't, I felt unconsciousness pull at me until I relented.
"Gibbs," I whispered, trying to find him, but my vision was slowly fading and I didn't even know if he heard me.
Gibbs POV
I hung up the call and looked around to see Kate struggling against the man. I fumbled for my gun, cursing the whole time and managed to shoot him right after he slammed her head against the concrete.
"KATE!" I yelled, running to her body to see blood pooling underneath her already.
"Come on, Kate, wake up," I whispered, picking her head up and putting it in my lap. I heard sirens in the distance and turned to see the NCIS van speeding towards us and coming to a dead stop.
"Boss!"
"Kate, you have to wake up, come on," I ordered, tears forming in my eyes.
He body was limp in my arms, and I could barely feel her pulse, it was as if it wasn't even there.
"Ducky! I need you to drive her to Bethesda immediately," I yelled, looking for the doctor while still cradling her body against mine.
"Jethro! Is everyone-," he stopped dead, "get me the gurney, Jerald!"
I picked up her limp body and brought it to the white gurney, her skin now paper white with blood cascading down her arm from her shoulder.
"You have to make it, Kate," I whispered in her ear, smoothing her hair back and held her hand.
Her body was beginning to grow cold and I felt my heart constrict with fear.
"You can't leave me Katie, we were going to start our lives together. You can't just leave," I cried, almost yelling at her now.
But she still lay there against the stark white sheets, her blood slowly covering the white sheets, almost painting them completely red.
My hands closed around her shoulder, pressing down hard to try and stop the bleeding.
"God, please don't take her away from me, not now. Please, let her stay with me."
But I knew that there was a chance she wouldn't be opening her eyes again and that made my heart just break. I let my tears fall onto her body, tears full of the dark and excruciating uncertainty, tears full of pain and heart break.
"I love you, Katie," I told her softly, and felt her slowly slipping away from me.