Author's Note: Yeah! I'm done and FFN is fixed! I hope this is a statisfying ending for everyone.

"You girls have fifteen minutes," the coach told the team. The girls broke apart into groups and headed for their water bottles.

"Hey Sarah," Bri said between sips, "look who is up there." Bri, Leanne and Sarah looked up at the bleachers and saw Colt waving at them.

She smiled. "I'm gone!" She ran up to where he was sitting in the stands.

"Hey baby." He leaned over and kissed her cheek. "You looked good out there."

"Thanks. I can't wait for you to see the actual show." Her attention moved to the shape of a small revolver bulging from his pocket. "What's that in your pocket?"

"Oh, this?" He pulled out the gun. "I keep it for protection since I live in a bad neighborhood." He noticed her staring at it. "Is something wrong?"

"It's the kind of gun that killed that marine," She muttered. He gave her an odd look. "I know people." Pieces of the case clicked together in her mind; the bullet, the gun Colt was holding, the papers and codename on them, the drugs and extra money. They all led her to the same conclusion. "You killed Petty Officer Johnson."

Colt raised the gun and aimed it at Sarah. "I thought no one would figure it out; not even my girlfriend. Now move," he growled. He pressed the gun against her back as they walked down the steps. When they reached the bottom, he grabbed her shirt, waved the gun in the air with his free hand, and yelled, "Nobody move or she dies!" Everyone turned and froze when they saw the gun.

Sarah looked at where she set down her bag. She turned around and kicked the gun out of Colt's hand. Before he could go after it she punched him in the face and ran for her bag. He grabbed the gun and aimed it at her as she found her SIG and aimed it at Colt. He fired one round. She instinctively fired three back. He fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry, Colt. I was really starting to like you," she said sadly. Sarah grasped her arm where his shot had hit and fell to her knees.

Gibbs, Ziva, Tony and McGee came running in. They noticed Colt lying on the ground. Tony checked for a pulse but knew he was dead. Ziva and McGee helped get the other girls out while Gibbs went by Sarah. He grabbed her badge from her bag and placed it around her neck. She let go of her gun and let it fall to the ground. She looked up at the person she just shot lying in a pool of blood and leaned against Gibbs. Tears began to cloud her vision. EMTs and Ducky arrived at the same time. Ducky and Palmer tended to Colt's body while the EMTs worked on Sarah's arm.

Bri and Leanne snuck past McGee and Ziva and walked over to Sarah. "So who are you really?"

She sighed. "Special Agent Sarah Wallace, NCIS."

"Why did you lie to us?" Leanne asked her.

"I had to. I wish I didn't. I'm sorry." She turned away from them.

Gibbs patted her back. "Let's get that bullet out of your arm," he said softly. She nodded and followed the EMTs outside.

"I think she has a pretty good shot. What do you think?" Ziva asked when she walked over to Gibbs.

"Almost as good as you. DiNozzo, stop flirting. You're too old for them."

Tony turned around and walked away from the girls he was talking to. "Got it, boss." Tony walked over to McGee. "Didn't see that one coming. Did you?"

Sarah woke up in a hospital bed. She noticed she wasn't in the usual hospital gown or hooked up to ay machines. Instead she found a bandage wrap around her arm where she was shot and she was in her spare practice clothes from her bag. Gibbs walked into the room and sat in one of the chairs beside her.

"The doctor is going to let you go early after we promised Ducky will watch you. Your car is back at the base and I'll take you back," he informed her.

"Thanks," she said. She softly smiled.

"I believe two girls want to see you." She saw Bri and Leanne walk into the small room.

"Hey guys."

"We wanted to say we're sorry," Leanne said. "It's hard lying to people like that. We had no reason to be mad."

"Beside," Bri began. "How did you get into all of this at our age?"

Sarah laughed. "I guess I got lucky."

"I can't believe Colt. He was such a nice guy," Bri said.

"Who would've thought?"

After exchanging contact information to keep in touch, they began singing Disney songs. Every now and then, a nurse would peak in and look or even sing as they went by. Gibbs stepped out of the room and watched them through the window.

AN 2: So as this story draws to a close, I hope I get a surge of reviews. That would make me so happy.
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