NCIS
Rhiana heard glass break and was instantly awake. Throwing away the cover, she grabbed her service weapon and rushed to her front door. Jerking forward because it was locked, Rhiana cursed Tim for his good manners and twisted the deadbolt open. Opening her door, Rhiana scanned quickly for someone other than McGee in her front lawn; someone was rummaging through Tim's car. "NCIS; don't move!" she announced and the person turned, lifted a weapon at her, and fired; the shot was inaccurate as she ducked to a crouch.
Rhiana's world suddenly slowed to almost a standstill as the adrenaline pulsed through her. She could see every moment in super slow motion, every twitch of muscle underneath the suspect's clothes. Taking aim, Rhiana squeezed the trigger gently and the bullet sped towards its target. Watching as the adrenaline rush faded, the world righted itself into regular speed and Rhiana approached the man that had been going through Tim's vehicle. Kicking the weapon away with her bare feet; that was going to leave a bruise, Rhiana reached for McGee's cellphone from the car as she kneeled on the person's shoulder.
Dialing 911, she got an immediate answer. "911, what is your emergency?" a woman asked and Rhiana glared down at the man.
"This is Agent Rhiana Stoller of NCIS. I'm requesting an ambulance at my home address. I have two injured; one has been shot and the other is unconscious, I'm not sure of his condition," Rhiana said as calmly as she could as she held a steady gun against the man's chest; he didn't fight her when he felt the weapon press against his skin.
"Okay, ma'am, there are police and ambulances on the way. Is there anything else I can do?" the woman asked and Rhiana breathed out a shaky sigh.
"Yes, I would like you to contact NCIS Special Agent Jethro Gibbs."
"The call is being routed, ma'am. Would you like to speak to him?"
"Yes, thank you," Rhiana said and heard police sirens.
The phone rang once… twice… a third time when Jethro picked up.
"Hello?" he asked and Rhiana cried happily.
"Gibbs, something happened. Tim's hurt, and I need you to come to my house. Please," Rhiana pleaded and only heard a dial tone; he was on his way.
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Jethro slammed the phone down and grabbed his badge and gun. Closing the door forcibly on his way out, Gibbs dialed Tony's cellphone number. "Hello?" a sleepy DiNozzo answered and Jethro was furious.
"Tony, get out of bed and get to Rhiana's house, something happened," Gibbs ordered and heard Tony fall out of bed in his hurry to get ready.
"I'll be there, boss," Tony said and hung up the phone; Gibbs then dialed Ziva's number, hoping the Mossad liaison was a light sleeper.
"David," a surprisingly alert voice asked.
"Ziva, get to Rhiana's house." He didn't have time to say more as he heard a door open, slam, and then a vehicle start. "You don't sleep much, do you?"
"Alert is my way of life, Gibbs," Ziva said and ended the call. Gibbs jogged to his vehicle and started it quickly. This was a very strange phone call he had gotten from Rhiana, and besides the fact he had just walked in the door when the phone rang. "The way she sounded was very unnerving," he thought as he sped towards Rhiana's house. Taking care to obey the traffic laws, he soon saw police and ambulances gathered outside Rhiana's house, along with Tony and Ziva.
Pulling to a stop, Gibbs parked the car and hopped out quickly, jogging over to the scene. Ziva saw him first and elbowed Tony as she tended to Rhiana. "Go tell him what happened!" Ziva hissed and Tony turned towards Jethro, preparing to tell him when Gibbs pushed past them both to look at McGee as the EMT prepared to load him into the ambulance; he was awake.
"Hey, boss," Tim said weakly and Gibbs halted the EMTs for a brief moment as he talked to McGee.
"Why didn't you stay in the house, McGee?" Jethro asked and Tim snorted, almost unwilling to divulge personal information with his boss.
"I don't have any clothes here. She fell asleep on my arm, boss," McGee said and Jethro resisted the urge to smack him. Signaling to the EMTs that he could be loaded now, Gibbs made his way over to a shaking Rhiana. Kneeling beside her, Jethro gently touched her shoulder. Rhiana gasped and looked at him with upset and wild eyes.
"How… how…" she stuttered and Gibbs guessed what she was trying to ask.
"McGee's fine, Rhiana, they're just taking him to a local hospital to be checked out. I'm sure they're going to send him home with a good bill of health and a bottle of pain killers. What happened here, Agent Stoller?" Gibbs asked as Tony and Ziva gathered around slightly, almost blocking the on-site questioning from view.
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"Well, Tim and I were just sitting on the couch when I apparently dozed off. I guess he got up to leave when I heard glass breaking. I grabbed my service weapon, ran outside, saw that guy," Rhiana spat, pointing to the second ambulance, "going through Tim's car. I announced that I was NCIS, he turned a weapon on me, took a shot, and I returned fire. I've… I've never shot anyone before…" Rhiana finished and Ziva sat down beside her.
"Rhiana, it's hard, I know. But you did a great job protecting Tim," Ziva said and hugged Rhiana slightly with one arm.
"I couldn't have done a better job myself," Tony offered and Rhiana glared at him. Taking the hint, Tony skirted around the Porsche to look at the damage done to the precious car. Rhiana thought hard, trying to dig up anymore information from her experience that she might have missed.
The sound of glass shattering, the locked door, opening the door, scanning for hostiles, a black van….
"Wait…a black van? Where did that come from?" she asked herself and got up from the bench that was on the sidewalk beside her house. Ignoring Gibbs' order to sit back down and calm her nerves, Rhiana dropped the emergency blanket and walked across the street. Quickening her pace, she knew Ziva, Tony, and Gibbs were following her.
"Rhiana Stoller! Stop walking this instant!" Gibbs shouted and Rhiana kneeled beside the curb, running a hand at the edge of the skid marks. Hearing the others gather around her, she looked back at Gibbs and stood.
"I remember a black van sitting here. Right before I announced myself, I saw a van sitting here," she explained and the three agents approached the new scene with caution. Rhiana cringed as she felt the headache that followed adrenaline rushes and pinched the bridge of her nose with her thumb and forefinger. Squatting again, Rhiana rolled back to sit on the ground. Holding her head, Rhiana groaned as she tried to straighten out her suddenly blurry vision. Ziva kneeled beside her and offered a hand.
"Are you going to be okay?" she asked and Rhiana waved her off.
"Sure, once this headache goes away," she mumbled and Tony suddenly appeared with a bottle of water and aspirin.
"I know one of the EMTs. I bummed you a Tylenol before they took McGee to the hospital," Tony said and Rhiana held out her hand, felt two pills drop into her hand and then the bottled water after she had put the pills in her mouth.
"That bad of a headache, wow," Ziva said and helped Rhiana to her feet. Wiping the tears from her eyes, Rhiana made it back to her house, gathered AJ in her arms, and walked into her living room; Ziva and Tony followed.
"Holy cow, that's a lot of movies," DiNozzo complimented and heard Rhiana slam her bedroom door shut. Gibbs walked in and saw the two agents standing in the middle of the living room.
"I want you two to stay here. If Agent Stoller tells me tomorrow she was kept up by your bickering, I won't be very happy," Jethro said and the two nodded.
"Got it, boss," they both said and Tony started browsing the movie selection.