I'm back, anyone miss me? Aw come on been a week since I updated this lol.
Not many Palmer lovers here huh? Kinda sad, poor Jimmy. Brian makes me laugh. He makes Jimmy this really strange guy that even creeps Abby out sometimes but I think you gotta love him.
Anyway, Abby and Palmer are at NCIS again and time for Gibbs to talk to Jimmy. Oh and Happy St. Patty day to all my Irish readers.
Abby led Jimmy to her car and helped him in the backseat. Jimmy's hurt shoulder was next to door though.
Abby got in driver side and gave him a look. "Oh, um, my shoulder" Jimmy stammered.
Abby nodded. She reached over him and grabbed the buckle and strapped him in.
Jimmy let out a small hiss as she accidentally hit his shoulder while grabbing the belt.
"Oh sorry Jim, you okay?" she asked and he nodded.
"Yeah, for a bullet that didn't do a lot of damage sure hurts like hell" he muttered.
Abby smiled sympathetically and ruffled his hair.
"Well doctor said you'll have no permanent damage just can't do anything strenuous like moving corpses for a while" she said.
"That's if I still have a job" he muttered in response. "Don't start giving up Jimmy, Ducky is a pretty laid back man"
"Long as you don't touch his body before he does" Jimmy said and Abby laughed.
"Well yeah, just like I can be easy to get along with long as you don't screw with my lab or evidence" she agreed.
"So pretty much all of you are nice till someone screws up?" Jimmy asked.
Abby nodded. "Pretty much, don't worry Jimmy, just do some quick apologizing and you should be safe" she said.
Jimmy nodded and soon she parked in the NCIS parking garage after flashing her badge.
"Afternoon Ms. Sciuto" the guard, David Stone, greeted then noticed the lump under Palmer's clothes.
"You touch a body before Dr Mallard, Mr. Palmer?" he asked.
Jimmy shook his head as Abby laughed. David was her favorite guard as he took the time to know just about everyone in the naval yard.
"No, but probably would been less painful than the bullet some creep shot at him Dave" she said and tenderly ruffled her hair.
David let out a low whistle. "Wow, thought crime scenes are usually when the dirt bag runs off and you all find the body" he said.
"Usually is, I thought it was a civilian or one of the three messing with me, next thing I know a searing pain and darkness" Jimmy explained.
David let out a low whistle then noticed a car coming up. "Got company so you better scoot on and take care yourself Mr. Palmer" he said.
"Will do David thanks" Jimmy said and Abby drove off and parked in the garage.
Jimmy stopped as they got to the elevator. "Come on Jimmy" she coaxed and he shook his head.
"Why not?" she asked turning and crossing her arms.
"They all know by now I bet, they'll laugh at me" he muttered. Abby raised a brow.
"You have no weapons Palmer, you thought it was a civilian and you had enough brains to duck and made it out with only a minor wound….why would they make fun of you?" she asked.
Palmer shrugged. "I'm weak and helpless" he answered. Abby grabbed his wrist and pulled him in the elevator.
"Stop that right now!" she hissed. She pushed to the squad room and Jimmy groaned.
She took his hand and pulled him out and over to Gibbs team. The three looked up and smiled when they saw him.
"Hey Autopsy Gremlin is alive!" Tony said, the first to greet him. He got up and went to him and gave him a gentle pat on the back.
"Now either your one of the bravest men alive or one of the craziest but either way man, not many can say they got shot at and lived to tell the tale" he said.
"I'd say it's third choice DiNozzo" Gibbs said from his chair.
"What's that boss?"
"The stupidest" he answered. He got up and went to him and smacked his head hard.
"What the hell were you thinking Palmer?" He growled. "I thought…I mean…I didn't" he stuttered.
"Spit it out Palmer!"
"There was…a…a passport….I….I picked it up…then it…it disappeared…I…thought it was…one of them…so I took chase…." Jimmy stuttered.
"And you tried calling out?" Ziva asked. Jimmy nodded. "I called out all your names and no one answered" he said.
"So you chased someone you couldn't see very well because you thought it was a prank?" Gibbs asked quietly getting very close to Palmer.
Palmer realized how stupid that made him sound but he nodded.
"I….I….I guess….it sounds stupid…when you put it like that" he stammered.
"Ya think Palmer?"
"I'm sorry agent Gibbs…." Palmer whispered feeling like he was the stupidest man on earth.
"If you're done degrading my assistant I'd like him back now so we can finish our earlier conversation"
Jimmy turned to see the angry eyes of Ducky and winced. He turned back and was smack in the face of Gibbs.
"What conversation Duck?" Gibbs asked as he stared at Palmer.
"I…I…I didn't mean…I mean…I" Palmer said. He was sweating hard now and he backed up a step away from the federal agent.
He sidestepped Ducky and backed all the way to the wall.
Gibbs followed slowly. "Just tell me what you said Palmer" he called but his voice became softer and less deadly.
"I…I said…I said" Palmer tried but couldn't breathe. His knees buckled and he welcomed the darkness once again.
"Mr. Palmer!" Ducky called out as his assistant fell to the floor with a heavy thump.