An Agent's Weakness
"Gibbs!" Abby hissed into her phone as she sat against the stone wall of the bridge, just above Sophie's camp.
"Yeah Abs?" Gibbs asked, amidst the team's yells and shouts of "watch the road!" in the background.
"I saw her!" Abby whispered. "Her and Rivera and some other guys!"
"Right, stay there!" Gibbs ordered. "Give us five minutes okay?"
Abby hung up and pulled her legs to her chest. Five minutes was going to be a long wait.
NCIS
"Hang on Darren," Holly was cold and shaking but she knew however bad she felt, Darren would be ten times worse.
"I am, Holly," Darren said quietly, laughing slightly as he squeezed her hand, her hand was surprisingly warm compared to his icy cold ones.
"You're too cold Darren," murmured Holly.
"I can't feel my legs," chuckled Darren. "So I can't get us out using the power of kick."
"Minus 4 degrees!" Holly felt the water. "It must have gone down in the last half hour."
"It has, I can tell," Darren said. "Listen Holly, we'll get out of this one. Sophie's gonna go down this time."
"Thanks," Holly replied.
"Hey, why don't we sing a song to pass the time?" Darren suggested. "What shall we sing?"
"Umm, I know! Let's sing Trouble by Taylor Swift," Holly suggested.
"Why not?" Darren asked. "Once upon a time."
"A few mistakes ago."
"I was in your sights."
"You got me alone..."
NCIS
Instead of dressing in their NCIS jackets, Gibbs, Tony, Ziva and McGee dressed in casual clothes as they walked down the dirt path toward Abby on the opposite side of where Sophie's camp was.
"Abby!" Gibbs knelt down beside her. "Are you okay?"
"Yes Gibbs, I'm fine," Abby said. "I'm just scared. I don't have a gun or a knife or a..."
"Will this do?" Ziva lay what appeared to be a sword down next to Abby.
"Sword Ziva? Really?" Tony tutted.
"I like to disembowel, so what?" Ziva said.
"You're a-"
"Sick chick Tony, yes I know," Ziva pulled out her SIG Sauer and her back up weapon.
"How do we get them to notice us boss?" McGee asked.
"Tony, give me your rifle," ordered Gibbs. He took the rifle and fired a single shot just next to Rivera's head.
"It's Gibbs!" Rivera roared.
"Come on!" Gibbs yelled as they ran down to do battle with the terrorists.
Abby looked on as she clutched her sword desperately, terrified.
NCIS
"...Mi casa, su casa," Darren finished his verse.
"Oh baby when you talk like that, you make a woman go mad," laughed Holly, lying back. "So be wise, and keep on, reading the signs of my body! I'm on tonight you know my hips don't lie and I'm starting to feel you boy... I don't know the rest of the words."
"What else can we sing?" Darren murmured. He was freezing now and tired looking.
"I know." Holly clicked her fingers to start the beat. "Baby can't you see, I'm calling. A guy like you should wear a warning. It's dangerous, I'm falling."
NCIS
"Leroy Jethro Gibbs!" Rivera fired three shots before taking cover again.
"Alejandro Rivera!" Gibbs replied.
"Remember when we killed your friend?" Rivera laughed.
"Remember when you killed your sister?" Gibbs yelled back.
Rivera fired again and almost hit Gibbs this time.
NCIS
"...don't you know that you're... Toxic?" Holly finished the song. She was feeling worse for the wear as she listened to the gunshots. She turned around and saw that Darren was nodding off. She questioned how he could sleep with all the gunshots around him then she realised. Hypothermia.
She knew there was no other option. She had to swim to shore, towing Darren with her or risk him dying.
She was normally a strong swimmer but the combination of her injuries and Darren's weight made this journey a treacherous one. By the time she reached the shore, she had massive lacerations on her wrist.
She looked around for the handcuff key but instead found something even more useful. An axe. She cut the chain and held on to Darren, trying to warm him up.
"Come on! Come on we need to be able to walk!" Holly begged. Slowly, Darren came back to life. He coughed once, then twice, then thrice.
"Holly," he whispered. "I thought I'd never see you again."
"Come on Darren!" Holly pulled him to his feet as she clutched the axe, worried of an attack. But none came yet as they slowly hobbled up the path, away from the gunshots.
The walls of the bridge were quite high so it took Holly a few minutes to spot Abby whose eyes widened as she saw the two kids.
"Kids!" Abby ran towards them and hugged them both before taking a good look at Darren who was soaking wet and pale. "What happened to you?"
"Almost died of hypothermia," Holly panted.
"Come on, let's get you back to the truck!" Abby lead them across the bridge but at the other end, she suddenly fell down as there was a loud gunshot. She looked at Holly, eyes wide as she slumped over the side of the bridge, landing in the weeds.
Sophie came out, tossing the gun aside and drawing a sword similar to Abby's.
"Why kill you with a gun? When I can kill you with a sword?" Sophie cackled.
Instead of running away from Sophie, Holly put Darren down against the bridge and held the axe high as she walked towards Sophie. One way or another, only one of them would be leaving Rock Creek Park.
The End
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