Hi guys I'm back and ready for you to read more. These chapters have been written for some time now some it may be a month our two before I update again since I'm, sadly, already getting writers block with this story. It's not that I don't know where I want this to go, I just don't know how to get there. So please read, enjoy, and review IO can always use and little comment here and there and if you'd like to see something in the future please tell me and I may pop it in somewhere.
I lay on a gurney in the back of the ambulance as we head to Carolinas HealthCare System-NorthEast. Everyone is silent as we go two paramedics on my right and the grey haired NCIS agent to my left. I tilt my head to my left and look at the man out of the corner of my eye only to have his steel blue ones flash over to me. When our eyes lock I can tell he expects me to look away or blink to avoid eye contact but I don't I just stare right back at him and for a slight second I see his lips twitch upwards. "Something is about to start." I think to myself as I look away from him and begin to close my heavy eyelids.
Nothings gone well. I'm called and told to drive all the way to a small town called Mt. Pleasant, North Carolina. In the middle of the murder investigation I'm called by Vance to head to the local police department to check on a girl claiming to be the daughter of our dead Staff Sergeant Ronald Harper. I speed over to the police department only to find out that she isn't there but crashed on a back road after calling that she was being chased after being threatened through a call from her father's phone. I drive me and my agents to the crash site glaring at the road. "I haven't even had my first cup of coffee and I'm already wanting to yell at someone." I mutter to myself as I speed down the curvy road. DiNozzo scoots away from me and I smirk a little at his reaction feeling slight satisfaction. When I get to the crash site I'm surprised my what lays before me. The left back side of the car has been dented and the paint has been removed. The trunk lid is up in the air also dented. The nose of the car looks like someone was crushing a soda can as glass covers the road and grass. I slowly take everything in before I get out quickly making my way over to the police officer.
"Who is the driver?" I ask him.
"Just as she said. Taylor Mackenzie Harper daughter of Staff Sergeant Ronald Harper. She just turned seventeen three months ago. Her grandfather, Sergeant Jerry Harper, is my boss back at the station." He states.
"Any clue as to what the hell happened?" I snap and the officer shakes his head.
"None." He mutters. "She's basically family to everyone at the station. She's always spending time with us or her father. Sometimes she'd hitch a ride with me. She's like my own kid. I can't believe this has happened.
"Anyone touch the car yet?" He shakes his head.
I open mouth to ask another question till I hear glass hitting the ground and a car door open. I turn to my right to see someone literally fall out of the drivers seat of the car and begin to crawl away. DiNozzo rushes over to the girls side but quickly jerks back as she rolls away and points something at him. "Everyone step back!" One officer yells. "She's got a gun!" Another yells as I take wide steps in the two's direction.
"Touch me again and I'll shoot you." She informs my Senior Field Agent her voice dry and full of fear. It's a small voice but strong and thick with force as if trying to truly frighten Anthony.
She watches DiNozzo closely till he calls out for me over his shoulder. Her gaze and aim move to me as her arm begins to shake, her other hand holds to her stomach. "DiNozzo back off." I yell at him as I walk closer to the young girl. Her spring green eyes are wide as she stares at me and they seem to darken every few seconds as she shows signs of pain. Her long brown hair falls all around her face as she points her gun at me more firmly removing her other hand from her stomach to reveal blood and an open wound.
"Stop!" She cries out angrily as her body begins to visibly shake and her eyes lose focus for a second. "St-stay away from me." She demands her voice weaker less force is put into her words.
"It's alright I'm not going to hurt you." I whisper as I move closer. To my surprise my voice is low and protective. "Do you know who you are?" I ask her staying where I now stand only a few feet away from her.
"Yes. Taylor Mackenzie Harper daughter of Staff Sergeant Ronald Harper." She states.
"I'm Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs." I inform her as I notice the flash of pain in her eyes and she lowers her gun.
Realization lights up her eyes quickly. "NCIS?" She murmurs as I take a step closer to her.
"NCIS." I nod as I flash my badge and ID. I watch as she moves her thumb over the safety and pushes the button in, turning it on, before she drops it and begins to fall to her side pressing her bloody hand back to her side. Quickly, I rush over to her side and gently pat her cheek getting her to open her eyes. "What happened?" I ask her nodding down at the blood flow.
"Impaled by glass. It... it wasn't that bad but it still hurts."She mutters as she looks around at her car and the onlookers. When her eyes travel back to me I notice the vulnerability in her eyes that wasn't there before.
"Ducky!" I yell over my shoulder getting the attention of the elderly ME.
"Right here Jethro." He replies softly. When Ducky begins to walk over I notice how Taylor begins to move away from him.
"It's alright he's my ME he'll be able to fix you up." I explain gently. Slowly, almost hesitantly, she nods her head as Ducky moves closer and kneels down next to me. "Ducky." I nod my head.
"Jethro. Alright Ms. what are we looking at here?" Ducky asks her and I notice she looks him over quickly her large eyes taking in everything as if searching for some kind of threat. After a minute or two she lifts her shirt revealing a wide gaping whole in her side about an inch and a half long as she lowers herself down onto the ground relaxing somewhat.
Turned on her side her cut in the air. "Impaled by glass." She repeats as she stares at the grass in front of her.
"You pulled it out I presume." Ducky asks sounding annoyed getting a smile to pull at my lips.
"It was more painful with the glass in." She excuses almost shyly.
"Alright roll onto your back dear." He instructs as he begins to rummage through his bag. I pat Ducky's shoulder before I get up and make my back to the officer before to see him telling people to move along. I look around and take in the chaos. Kate walks over to me her note pad in hand.
"Well?" I ask her and she sighs.
"One woman, the second caller, witnessed Miss. Harper's car crash into the tree. She says that a large four door Chevy with the front end dented stopped and the driver got out with a gun." Kate looks over at Ducky and I follow her gaze to see the ME helping Harper stand up. "The woman says that the driver had a hoody on but was a pretty decent size."
"Where was our witness?" I ask her and Kate nods her head in her direction.
"She was in her house watching from the window at the front." She explains pointing at the house across the road where in the window stands a woman in her late seventies. "She says that the diver walked to Miss. Harper's door and just stood there. After a second they lifted there gun and pulled the trigger. Says she's not sure if they actually shot her or if it was to try and see if she was alive." Kate finishes and I nod my head.
"Alright Kate good work. Get Tony and start to get evidence." I instruct her before I head back over to the car where Ducky and Miss. Harper stand talking to each other.
"... My mother remarried and when I was four and raised me. She lied about my father and when I was thirteen I found out and I started to talk to him without her knowing it. In the end when she and my step father died he took me in the moment he got home and found out about everything. He drove all the way from Georgia to come and get me." She tells Ducky her back to me. I stand a few feet away and listen to her.
"Your father sounds like a great man." Ducky offers and she nods her head.
"He is." She whispers before lowering her head and mumbles something.
"What was that my dear?" Ducky steps closer to her and I notice her shoulders shaking.
She turns to me and looks up and I'm able to see tears swimming in her eyes and flooding down her cheeks. "Just give it to me don't even think about sugar coating it." She whispers but I know she's talking to me.
I freeze for a second hesitating to tell her the news until I meet her eyes and see the lost look in them. She needs to know now or it'll completely kill her later. She needs something to focus on. "We found your father in his house this morning dead. I'm sorry."
She lets out a sob but turns her head away from me to hide her tears using her hair as a wall. I'm about ready to turn away from her when she turns back a fire burning in her eyes that I've never seen in a child her age. No more tears feel, her shoulders no longer shake, and her head is held high. "How?" She asks her voice stronger and her tears vanishing.
"He was shot from behind and stabbed three times." I admit and she looks over her shoulder at Ducky.
He blinks a few times before looking over at me with a questioning gaze which I nod my head to. "I'm afraid that the stab wounds were sustained before he was shot." He explains and she nods her head slowly before looking up at me.
"Find the son of a bitch who did this." She tells me before she turns away and walks off over to one of the officers no tears in her eyes as if that's it.
Ducky walks over to my side watching her walk away just as I do. "That was a surprise. I expected more tears from the pour dear. But did you see her crawl away from that car and not even cry?" Ducky asks and I nod my head.
"I believe we should keep our minds open to the fact that she could be the killer." I state and Ducky turns to me quickly.
"Really Jethro do you really think the child could have done this?" He asks me and I shake my head.
"No but someone else might, better make sure just incase someone tries to pin it on her." I admit and Ducky walks off nodding his head. I look around before I sigh and walk over to Tony and Kate.
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