They made a half circle around Gibbs. Tony and Ellie were beside him with a hand on Gibbs back to help support him. Ducky was by Tony, Jimmy in the middle, and Brenna by Ellie. Abby and McGee were on the left by Tony.
"Gibbs, are you okay?"
"Yeah just a flesh wound." He said as Tobias knelt just behind and to the right of Jimmy.
"Mr. Palmer and I will be the judges of that." Ducky said.
"We need to see it, Dad. Can I help you take your sweatshirt off?" " Jimmy asked getting a nod.
He gently pulled his hands down on his knees. Gibbs right knee was bent very slightly the left strait. They pulled the sweatshirt up carefully and slid them of his arms. They winced at the blood spreading slowly from his side. Tobias handed Ducky his black med back. they put gloves on.
"Would you prefer morphine now?" Jimmy asked, getting a shake of the head.
"It's very close to the side, looks like it missed your kidney and liver." Jimmy said.
"Well looks like we got lucky, dear boy." Ducky said.
They examined and probed around the wounds edges. They felt around for swelling, trajectory of the wound and the amount of blood he was losing.
"Bloods stopped flowing, minor amount lost. Minor swelling around the edges" Jimmy said.
"No exit wound, it hit a rib and slid out in a diagonal, wounds a few inches thick." Ducky said.
"Strait line across got deeper as it went, but yeah just a graze" Jimmy said.
"Can ya just stitch it here, Doc?" Gibbs asked impatiently.
"Though I'd prefer you go to the hospital, however knowing you as well as I do Jethro I will but we'll…."
"…have to sterilize both the wound and the instruments. I know Duck did my fair share of first aid in the field as a Marine." Gibbs interrupted.
"Ah yes, of course" Jimmy said.
They got rubbing alcohol and rubbed a stitching needle, a few small, triangular sponges and tweezers in it. They picked up a sponge with the tweezers and dabbed it in a small amount of the alcohol. Jimmy then gently yet clinically dabbed it into his wounds. Gibbs only made a small hiss and winced, shifting slightly. Ducky stitched it carefully Gibbs tensed, closing his eyes tight and grunting. They put a clean gauze pad over it and folded it into a square. Then they took a side to wrap the gauze around the affected area three times. Then he taped it twice to keep the gauze in place.
"There we go all done." Ducky turned cleaning up Gibbs stood up, wobbled once as he stood. Then walked out the door and being followed by the others, to the FBI van outside.
"Need a new safe house" Tobias said, getting a raised eyebrow from Gibbs.
"Might as well stay at headquarters tonight, gonna take a while to find another one." Tony said.
"Unless we go to my old home in Stillwater, but only you go Tobias. The only reason that we keep getting found is most likely a mole, only tell your director." Gibbs said and the other's looked questioningly at him as it was just them and Tobias. "What I have the most advantage from growing up there and everyone but Ellie's been there."
"Sounds good Jethro," Tobias said, the others nodded.
They got in the van and drove off. Tobias called the director on the way, getting a green light. They drove for an hour before Gibbs and his family fell asleep. There were to benches on each side of the van. Jimmy and Brenna laid on one curled around each other. They were front to back his arm under her head, jacket under his, and their left hands intertwined. McGee and Abby one the other side laying the same way, right hands intertwined. Tony and Gibbs across from each other's backs to the wall, legs stretched out. Ducky and Ellie were sitting the same way in the back towards the wall between them and the driver. They had blankets over them already stored in the van. There were storage racks between the benches and the edge of the doors. It stored blankets and first aid supplies on one side, the other had rifles and handguns, sufficed to say they felt safe with the backups. They had about four hours to nap before they hit still water.
(I guessed on the time between D.C. and Pennsylvania.)