*McGee's Point of View*
Running past Abby I saw that J.D. was staring into the air. Sitting next to her I pulled her onto my lap and waited for her to talk. When she didn't say anything I ran a hand through her hair and kissed her forehead.
"J.D.," I said whispered into her ear, "I don't give a rat's ass about my job."
"You can't give it up," she said unemotional, "Not over something as stupid as me."
"Let's talk outside," I said grabbing her arm and walking outside.
When we were outside J.D. walked away from me and down the street. Running to her I realized that tears were falling from her eyes. Sighing I lowered my head and thought of something I could say.
Before either of us could saw anything a gun shot rang through the air. Both of us turned around to see a tall guy staring at us. The smile that he was wearing was one that made my blood run cold.
"Now let's make sure your Dad know what's going on," he said his voice being distorted.
He aimed the gun at J.D. and fired. Before I could even react she fell to the ground screaming in pain. Looking down at her I didn't even notice the guy point the gun at me until I felt the bullet enter my arm.
"Call Gibbs," he said kicking me in the stomach.
I didn't want him to hurt J.D. again so I got my cell phone and dialed Gibbs number. It took a few rings before Gibbs answered. The man took the phone from me and shot the gun in the air.
"Isn't it so sad when someone shoots your loved one?" the guy asked with a laugh.