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Post by LJG_NCIS on May 8, 2006 16:10:38 GMT -5
As promised, here is Chapter 2 of The Holiday Season. Enjoy!  Oh yeah, and my apologies for the cliffhanger...I know how much you guys love them  Disclaimer: Well, the wish that I made when I blew out the candles on my cake didn’t come true, so I am currently still not affiliated with NCIS in any way, shape or form, except I am a dedicated (some may prefer to call it obsessed) fan. Chapter 2: The Scene of the Crime “What?!” Three voices shouted simultaneously. “I said...I said that Fornell’s been shot. That was the head of the FBI on the phone. He said that he wanted us to take the case.” “Wow, Fornell must really be in bad shape is the FBI director wants us to take the case,” Tony whispered to Kate.” As id he heard Tony, and knowing Gibbs he probably did, he said, “ The Director said that he knew that Fornell would have wanted it to be our case.” “So...how bad is it Boss?” McGee asked. “Bad. The shot was fired upwards, strangely enough. The slug penetrated the stomach and continued up before exiting out of his right shoulder, breaking or fracturing at least six ribs in the process. It’s a damn miracle that it missed his lungs and heart. He was found in an alley across from an Arby’s at approximately 0915.” There was silence for several minutes and the team processed what had just been said. Then the silence was broken by Gibbs. “What the hell are you guys still doing here? McGee, go gas the ruck. Grab your gear. Fornell’s attacker is somewhere out there, and we’re gonna catch the nice guy.” ******** Scene of the crime 0955 The NCIS truck pulled up to an alleyway that was deserted except for some Dumpsters and the rats that were feasting inside of them. Gibbs stepped out of the truck, soon followed by Tony and Kate. Upon opening the back doors, McGee also joined them, looking a little shaky after the bumpy ride there. “You know Gibbs, we really should get some sort a seatbelt back there,” said Kate. “Yeah, what would we do if our poor, precious Probie had a little accident and had to stay out of the field and back at NCIS for a few months, buried in paperwork?” Said Tony in the same voice one might use with a baby. He looked like he might even pinch McGee’s cheek. “DiNozzo?” “Yes, Boss?” “Come here.” Tony walked over to Gibbs, who raised his hand, causing Tony to flinch. Gibbs just lowered his hand and laughed one of his rare laughs. Meanwhile, Kate and McGee exchanged looks. “I’m not going to slap you Tony.” “Really Boss?” Tony said, opening his tightly closed eyes. “Yeah, really.” “Thank you Boss.” “Now let’s get to work. We’re not doing Fornell any good sitting on our like some donkey-riding cowpoke!” “Donkey-riding cowpoke?” Tony laughed. “You have some kind of problem with my expressions DiNozzo?” “Of course not Boss. I just meant to say that...”Tony started to say while turning and trying to walk way, fast. He was too slow. SMACK! Gibbs’ palm connected with the back of Tony’s head. McGee and Kate laughed. Even Gibbs cracked a wry smile at the grimace on Tony’s face. The grim cloud that had settled over the NCIS team started to lift, and the team started to process the crime scene, determined to find some clue to find the dirtbag who had attempted to kill Fornell. But alas, they had just barely started dusting for prints and snapping pictures of the crime scene when Tony went over to the Dupster that was at the end of the alley. “Hey Boss, come here, I hear something!” He called over to Gibbs. Together they searched the near-empty Dupster. “Wait a minute...”Gibbs said as realization dawned on his face, “that sound...it’s ticking! It’s a bomb!” he yelled. He and Tony tried to run, and they just barely had enough time to drop to the ground before the Dumpster exploded in a flash of fiery fury. In a nearby building, a person looked out of the window, smiling in satisfaction. “Boom,” it chuckled, and grabbed it’s coat and went off to work, patiently awaiting the hours after the sun had set. |
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Post by dani on May 12, 2006 8:41:36 GMT -5
Lovely!Really nice job!Please,update soon!  |
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Post by LJG_NCIS on Jun 27, 2006 12:26:56 GMT -5
Thanks dani!
Once again, I apologize for taking such a long time to update, and also that this is a short chapter. Lately I’ve been swamped at schools, cramming for finals, you know the drill. My fics were kind of pushed off to the side, but now I should be able to update more regularly. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Much to my dismay, I don’t have anything to do with NCIS. All that belongs to DPB, CBS, and Paramount.
Chapter 10: Shades of Green- Toads and Jealousy
Kate was stunned at Abby’s words. And no, not the part about her ex-boyfriend, Mike. Abby was right about him. He was disgusting. Not very keen on personal hygiene. But he could have been Prince Charming, and Kate wouldn’t have found him the least bit appealing. There was only one “handsome prince” for her, and yes, at times he could act like a grumpy old toad. Both herself and Gibbs were in a state of shock (actually the whole team was, but at the moment they were oblivious to all but each other). Then, breaking the silence, Tony jumped in.
“Hold on there Abby. All I’m hearing is ‘oh Gibbs, he’s so great. Wonderful, wonderful, Gibbs.’ Why don’t you all leave so that I can talk to ‘Jethro’ alone?”
Still stunned, Abby, Ducky, Kate, and Palmer filed out of the room, leaving Tony and Gibbs alone.
After they had left, Tony turned to Gibbs, throwing all sensibility and logical thinking out of the window. “You may be a good team leader and agent and Marine, yada yada yada, but you’ve had three wives for God’s sake!” Tony’s look softened, and his voice became gentler. “I just don’t want her to end up with a broken heart. Kate deserves better than that.”
“Damn it DiNozzo! I know that! She deserves the best, and I’m anything but that. I’m just some grumpy old nice guy. I don’t know why I’m telling you this DiNozzo, but my marriages were based solely on physical attraction. But with Kate, it’s deeper than that. I’ve never felt like this about anyone before.”
And to that Tony replied, “Neither have I.”
TBC
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Post by dani on Jun 27, 2006 15:21:47 GMT -5
Thanks a lot for the wonderful chapter! ;D
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Post by Deleted on Jun 27, 2006 17:46:55 GMT -5
“Boom,” it chuckled, and grabbed it’s coat and went off to work, patiently awaiting the hours after the sun had set. I think Tony summed it up best on Marine Down - what a sack of excrement! Please update this soon. Very soon. For example, if you have no plans tonight... PS: k8tyds, your avatar should come with a warning. Those eyes staring directly at me just about had me catatonic. BLAM! |
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Post by LJG_NCIS on Jun 28, 2006 19:06:26 GMT -5
Thanks for the replies guys ;D. Sorry I couldn't update THS yet, I have the next few chaps written down on paper, but I didn't have the time today to type up the next chapter and post it. Hopefully should get to it tomorrow!
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Post by LJG_NCIS on Jun 29, 2006 12:53:17 GMT -5
As promised, here's the next chapter of the Holiday Season. ;D
Disclaimer: As much as I wish it weren’t true, I am not affiliated with NCIS in any way, shape, or form. That all belongs to DPB, CBS, and Paramount.
Chapter 3- The Waking Nightmare
Bethesda Naval Hospital 1130 (11:30 AM)
Kate quickly paced around the perimeter of the small waiting room. McGee had generously offered to be the one that went back to NCIS to type up the incident report. She had been waiting for an hour to see how Tony and Gibbs were doing. It had been one hell of an explosion. McGee had nearly been hit by a soup can fireball.
It had been so horrible. Everything was on fire, burning away the evidence that may very well have been found in the alley. But what was even worse than the destroyed evidence was Gibbs and Tony. The scene kept replaying itself over and over in Kate’s mind, unwillingly on her part. She tried in vain to hit stop and eject the tape, but the button in her mind was stuck firmly on play.
Kate and McGee were near the truck, breaking out all the gear. Kate heard Tony call Gibbs over, telling him that he heard something. She heard Gibbs yell, “It’s a bomb!” She heard the furious pounding of their feet on the pot-holed tar of the alley, trying in vain to escape the earth-shattering explosion. She heard the explosion. It was horrible, a sound of angry air whooshing though the narrow alleyway, a sound of trash and everything else in the fire’s path disintegrate. But what Kate heard then, what was worse than all of that, worse than hearing her own frantic voice shouting out for Gibbs and Tony, was the sound of them moaning in pain.
On the tape that was continuously playing, she saw the image of them lying sprawled in the middle of the alley. The tape was paused on that image of them. Kate wouldn’t be able to bear it if anything happened to Gibbs or Tony. She could barely stand the anxiety that was overwhelming her as she paced around and around the lonely waiting room. Instead of the bright colors splashed on the walls cheering her up, as was their purpose, the vibrant red and yellows and oranges were a cruel reminder of the recent events. Kate needed to clear her head, to think clearly. She couldn’t let her emotions cloud her thinking. Not now, not ever for that matter, or else he might discover her true feelings for him. Just as she was about to go grab a cup of coffee from the hospital cafeteria, the door of the waiting room opened.
Dr. Christopher Rouse walked in to the room. The tall thin, balding man with nervously flitting green eyes may not have looked like one of the best doctors in the D.C. area, but Kate knew that he was one hell of a surgeon, and he was committed to his work. The look on his face was blank, and Kate couldn’t glean any information from it. “Special Agent Todd,” he said, “I’m afraid I have some bad news...”
TBC
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Post by Deleted on Jun 29, 2006 14:06:50 GMT -5
“Special Agent Todd,” he said, “I’m afraid I have some bad news...” TBC No, no, no, no. That's a typo, right? You meant, he had good news? Tell me that was a typo. Gibbs is okay. He has to be okay...Doesn't he?  |
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Post by LJG_NCIS on Jun 29, 2006 15:19:25 GMT -5
It's no typo. You'll just have to wait and see how our silver haired fox is faring....  |
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Post by Deleted on Jun 29, 2006 17:12:16 GMT -5
It's no typo. You'll just have to wait and see how our silver haired fox is faring.... You're killing me here |
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Post by LJG_NCIS on Jul 4, 2006 12:57:31 GMT -5
Here's the next chapter to TBB. Will be updating THS soon, if not today then most likely tomorrow Disclaimer: I am not affiliated with NCIS in any way, shape or form. That all belongs to DPB, CBS, and Paramount. Chapter 11: Cupid’s bow in the hands of a certain tattooed forensic technician of the Goth persuasion After the rest of the crew had retreated to the bullpen in order to give Gibbs and Tony some privacy, Kate and Abby separated themselves from Jimmy and Ducky so they could talk in private. “Abby,” Kate questioned, half curiously, half upset from the ordeal she had just endured, “what’s going on?” “Life,” Abby replied, grinning. “You know, the circle of life. Birds chirping, bees buzzing.” She gave Kate a roguish wink. “All I’m doing is...decreasing the circumference of that circle, speeding up the process. It’s purely a mathematical algorithm correlating with a...science experiment. Because, as you know Kate, I am a scientist. And science is fun!” “Come on Abs. I’m serious. Since you have your little ‘mathematical equation’ all figured out, why don’t you tell me what’s going to happen?” “I’m serious too Kate! You guys are like, perfect for each other. And don’t tell me you don’t have the hots for him. I can tell Kate. As for what’s gonna happen, we’ll just have to wait and see.” “Abs, I think you’ve had a few too many Caf-Pows...” “Not any more than the usual. And come on Kate, no matter how much you deny it, I know the truth. And I also know...” Abby dropped her voice to a whisper, “that redheads are a thing of the past for Gibbs, if you get my drift.” Abby gave Kate another hearty wink and knowing smile. “Okay Abby, let’s pretend you’re right. It would never work out. Think fo the age difference. And the fact that our personalities are completely different and–“ “Kate, I have dated guys waaay older than Gibbs, and not even as good-looking as our very own silver-haired fox. Age doesn’t matter between two people, as long as they love each other. Plus, it is a proven scientific fact that opposites attract. Yin and yang, the north and south poles on a magnet, Sandra Bullock and Jesse James...” “Abs,” Kate said, exasperated. “I’m dead serious Kate! I mean, come on. There’s Sandra Bullock–been in countless chick flicks, very amiable, clean-cut. And then there’s Jesse James–biker tough guy look, star of Monster Garage, been married a bunch of times before, not unlike someone else we know....and yet they’re very happy together, at least according to tabloids and Dr. Phil.” “Abby...” Kate said again. “But the point is, Kate, that despite the differences, you guys are still perfect for each other. Like Romeo and Juliet, Nancy and Ronald Reagan, Henry the VIII and his wife...wives. Okay, so that one was a bad example.” Abby the grew serious. “Kate, you’re my friend. I would never steer you wrong. I’ve been the driver of this certain vehicle for the past few hours. Now it’s time for you to take the wheel. Plus,” she added, becoming her regular Abby self, “being the driver on a road trip is a major turn off for me, and I’ve got a hot date tonight. So I can’t afford to hold on to the wheel anymore.” “Hold on Abs,” Kate intervened. “I though you had a date with McGee tonight?” “I do, Kate! McGee can be quite the hot tamale!” The two friends laughed. “You know Abs, I don’t know what I’d do without you. Thanks,” Kate said, hugging her tattooed, Gothic friend. “Anytime Kate. You’re my numero uno amigo. But enough of all this lovey-dovey stuff with me, save it for Gibbs!” |
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Post by dani on Jul 4, 2006 14:46:47 GMT -5
2 GREAT chapters!Thanks for updating! |
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Post by LJG_NCIS on Jul 5, 2006 12:58:57 GMT -5
Thanks dani Here's chapter 3 of THS. Disclaimer: I am not affiliated with NCIS in any way, shape or form. That all belongs to DPB, CBS, and Paramount. Chapter 4: A Not So Merry Christmas Eve 1150 (11:50 AM) Room 243 Bethesda Naval Hospital Gibbs struggled to gain consciousness. All of the sedatives and pain meds were bogging down his mind. His thoughts sloshed through the murky swamp of partial consciousness. Slowly, he came to. Those stunning, icy blue eyes opened. Eyes so skilled at observing, at seeing the truth in the eyes of others opened, but all that was seen was darkness. He could hear a heart monitor beeping slowly but steadily next to his beside. Gibbs was confused. Why was he at a hospital? Why was everything so dark? Suddenly, everything came rushing back. Fornell shot...dark alley. Tony shouting for him...the realization of what he was hearing...the frantic attempt to outrun the bomb...the force of the explosion striking him, knocking him down....sharp, white-hot pain that faded away to the excruciating throbbing of every inch of his body...Tony moaning nearby...and right before his consciousness slipped away, he had heard Kate, screaming his name. Oh God, Kate! As he realized that he had no idea what kind of condition she was in, or Tony either, Gibbs tried to sit up, but in the state he was in, he could only manage a feeble lift of his head. Gibbs heard the door to his room open, and before his the medication took control of his consciousness again, he said through a sandpaper throat, “Kate...Katie...” And then he was gone, lost in a dark, dreamless sleep. * * * * * * * 1143 (11:43 AM) Waiting room of Bethesda Naval Hospital “...Mr. DiNozzo has a lung punctured by a broken rib. He has moderate brain swelling due to when his head hit the alley, but should cause no permanent damage if we drain the inter-cranial cavity immediately. Besides that, he is doing quite well due to the circumstances. As for Mr. Gibbs...he seems to be doing very well, based on our preliminary tests. Yes, he’s doing very fine indeed, except for...” “Except for what?!” Kate said, scared. “Well, Mr. Gibbs seems to be suffering from loss of sight. We are confident that this is only a temporary condition, and that he will regain his eyesight...soon.” ‘This can’t be happening’, Kate thought, ‘There’s no way this can be happening.’ To Dr. Rouse she said, “Can I see them?” Dr. Rouse responded, “Mr. DiNozzo is being prepped for surgery, and we usually only allow immediate family to visit so soon, but I think that we can make an exception this once. You may go see Mr. Gibbs, but don’t stay for any longer than ten minutes. He’s in room 243.” Kate quickly thanked him and headed straight for room 243. As she walked down the corridor, the numbers flashed by. 237, 239, 241...243. She tentatively opened the door, being as quiet as she could so as not to disturb Gibbs or his roommate, if he had one. The room was bland and plain, with white walls and yellowish curtains. The curtain separating the room in half was drawn, giving privacy to Gibbs. It appeared that he didn’t have a roommate. Still careful to be quiet, Kate walked across the room and slowly opened the curtain. Kate felt herself draw in a sharp breath. Gibbs, fearless, indestructible Gibbs, the Gibbs she had come to look up to, love, and sometimes fear was lying motionless in his bed, hooked up to numerous machines. He was lulled into sleep by the tempting allure of pain medication. The monitors beeped steadily, reassuring Kate. She sat down in the chair that was placed at his bedside. Her heart went out for this man. She knew that she couldn’t even stay here for her ten minutes; she needed to be out there catching the nice guy that was responsible for all this. Only a few minutes had passed when Kate stood up to leave. She lingered next to his bed for a moment, lost in thought, knowing she had to leave, but reluctant to. Just as she had started to leave, she heard the beeping of the monitors increase slightly. She heard a weak, scratchy throat croak out, “Kate...Katie...” Kate whipped around. Gibbs was trying to sir up, but the required effort was just too great. Exhausted, his head dropped back on his pillow. With tears in her eyes, Kate walked back over to the bed. Grasping his limp hand, Kate said, “I’ll come back Gibbs...right after I catch the dirtbag that is responsible for this.” And with that, Kate let go of his hand and left the room, trying her best to hold back the tears that were trying to escape. |
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Post by Deleted on Jul 5, 2006 15:59:19 GMT -5
OHHHHH! This is breaking my heart. Well done LJG_NCIS.
This was worth the wait.
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Post by dani on Jul 6, 2006 8:31:47 GMT -5
All I can say is  and  !Thank you!GREAT chapter! |
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Oh yeah, and my apologies for the cliffhanger...I know how much you guys love them 
