So this is the last chapter! And I actually can't think of anything else to say for once!

If I owned NCIS, Tony and Ziva would totally be together. But they're not, which means I still don't own NCIS.

Doctor Kim nodded in understanding. "I'm sorry Dr. Mallard," she said, "but there is no one here under those names."

Abby shook her head in disbelief. This was the sixth hospital they had visited today.

"Any John or Jane Does?" Abby asked impatiently.

Dr. Kim shook her head. "None that fit your friends' descriptions."

Suddenly, her comm went off. "All free doctors are needed. We have a gunshot victim coming in. His condition is critical."

Dr. Kim visibly grimaced. "I have to go."

Ducky grabbed her arm. "Perhaps I could be of use?"

The doctor nodded. "We need to be prepared for anything."

The two came to a room and stopped. "Are you ready?" Dr. Kim asked.

Ducky nodded and opened the door. Inside the room, all was chaos. Doctors and nurses ran around, scrambling for the right tools. Someone shoved a series of tubes in Ducky's hands. "Drain the blood out of his lungs." the young nurse demanded.

A loud whining noise filled the room. It seemed to echo throughout the room. "He's flat lining!" someone shouted.

Dr. Kim gave Ducky a little shove to say 'Get working!' Ducky moved forward to help the patient he thought was hopeless.

Everything in Ducky's hands clattered to the floor when he saw his friend, Leroy Jethro Gibbs, on the bed in front of him. A hole in his chest and his heart not beating.

Abby looked up every time the door opened. She expected to see Ducky coming back, but every time it was not him.

The door opened and a man she didn't know walked in, followed by three other people. Abby just stared in disbelief as the four walked to the front desk. She sprang from her seat and wrapped her arms around the nearest one, which happened to be McGee.

A surprised noise escaped McGee's mouth. The other three turned to look at him and were shocked when they saw Abby and Jimmy.

Abby squeezed McGee tighter. "I'm so glad you guys are okay!"

Abby moved to Ziva and hugged her tight. "I don't know what I would have done if something happened to you guys!"

Abby moved to give Tony a hug, but stopped when she saw he was covered in blood. She looked up to see all three of them had tears in their eyes.

"Where's Gibbs?" Abby asked slowly.

Ducky scrambled to pick up the fallen equipment. The only thing on his mind was to save Gibbs. Everything was a blur to him at that moment. He watched in horror as the doctors slammed the thin sheets of metal onto Gibbs's chest, trying to restart his heart.

Dr. Kim was shouting orders to add onto the chaos. "Someone get the bullet out now!" she demanded.

The loud whining stopped and was replaced with a steady beeping noise. Ducky let out a breath of air and moved to Gibbs's side.

"Hurry up, Mallard!" Kim demanded. "We have to get him to surgery!"

Tony stared at his bloodied hands. Questions raced through his mind. Was Gibbs dead? What would they do without him? Tony didn't know. He groaned in frustration. No one would tell him anything. Gibbs was fading fast when they were at Deuce's house. He doubted he even survived the helicopter ride.

'Don't think like that' Tony scolded himself.

Tony groaned and leaned back in his seat. The only thing left to do was wait. Jimmy had placed a call to the director fifteen minutes earlier, and Jenny was on her way.

Ziva sat down next to Tony and put a comforting arm around his shoulder.

"What if he's dead?" Tony croaked. Tears spilled out of both of their eyes.

"He had this planned." Ziva said. "He sent that blonde girl to save us. Gibbs was willing to die, to let us live."

The blonde girl. Mel. They had never properly mourned her loss. She was so young and she died saving Gibbs. Unfortunately, that wasn't enough.

"We need to go back and bury her." Tony said. "Mel, I mean. She was a good girl, caught in the wrong crowd." Ziva nodded in agreement.

Three hours later, Ducky walked into the waiting room. Everyone stood up and waited for Ducky to speak.

Ducky licked his lips. "We got the bullet out and he's out of surgery."

"Will he be okay?" Jimmy asked.

Ducky's lips pressed into a thin line. "We are going to have to wait and find out."

Ducky looked to Tony. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up." Tony hesitated. Ducky cleared his throat. "Tony, what you did saved him." Tony nodded and followed.

Dr. Kim walked in and Abby bounded up to her. "Can we see Gibbs?" she asked the doctor.

Dr. Kim thought for a moment. "Are you blood related?"

Abby's face fell. "No."

"Are you family?"

A smile lit her face. "Definitely."

Gibbs was pale as a sheet. He was nearly invisible against the hospital bed. His team sat around him, waiting for him to wake up. Wondering if he'd wake up. Eventually they all fell asleep.

Jenny walked into the Gibbs's hospital room to find everybody but one person asleep. Gibbs lay on the bed, with a smile plastered onto his face. Jenny slowly moved to the side of the bed.

"Jethro…" she whispered.

Gibbs moved his eyes onto her. The whole time, the smile remained on his face. "I saw my girls." he said. Then he fell asleep.

Jenny gave a small smile and sat down. It was going to be a long night.

The team and Jenny woke up as the first rays of sunshine shone through the windows. Gibbs slept soundly, the team gathered around him.

"He was awake last night when I came in." Jenny stated.

"That's impossible." Ducky said. "He should be in shock from blood loss and cardiac arrest."

Jenny shook her head. "No. He was awake." She lightly shook Gibbs's shoulder. "Jethro, wake up. Don't make me a liar." Gibbs didn't move and Jenny's face set in a scowl. "I'm positive he was awake-"

"I can't make you what you already are." Gibbs said from the bed. Everyone turned to look at him.

"What?" Jenny demanded.

Gibbs sat himself up. "A liar. I can't make you one because you already are one."

Jenny smiled and rolled her eyes. "Good to have you back, Jethro."

After that was said, an awkward silence fell over the room. It seemed to weigh them down. No one could speak, no one wanted to speak. But they wanted answers. Questions floated through the air then faded into nothing. Tony opened his mouth, and then closed it. Would things ever be the same? He didn't know. The only one who could answer that was Gibbs, but everyone was too chicken to ask him. Fearing the answer. Ducky cleared his throat and broke the silence.

"Jethro, you were dead. Briefly." he said.

Gibbs nodded. "I am aware of that."

Ducky snorted. "I was terrified they wouldn't be able to bring you back. It was a very sad thought, having you die before me."

Tony stepped forward. "Yeah, you need to get me a new jacket." Ziva elbowed him in the ribs. "Never mind." he groaned.

McGee nodded. "We were real worried about you when you started talking nonsense."

"I don't talk nonsense." Gibbs stated.

Silence washed over the room again. Everyone spoke what they wanted to get off their chests, but no one asked the question. Finally, Jenny threw her hands in the air.

"I give up! Special Agent Gibbs, are you going to continue to work for NCIS?"

Gibbs sat up a little straighter. "Director Shepard, I chose the life. I know what I'm doing. And on any given day, I could stop doing it. Today, however, is not that day. And tomorrow won't be either."

Tony gave a small laugh. A picture of him and his dad sitting on the couch in front of the TV early on Saturday mornings instantly came back to him. Gibbs said a quote from it.

"Bruce Wayne." Tony said with a laugh.

Ziva raised an eyebrow in question. "Who?"

"Bruce Wayne!" McGee exclaimed. "You know, Batman's real identity."

Ziva scrunched her face in concentration. "The super hero? McGee, how do you even know about that?"

Tim's face turned beet red. "Well, I- Wait, how does Tony know about it?"

Tony's face flushed. "I think the real question here is: How does Gibbs know a Batman quote?"

Gibbs flashed a smile and raised his index finger, beckoning McGee and Tony to him. The two agents looked at each other and slowly began to move towards Gibbs, eager to receive an answer. Each moved so that they were on both sides of the bed. They leaned in to hear him.

Gibbs opened his mouth to speak but closed it. He raised his hands and hit them on the back of the head in a double Gibbs slap. Both men smiled. They had the old Gibbs back.

Yay, happy ending! I knew Gibbs wasn't gonna die the whole time. Not only cuz charlie told me how it would end, but cuz I knew it was impossible for Gibbs to die! Anyways, charlie is currently writing another NCIS fic and also a Maximum Ride one! I hope you enjoyed this story. Don't forget to review, or I will hunt you down and Gibbs slap you! Nah, just kidding! I'm too lazy to track you guys down! Shutting up now. Bye!