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Author's Note: So after a few days of contemplating the season premiere, I've come to the decision that I wasn't satisfied. I've seen a few of these stories so I'm sure I'm not the only one who has thought so. This is going to explore what would have happened if Tim was more hurt then he actually was. I hope you guys enjoy. Please read and review.
Tim turned to look at his boss. Gibbs approached him and bent down. Tim looked curiously at the older man as he moved his jacket aside. There was a huge chunk of glass in his stomach.
"Uh oh." He said, not completely understanding the severity of the situation.
"Can I get some help over here?" Gibbs yelled over his shoulder. The relief that he felt when he saw Tim upright and okay just a few minutes earlier was now gone. This could be a very bad situation and McGee was too disconnected to realize it.
A few firemen who had been in what was left of the squad room quickly made their way over to the two agents and immediately got to work. Soon Tim was off in an ambulance to Bethesda.
After seeing the younger man off, Gibbs made his way back to the building, wishing he could have gone with McGee. All of a sudden he saw Abby running towards him.
"Gibbs! Gibbs! Who was that?" the Goth yelled. "I haven't seen any of the team yet. Are they okay? Is it Tony or Ziva?"
Gibbs grabbed her arms. "Tony and Ziva are fine, they're just stuck in the elevator." Before he could finish explaining the situation, she cut him off.
"Elevator?! Who gets in an elevator during an evacuation? They teach you that in like Kindergarten."
"I know, Abbs and believe me we'll be having a talk about that when this is all over but for now they're fine and that's all that matters. McGee on the other hand…" again, he was cut off.
"Tim? Was that him in the ambulance? It can't be. Tim never gets hurt." She said, starting to panic again.
"Yes, it was Tim. Abbs, you have to calm down." He told her.
"Calm down? Calm down? NCIS just got blown up, the man who did it is still out there, and Tim's in the hospital!" she yelled. "What's wrong with him?" she asked, hoping it wasn't anything too serious.
"He was in the squad room when the bomb went off, right by the windows. When I found him, he seemed okay but when he was about to leave to get some fresh air, I noticed a piece of glass from the windows coming out of his side." Gibbs explained.
"How did he not notice that?" Abby questioned, confused. How does somebody not realizing something wrong? Didn't it hurt?
"He was in shock, Abbs." He told her.
"Who's with him?"
"He's alone! I should go with him." She said.
"He'll be fine, Abby. Probably just needs a few stiches. Right now, we're needed here." He said.
"Are you sure he'll be fine?" Abby asked, still a little worried.
"Positive." Gibbs reassured her. He hoped he wasn't made to be a liar. There was no telling just how deep the piece of glass had actually gone.
The paramedics wheeled a gurney into the emergency room of Bethesda Naval Hospital. "We've got another one!" one of them yelled.
Already tired doctors came running towards them and began taking the man's vitals.
"He has a piece of glass embedded to the left side. Patient was in shock initially but began to panicking on the way here so we had to sedate him." A different paramedic told them.
"We need to see how deep the wound is before we attempt to remove it. Get him to x-ray." One of the doctors shouted and they took off down a hallway.
After they were gone, one of the nurses grabbed a paramedic. "Did anybody come with him?" she asked.
The man shook his head. "No, everything's so hectic over there. His boss sent him over with us." He told her.
"Do you have a name?"
"Special Agent Timothy McGee"
"Okay, I'll see if I can find an emergency contact." The nurse said as she made her way over to the nurse's station. She sat down at a computer and searched the name. A file popped up and she quickly scanned it for a phone number. The man had his sister listed as his next of kin but when she called, there was no answer. The nurse sighed and looked back at the file and found another number. There was an answer this time. "Hello my name is Angela Allen; I'm a nurse at Bethesda Naval Hospital. I'm calling concerning Agent McGee…"
It was hot, really, really hot. They had been stuck in the elevator for hours and all the wanted was to get out. Tony shifted again and turned his head towards his partner. "Do you think they're okay?" he asked.
Ziva didn't have to ask who 'they' were. She knew he was talking about their team. "I do not know." She said. "I have not wanted to think about it."
"I'm sure Gibbs is okay. Nothing stops Gibbs. And if Gibbs is okay, that means that Abby is because he'd never let anything happen to her." Tony reasoned.
"And what about McGee?" Ziva questioned.
Tony sighed, "I don't know. Where was he the last time you saw him?"
"The bullpen, I think." She answered. "He was at his computer."
"I'm sure he had plenty of time to get out."
"Yes, I am as well."
The silence returned. Both contemplated the rest of their team. Even with their reassurance to each other, they were still worried. Suddenly, the James Bond theme song started to play. Tony scrambled up to pull out his phone, which he hadn't realized had regained a signal, while Ziva rolled her eyes at his choice in ringtone.
"Hello." Tony answered, not even bothering to check the caller ID.
"Hello, my name is Angela Allen; I'm a nurse at Bethesda Naval Hospital. I'm calling concerning Agent McGee. Is this Agent DiNozzo?"
"Yes, this is Agent DiNozzo. What's wrong with McGee?" he asked, panic in his voice.
Ziva watched as Tony paced the small space with worry clear on his face. When he hung up, she jumped up. "What's wrong? Is McGee okay?"
Tony shrugged. "I don't know. They just called me because he was at the hospital alone. The nurse I talked to doesn't know what his condition is yet." He informed her.
"Are you his emergency contact?" she asked.
"His second. They only call me if they can't get a hold of Sarah. He asked me a few years ago." He explained. Tony picked up the phone again and tried to call Gibbs but it went right to voicemail. Tony cursed and dialed again, this time to Abby. It rang for a while but still nobody answered. Anger and worry mounted within him. Finally he tried his last hope. Thankfully, this one answered.
"Director, its DiNozzo." He replied.
"Agent DiNozzo, are you and Agent David okay?" Vance asked.
"Physically yes, but we might go crazy if we don't get out of here soon." Tony told him.
"We're working on it." The director assured.
"Thanks. Is Gibbs around?"
"Yes, hold on." The phone was passed on. "Tony?"
"Hey, Boss, you guys okay?" Tony asked.
"Me and Abby are fine. What about you two?"
"We're fine, but Tim's not." He said.
"How'd you know?" Gibbs questioned.
"I just got a call from Bethesda." Tony explained.
"How is he?" the other agent asked.
"They don't know yet." Tony said with a sigh.
"He'll be okay DiNozzo." Gibbs assured.
"I hope so, Boss. I really do."