Chapter 12-Part 2

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Suddenly, Jethro heard a gunshot. He looked down at himself. He wasn't shot. He turned around and saw the minion on the ground; bleeding out and Jack standing behind him with a gun in hand. "Jack!," Jethro said, running towards her. "Are you okay?," they asked at the same time.
"I'm fine. You're not dead. They said you were dead. Oh my god. You're alive," Jethro was now crying. Jack put her gun in the holster on her waist and hugged Jethro. "I'm fine. You're obviously not. I'm alive. It's okay, Cowboy. Everything's fine," Jack said, soothing him. Jethro stood back and wiped the tears from his eyes. He stepped back, to bring in all of the sight in front of him. His beautiful girlfriend. (Although he preferred to call her his accomplice). The love of his life.
The doors of the place flew open. The World's Greatest NCIS Team walked through them. "Are you okay?," they asked them after clearing the place. "Yeah. Physically just a little mentally shook," Jack said. Jack and Jethro walked out to the ambulance.
They arrived at the hospital and the doctors said that they were fine.
Just a little bruises and cuts. They were bandaged up and went home. It had been 3 days since everything. Jack and Jethro were snuggled up on his couch watching another Indiana Jones movie. Jethro wouldn't let Jack out of his sight for the 3 days and probably wouldn't for the rest of his life.

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