Take It From M.E. - An NCIS Fan Fiction

Chapter 4 - Tired

Just as I think things can't get any worse the van comes to a skidding halt. I panic as the car rams into the backside of the van sending my face into the steering wheel. I pull back, blood gushing from my nose.

"Ducky? Palmer? We are almost there. Hold on." Tim says in a worried tone.

"Hurry! They are getting out!" Ducky yells, trying to find something to catch my blood.

Just in the nick of time, Gibbs, Tony, McGee, and Ziva come racing up in the charger. Jumping out with their guns the people who were once chasing us stop with their hands up. Not long after they got them loaded up in the back of police cars and taken off to the prison.

"Are you guys alright?" Gibbs asks.

"Aside from Mr. Palmer's broken nose, we are doing fine. Just a tad shaken up is all." Ducky says, "The van may need some help."

"The van can be fixed, Doc. You two on the other hand... I'm glad that we got here when we did." Gibbs smiles, opening the driver side door to get to Palmer, "Let's get you to the hospital."

"Yes, sir." I say, removing the cloth from my face. Blood once again rushes out of my nose. "I'm sorry!" I scramble to put the cloth back to my face.

"Boss, we're not all going to fit in the charger..." McGee says, questioningly.

"Yeah, McGee. That's why you and Tony are staying with the van until whoever the director sends gets here." Gibbs smirks.

"Why do need both of us to stay?!" Tony asks.

"Because I like to watch you squirm." Gibbs says sitting in the drivers seat of the charger. Ziva, Ducky, and I followed into the car and Gibbs drove off.

"How are you feeling, Palmer?" Ziva asks.

"I am doing alright, I guess." I say, still holding onto my nose.

"Let's just hope your nose is not to badly busted." Gibbs says.

"I can't feel it at this point... I've lost a lot of blood."

"You have, Mr. Palmer. You should sit back and stay calm. If you loose to much more blood you might pass out." Ducky says, reaching his hand out to my shoulder,

"I am feeling quite lightheaded." I say, looking over to Ducky.

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I blink my eyes open to a bright light above my head. Looking around I can't quite make out the faces around me. Slowly they come into focus. "Gibbs? Ducky? Where am I?" I ask.

"The hospital. You passed out because of all the blood you lost." Ducky says.

"What about my nose?"

"Reconstructive surgery... You'll be fine." Ziva responds. Gibbs' phone vibrates and he answers.

"Yeah, Gibbs?... No. I don't know when they're getting there McGee... Oh what, is Tony bullying you?... Then quit your whining!"

"McGee getting tired of Tony already?" Ziva laughs.

"Of course... When are those two not tired of each other?" I smirk.

"You get some rest, Mr. Palmer. We will see you in the morning." Ducky says before leaving the room.

"Goodbye guys."