Chapter 4: The Bat.

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BISHOP'S POV:

I went to the place where we train and the guy and Odette were here.
"Hi." I said.
"Hi Eleanor, this is Garet, he'll help with your training today." Said Odette.
"Okay, nice to meet you."
"You as well." Garet answered.
We warmed up and did the usual thing until Garet took a baseball bat out.
"What's this for?" I asked.
"You're gonna learn to avoid this."
"Uhm- okay?" I said looking at Odette.
"Don't look at me, he's your teacher today."
"Okay."
Garet explained to me how to do it and we started without the bat. After a little while we did it with the bat. It went well for the first few tries.
"Okay"
"Can we take a break?"
"No, we're almost done, three more times and it's over."
"Okay..."
He took the bat and swing it a lot faster and harder than the first two times, I didn't have time to bend and it hit me on the chest.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry, you're okay?"
I tried to talk but I coughed blood instead.
"Eleanor, calm down, sit." Said Odette.
I tried to walk to a chair but I fell to the floor, the only thing I remember is the pain and the taste of blood.

TORRES' POV:

McGee, Gibbs and I were in the bullpen but there was no sign of Bishop, she was never late so I kinda started panicking.
"Does anyone know where she is?" Asked Gibbs.
"No." Answered McGee.
"No, and I called her but she's not answering."
"Okay well-"
Gibbs' phone rang which cut him off.
"Hello? Who are you? Odette? From when Ziva was here? WHAT!? What hospital? We're coming!"
"Boss?" Said McGee suspicious.
"We're going to the hospital, right now!"
"Why!?" I asked starting to panic.
"Bishop is in surgery right now, they're not sure she's gonna make it." Said Gibbs running to the car.
I sat in the car and asked.
"Why? What happened?"
"I don't know, I didn't ask. We'll know when we'll be there. McGee, send a text to the rest of the team please."
"Already done."
I was in shock, I couldn't get this feeling out of me.

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