'We have to call Nick and Reeves' Ellie stated. 'I'm already trying, they don't answer' Tim said. 'Agent McGee, Agent Bishop, go to the address Powell gave us. I'll call the NSA' Leon said. Ellie and Tim quickly grabbed the gear and got in the elevator.
'Go faster, Tim' 'Ellie, if I accelerate, we won't get them, 'cause we'll have a crush car' 'That bastard' 'Hey, we will catch him. Why are you so nervous?' 'Because Nick and Clayton could be injured, or worst!'. She closed her eyes, trying to hide her tears. 'Ellie, don't worry'. He leaned his hand on her thigh. 'It's here!'. He stopped, and they got off the car. There was a warehouse; they entered. Nick and Clayton were on the ground, both of them had a bullet wound. 'Tim, call an ambulance!'. She went towards Nick, and Tim speaking with the 911 went towards Clayton. 'They're consciousness, Tim! Hey, Nick' 'Bishop...' 'Nick, stay with me.' 'It's ok, B.'. The paramedics got them soon. Nick and Clayton were leaned on a stretcher and transferred to the hospital. Tim and Ellie got them with the car.
Leon, Gibbs, Ellie and Tim were sitting at the hospital, waiting for news. After a while Jack arrived too. 'What happened?' 'Powell played us' Leon answered. 'How are the guys?' 'They are both on surgery' 'Got it'. After a few minutes the surgeon got them. 'How are they?' Tim asked. 'Agent Reeves is good. He's out of the surgery, he will recover. 'And Agent Torres?' Ellie weakly asked. 'He's still on surgery. The bullet is close to the heart. I'll brief you' 'Ok'. Jack looked at Bishop and sat down next to her. 'Hey'. Ellie turned on the opposite direction. Jack gently leaned an hand on her shoulder. 'Don't touch me!'. Tim glanced at his friend, he saw how angry she was, but he didn't know why. Jack got up. 'Ellie'. 'No! - she yelled, standing up too - I followed your suggestion and look what happened!' 'It isn't your fault, Ellie' 'I don't wanna talk about this!'. She went away, Jack tried to follow her, but Tim glanced at Sloane and then he went towards Bishop.
She was seated, her elbows on her thighs, her face in her hands. 'Bishop, hey'. Tim sat down next to her. She sighed. 'I-I am angry' 'With Sloane?' 'Yes!'. He put his hand on her shoulder. 'Why?' 'Because...' 'Ellie, you can tell me. We are friends. We're a family' 'I talked with her about me and... Nick' 'You and Torres?' 'Yes. She suggested me to not stop my feelings. And that night he kissed me. And now he's fighting for his life' 'Ellie, Sloane's right. It isn't your fault. And you said it, he's fighting for his life. And he's strong'. 'Tim...'. She leaned her head onto his chest, and he gently hugged her. She was sobbing. 'Ellie, he will be fine' 'Tim, I'm so scared' 'Don't be' 'I don't wanna lose him' 'I know' 'I wanna stay with him' 'Hey, I'm sure he wants the same. So he'll fight to recover. And he will able to stay with you' 'Thanks, Tim, you are a wonderful friend'. He kissed her on the forehead. 'Now go to Sloane, and say her you're sorry' 'Yes'. Ellie got up, she went towards Jack. 'Hi' 'Ellie' 'I'm-I'm sorry, Jack. I didn't wanna to be rude. It's just... I'm scared'. She sighed. Sloane got up and got close to her. 'I know'. She leaned her hands on Bishop's shoulders. Ellie sniffled and started crying. 'Oh, honey'. Jack hugged her. Bishop was still sobbing in her arms.
