NCISAgent!PrussiaXNCISAgent!Reader Finale

“Boss!” Anthony said making you look up.

“What did you find?” Alex asked getting up and walking over to Anthony’s desk.

“Watson’s car,” Anthony replied.

“Give the directions to (Last Name) and Beilschmidt,” Alex said. “(Last Name), Beilschmidt go pick him up.

Nodding you got up and grabbed your badge, ID, gun and backpack and walked over to the elevator where Gilbert waited.

“Do you think we will catch him?” You asked.

“I hope so (First Name), I really do.” Gilbert sighed and walked into the elevator.


Bashing down the door you and your partner, Special Agent Gilbert Beilschmidt, ran into the warehouse.

"NCIS PUT YOUR HANDS UP!" You yelled and looked around, only seeing black.

You took your flashlight out of your jacket and looked around a little.

"Let's take a look around." Gilbert said. "I'll zake zhe left."

"I'll go right." You said and started too walked slowly to the right, your gun still raised.

Shining your flashlight around you saw only boxes and blue prints.


Suddenly hearing gunfire you turned as you heard a scream. Running off towards the gunfire, you stopped, hiding behind the corner, before turning the corner with your weapons raised. You gasped and your (eye colour) eyes widened as you saw Watson on one side of the alleyway, the gun in his hand was raised and Gilbert lied on the ground, his gun was still in his hand.

“This is NCIS special Agent (First Name) (Last Name) put your hands up!” You yelled walking over and in front of Gilbert. “And put your weapon down!”

“You put your weapon down!”

“I can’t do that. I’m here to bring you into NCIS custody for questioning about the killing of Lance corporal Ethan Stanton and his sister Laura Stanton.” You replied.

“I know that! Why do you think I left?!” He yelled.

“Because you’re guilty!” You spat.

Suddenly you heard a gun-shot and you gasped as you felt pain and you clutched your right shoulder before shooting Jeremy in the chest and he clutched where you had shot and took deep breaths before leaning against the wall and falling down. Running over to Gilbert you kneeled down and rolled him so he was lying on his back.

“(F-First Name)…” Gilbert groaned.

Seeing the blood on his shirt you gasped AS YOU FELT TEARS IN YOUR (EYE COLOUR) EYES.

“Gil-Gilbert…” You said and undid the buttons on his shirt quickly and ripped it in half and pushed it against the wound.

He gritted your teeth and hissed,

“(N-Name)… I-I need to zell you s-something…” Gilbert asked.

“G-Gilbert don’t waste your strength.” You said and pulled your phone out calling 911.

Gilbert grabbed the phone and shakily pushed the ‘End call’ button and he pulled you towards him smashing your lips onto his. Squealing you gasped but slowly melted into the kiss after a few seconds before you felt Gilbert go limp. Pulling back you shot his shoulders, wincing a little.

“G-Gil?” You asked.

No response.

“G-Gil?!” You asked and tears poured down your (skin colour) cheeks.

No response again. Choking back a sob you hugged Gilbert, screaming in both pain and sadness.

~To Be Continued In Epilogue~