The sun had gone down as Nyssa Al Ghul found herself in the medical examiners lab of NCIS. Today Nyssa had worn a black shirt and dark blue jeans. Nyssa had tied her long black hair up like always. Breathing slowly Nyssa began to speak “Hey Doc am I gonna survive?” Nyssa asked, gesturing to the bullet that had been removed from her toned abdomen. Nyssa paused for a moment in time. “Move in with me? I want to build a home with you. Please?”