(Jethro/Abby) Abby has a new stalker, but he's out to kill all her co-workers instead of her! And all of the targets are males, not a single woman is being targeted. It's up to Gibbs, DiNozzo, and McGee to stay alive long enough to figure out who's been attacking the male's who've come in contact with Abby in her entire career! It'll take will-power, brain-power and a lot of know-how to stop a killer who is always one or two steps ahead of them.

---Abby's lab---

She was sitting down reading her magazine while she waited for the fingerprints to run through to get a man who'd been accused of murdering three young teenaged girls who'd been the daughters of three marines serving over-seas. She was just reading about a couple, an older man and a younger woman had just gotten married and had a fancy, beautiful wedding and had been so in love with each other and were definatly enjoying themselves. She had just finished reading it when the fingerprints rang in.

Abby looked up and nearly dropped her magazine. The finger prints matched a man who'd been accused of not only muruder but blasphemy, bartery, and harassment on more than one account, especially the bartery to his children, wife, and lovers. Abby quickly stood up and turned around and crashed into Gibbs, who'd been carrying her caf-pow and his coffee and she quickly stilled his shaking hands before anything spilled over him.

She smiled at him and saw the look in his eyes said that he wasn't to happy about any of this. "Gibbs, this guy's records are WAY to coinsidental that he may have killed these girls, and his records state that he may be very, very possesive of his 'property'. He's been charged with blasphemy, murder, harassment, and bartery to friends, family, lovers, children, it's almost as if he's been trying to prove that no one's allowed to be with his family or children or--"

"Abs?"

"Not that it's a bad thing to be possesive over your children! I'm just saying that--"

"Abby!"

"Yes?"

"Here." He gave her the caf-pow.

"Thanks. Anyways, this guy's name is Yvonchi Grunch. Yvonchi Grunch had three wives, fourteen lovers, twenty children, and only one or two friends since high school. I think his next target would be anyone who does forensics, mostly because he'd rather not have competition for his 'job title'."

"Abs?"

"Yes, Gibbs?"

He kissed her cheek. "Good job. Now get me Ducky. I need to ask him about the body."

"Okie-dokie, Gibbsy!" She quickly hit the on switch. "Ducky! Ducky! Ducky!! Gibbsy wants to talk to you!"

Ducky appeared on the monitor. "Ah! Abigail has arrived! Where is Jethro?"

"Here, Ducky. Did the man who came in have any color left in his eyes? The blood wasn't completely drained from him, so I'd like to know if there's still color in his eyes, Duck."

"Right! I was just checking that. There is still some color in his eyes. He had very nice blue eyes, Jethro. It kind of reminds me of the time when we met that red head with the deep blue eyes in Mexico, Jeth--"

"Thanks, Ducky." Gibbs left.

"--ro..."

"I'd like to hear the rest of this!" Abby said happily as she rested her elbows on the titanium steel table.

All to suddenly, a bullet was fired right through the glass and collided with the table as Abby hit the deck. She sat up and saw the camera lying down right next to her, still fizzing from the disconnection. She turned around and saw the bullet hole in the glass and gasped. Again, a bullet came at her and she ducked as it grazed her raised left arm and she quickly crawled almost out of sight and saw another bullet whizz in and slamm into the concrete right in front of her and she quickly backed up and pretty much pressed herself against the opposite wall near the freezers. Who would be firing at her in broad daylight like this?

She quietly slipped into her office and tried to dial up Gibbs but she felt a bullet hit her shoulder and she passed out after banging her head on the wall behind her desk and she heard nothing but the soft pounding of her racing heart.