Gibbs and the other team members arrived at the scene 20 minutes later with

a heavy heart. First Kate, then Jenny, now Abby. As the team gathered around her

cold, wet, partially burned body, they all began to tear up. Abby was a bubbly,

loveable women who loved everyone and hardly ever held a grudge. Who would be so

mad at her to kill her?

Tony knelt down beside her body. The black hair had partially singed, the features

burned from the face. He touched the hair, which was uncharacteristically down

instead of in her signature pigtails.

"Dinozzo, help McGee and Ziva process the scene. Me and Ducky can it here."

"Got it boss." Tony left and Gibbs knelt down beside Abby's cold, lifeless body.

"I'm so sorry Abbs." All of the good times he had flashed through his head. No

matter what mood he had been in, She could always make him feel better and out a

little hop in his step.

They brought everything back to NCIS and began to work it as any other case.

Ziva took the evidence down to Abby's lab and said "hey Abby can you…" Then, she

remembered that Abby was gone. She sat the evidence down on the floor of the lab

and walked over to the stand where Bert was perched, waiting to be picked up and

squeezed. Ziva picked him up and then sat down in front of the large chemical cooler

and began to cry. She had began to grow close to Abby over the past few years. She

was going to miss her so much.

"Hi…can you help me?" Ziva looked up to see a young women dressed in a

casual dressy outfit holding a box of things. She had long wavy red hair and deep

green eyes. She looked so familiar, but Ziva wasn't able to place her.

"Sure...I'm Ziva David. Nice to meet you." Ziva got up and wiped her eyes.

She held out her hand and the girl shook it.

"I know who you are. I'm Rebekah Shepard. I'm going to be doing the

forensic work on Abby's case." Her name threw Ziva for a loop. "Are you related to

Jenny Shepard? She has a 12 year old daughter with the same last name…" Rebekah

nodded. She was my twin sister. When the twins were born, she named one after me

and one after mom. People get me confused with her a lot. Its okay, really."

"Oh…now I understand…" Ziva helped her unpack her things and told about

the team, what to expect from Tony, Gibbs, Ducky. They talked for a few hours about

the job, Jenny, the girls. Meanwhile, upstairs in the squad room, the team was trying

to find their missing forensic specialist. They weren't going to believe she was dead

until every test that could possibly be ran confirmed that it was her.

"Gibbs, tell me its not true. Tell me its not Abby." McGee had tears in his

eyes. "McGee its not Abby. I promise you that." Just as he turned to go get a cup of

coffee, he saw Abby walking into the squad room with bloody clothes and her hair a

mess.

"Help me Gibbs." Abby stood there by the desks. Her hair was in a mess, her

makeup smeared. Her clothes were filthy and torn, and she had multiple cuts and

lesions all over. Gibbs walked over and took her into his arms. The minute she was in

his embrace, she began to cry.

"Shh Abby. You'll be okay now I promise. I'll never let you out of my site like that again…"

"Gibbs…it was horrible. Me and my sister were walking home, and they came

up behind us. Took us into the bushes…and…he…he raped me. The other

kidnapped my sister…left me for dead. We have to find them. We have to find my

sister.

"That bastard raped you?" this made Gibbs furious. No one hurt his Abby. No

one. That was like hurting one of his girls. "We…we found your sister, Abbs."

"You did? Is…Is She okay?" Abby looked at Gibbs with tears falling down her

cheeks. He wrapped a blanket around her shoulders and sat her down in the chair at

his desk. He hated having to give her bad news like this, but, he knew he had too. "We

believe that we found your sister. LEO's found her behind a bush in Georgetown.

There was no evidence of a rape, but she was wearing a skirt, so we will have to wait

on conformation of that. She's dead Abby. The facial features were burned from her

face. Everyone thought it was you. What was she doing with your ID Abby?" Abby

began to cry.

"We have identical purses, so I guess I picked up the wrong one. I never

thought about that until now…She's…She's really dead?" Gibbs motioned to McGee,

who came over.

"Abby, We need you to come down to Autopsy to identify her. Are you willing

to do that for us?" Abby nodded and they headed down to Autopsy. Meanwhile,

upstairs, Ms. Shepard was up in the squadroom telling Ziva and Tony her findings.

"When I first began to go over the evidence, I wasn't for sure where to start, so I took

the black light over the clothes that was on the victim…"

"Abby's Sister."

"What?"

"The victim is Abby's sister." Ziva corrected her.

"Oh…Okay. I'm sorry to hear that. As I was examining the clothes, I found

traces of semen. So I was able to isolate the DNA. It belongs to a Mike Earstien. She

stuck a sticky note to Tony's jacket. Here's his current address." Ziva and Tony

grabbed their weapons and headed to the door, calling Gibbs.

"Hey Boss. Shepard found traces of semen on Abby's sisters clothes. Traced it to a

Mike Earstein."

"Bring him in."

"On our way now boss."

"Tell my ex sister in law that she did a good job."

Tony and Ziva arrived at Mike's house about 15 minutes later. He was out in the

front yard. When they got out of the car, he turned around. "Can I help you?"

They showed him their badges.

"Where were you one Monday night between 8 pm and 10 pm?"

"I was here."

"Is there anyone that can verify that?"

"No. My wife was on a business trip in California…Why?"

"We found traces of your semen on the clothes of a dead women that had just enlisted

in the guard."

"That's impossible. I've only had sex with my wife."

"Then you wouldn't mind giving us a DNA sample." Tony was looking around

the garage and found a trash bag that had some clothes hanging out of them. They

had blood and grass stains on them.

"Oh…hey. Lookie here…Been playing a rough game of baseball lately?"

"Hey! You have no…" Ziva spun him around and cuffed him.

"You are under arrest for the murder and rape of Angelea Sciuto." As she

walked him to the car and read him his Miranda rights, Tony gathered the trash bag

that contained the clothes and put them in the trunk. Gibbs was gonna have a field

day with him.