A/N: Wow, I gotta say I didn't expect a response like this. Thanks so much to everyone who reviewed and put this on alert. Here's the next chapter, hope it doesn't disappoint. The flashbacks are in italics and what stands between ~'s is in ASL. I don't own anything except uncle David and aunt Jessie.

Chapter Two:

Tony looked at her, even less understanding now. "What do you mean, you're the reason he's in prison?"

Abby opened her mouth to answer him, then changed her mind and shut it again. She smiled a sad smile. "I can't believe I'm telling you this," she said, more to herself than to him. "Only Gibbs and Ducky know. And the director of course."

Tony didn't know what to say. He'd never suspected Abby had a secret like this. "I won't tell anyone, Abbs." He realised he sounded very high school and added: "But of course you don't have to tell me if you don't want to."

She looked up at him, her face still stained with tears. "No, I do want to tell you. Well, I don't really want to tell you, but I want you to know. And I kinda guess that means I'll have to tell you."

She took a deep breath. "So… It all started when I was seven…"

The little girl always loved spending time with her uncle David and aunt Jessie. She loved the way her uncle ruffled her beautiful, black hair and she loved the way her aunt smelled like lavender. So when her mother signed to her she would be staying with her aunt and uncle for a week, she could barely wait to leave.

~Abby, just calm down,~ her mother signed, laughing at the bouncing little girl.

~When are we leaving, Mom?~ she signed back enthusiastically. She could use Sign Language just as easily as English. It came in pretty handy, considering both her parents were deaf.

~In a few hours, Abbs. Just find something to do until then, you're driving me crazy!~ her mother signed, still smiling at her daughter.

"Wait a minute," Tony said. "I thought you didn't like your uncle?"

Abby's smile didn't quite reach her eyes. "I did back then. That changed pretty quickly, though."

The little girl woke up, all sweaty and still caught up in the nightmare that had seemed so real. The door to the guestroom opened and uncle David came in. He turned the lights on and she blinked rapidly at the brightness it caused.

"Abby sweetie, are you okay?"

The little girl started sobbing. "No, I had a nightmare and it was really really scary."

"Oh baby, come here." She buried her face in her uncle's shoulder and let him wrap his strong arms around her fragile body.

"You're all sweaty," uncle David said. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up so that you can sleep some more."

He picked her up and carried her to the bathroom. He undressed her and put her in the bathtub.

Tony stared at her with his eyes wide open. "Wait, you're saying…"

A/N: Again a short chapter, I just suck at longer ones. So, what do you think? Still interesting enough?