Abby woke up in a van. She didn't even remember getting knocked out, or even getting into the van. She could hear a buzzing, even with her eyes closed she knew that they hadn't thought to take the phone off of her. Rookie mistake, leaving a tech genius with a phone. She pulled it out of her lab coat pocket, making sure she hung up. She checked the caller I.D. Ducky.

She made her decision quickly. She typed out the message: In trouble. Help needed.

After that she put her phone back in her pocket. She could feel the van moving beneath her, they could have been on the road for hours for all she knew. There was no way she could help the team, she had no idea who the men with guns were or where they were going or what their plan was, or, well, anything.

Ducky's first thought was to try Abby's cell. He was standing in the back of her lab, with the rest of the team running around dusting for prints and other things like that. He called, but there was no answer. He waited a few minutes to call again. This time it didn't ring nearly as long, it sounded almost like she'd hung up on him.

Less than five seconds later he got the text message from her and he had to fight to keep his hand steady enough to not drop the phone altogether. He cleared his throat and the whole team abruptly turned round to look at him.

"I just received a text message from Abby." He said quietly.

Everyone stared at him like he was crazy. Dinozzo moved first. He took the phone out of Ducky's outstretched hand and stared at the message, smiling from joy. Hundred percent it was Abby. He decided to text back.

Dinozzo here. Any idea where you are?

The reply came less than two seconds later

Back of van. Out of it a little. No idea where I am or where we're going.

Any idea who they are or what they want?

No

How many of them are there?

Two, armed with guns. Notice my blood on the floor?

Tony grimaced. It was her blood, not the kidnappers. When did they get in your lab?

Dunno. Looking for my earring by mass-spec. Found it and then there he was. Threatened me, the team. Ziva interrupted, I got her out as quick as I could and told her to not let Gibbs bring me Caf-pow. Which I'm now craving…

Alright Abby. Stay calm. Whenever you can let us know anything about what's going on. Be careful.

The gap before her message was much longer this time.

I'm kind of in a bit of a situation already Dinozzo.

"How is she Dinozzo?" Ziva asked.

"Out of it. I think they might have pistol whipped her head and that's how the blood got there." He told her.

"Has she got any idea who they are? What they want? Where they're going?" Tim asked.

"Everybody stop with the questions! She doesn't know anything and that means I don't know anything!" Dinozzo shouted.

Everyone went quiet. Everyone was a little shocked at Dinozzo's out burst, but they all had known it was coming, they also all knew the familial bond that he shared with Abbs.

The entire team stood, dumbfounded. With a lack of anything to do. Ducky and Palmer were already processing Abby's lab and anything they found there would have to be sent to an entirely different lab to be processed. The crime scene, was the lab itself so that made it impossible for them to use any of the multitude of machines and computers to speed up the process.

How things had gone so wrong in the space of an hour and a half at work on a normal morning, nobody knew.

Abby woke up again just as they were about to take her out of the van. This was her chance. Possibly her only chance of escaping them before something bad happened, even though she was already in a situation that would count as something bad happening, kind of like when-

She was cut off from her rambled thoughts when she heard the gunmen exit the van. She tensed, readying herself to launch out of the van and run as far as she could. She didn't care that both of them were huge guys, both armed with guns and both were kidnappers and kidnapping often escalated into torture and murder…

The door opened, but only a crack, not enough for her to get enough force to have a tiny chance of escape. It wasn't too much later that she saw the gun poking through the gap. She tried to move out of the shot, but there was nowhere to go that was clear. They pulled the trigger. She felt the throbbing pain in her chest. She fell away into the darkness.

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