Unresolved Love (part III)

The team drove back to NCIS, not knowing they were going further away from Abby. She just so happened to be in the building next to the alley; "Krime Kleaners." She had been abducted, that much was true, but the fact that she was being held in a crime cleaning company's building was strange. The storage room had been emptied out into other various rooms, so it now only held one thing in it, Abby.

The light gray concrete floor was hard and cold. The walls were nothing but dry wall, not even painted yet. If it had pads it would look like a room at the mental hospital. However, Abby was not in a straight jacket, her hands were tied securely behind her back with strong white rope. Silver duct tape was keeping her mouth shut. She sat on the floor in the left corner of the room. The door was steel, and locked from the outside. Only her abductors could get inside, unless someone picked the lock.

Abby regained consciousness not long after she was put in the room. About fifteen minutes after she was awake, the door slowly opened. A tall man dressed in all black and a ski mask came into the room. He must have been at least six feet tall, because he was only a few inches taller than Abby. He walked slowly over to Abby, knelt down to her level, and removed the duct tape from her mouth. He stood back up and said,

"It's nice to see you again Abby."

"Wish I could say the same." She replied. The voice was familiar, she just couldn't remember who it was.

"What, you aren't happy to see me? I'm hurt Abby, I truly am."

"Who are you?"

"You see, that's the fun part, I'm not gonna tell you. Although there is a slight chance you will find out. That is, if we let you live."

"What do you- wait, what do you mean we? There's more than one of you?"

"Come on Abby, you know that two is more fun than one. And I'm not the one who set this whole thing up anyway. The other person, you know very well. You actually know both of us, but you know him better. When he called me and proposed this idea, I couldn't decline."

"I'm only gonna ask this one more time. Who the are you?"

"Okay, I'll at least give you a hint. You've almost died because of me."

"Gee, that narrows it down." Abby said sarcastically. Abby has come close to death many times; there was the car Otto, Ari sniping her, cyanide gas in her lab, the hit man hired to kill her that ended up being tazed in the back of his van, her ex boyfriend stalker Michael, her old lab assistant Chip holding her at knife point-that was it. That was the voice. She knew it sounded familiar.

"You're Chip, my old lab assistant that tried to kill me after you framed Tony." Said Abby.

"Good job Abby! There's just one more thing." Chip walked out of the room. He returned a few seconds later with a metal bat, and walked over to Abby. He bent over and got close to her face.

"My name, was Charles." He said angrily. He stood up straight and looked down at Abby with the bat placed securely in his hand, and swung. It barely clipped the side of her face, later to leave a hefty bruise on her cheekbone.

"So here's the deal. If you anger me, lie to me, or try to escape, I will hit you with either this bat or my fist. Probably which ever is closest." Said Charles.

"No, you're only going to hit her with my permission." Another man walked into the room. He was dressed just like Charles. His voice was also very familiar to Abby.

"Well if I only hit her with your permission we wouldn't get very far." replied Charles. "I thought when you said you manned up you meant it."

"I did, but I don't want you hurting her." the man said.

"Well it's a little late for that now isn't it?" Abby added. Charles smacked her again and harder, but this time Abby tried to role out of the way. He ended up hitting her in the forearm, causing it to snap like a twig. The other man turned him around and punched him in the nose.

"I told you to only hit her with my permission, and I don't remember you asking for it." He said. "Go outside and give me a minute with Abby." Charles left the room leaving the two alone. The man walked over and sat down by Abby. She wasn't exactly thrilled to see him.

"Hi Abby." He said. The more words that came out of his mouth, the more Abby started to recognize who he was.

"Sorry I had to do this to you, but you left me with no other choice. I mean, my other plan failed a couple years back, so I decided to try this one instead." That gave it away. She knew who it was now. It was none other than Michael Mower, the famous stalker.

"What do you mean you had no other choice?! You abducted me stupid! There are lots of other choices! You could..."

"What, send a letter? Email? This is the only way to get to you Abby."

"Michael, you truly are insane."

"Oh good, you know who I am now. That means I can finally take this off." He took off the ski mask, revealing his face. But there was something different about him. He looked stronger, manlier, and less…pitiful.

"Abby, all I ask of you is to cooperate."

"How am I not cooperating? I'm just sitting here!"

"You always were stubborn Abby. That is one of the many things I love about you. And all I want from you is some love in return." That caught her off guard. She wasn't sure what to say next. She looked at him straight in the eye, making him weak. Michael has always had a weak spot for Abby's emerald green eyes. He got up, turned away from her, and walked out of the room. Abby still sat in the corner. She tried to untie her hands, which didn't work too well. Her head and arm were throbbing. She could feel the blood on her head from the gash that appeared when she hit the pavement of the parking lot. The back of her head hurt from when Charles hit her in the head to knock her unconscious. Her cheek and arm hurt of course from the metal bat Charles hit her with. Did she really anger them that much? All Michael really wanted was her, which wouldn't happen. But Charles wanted her dead. He had already tried once, but this time she couldn't fight back. Now Abby could do nothing but wait for one of the psychopaths to come back, or for Gibbs to come to her rescue like he always does. But the team was unfortunately moving a little slower than usual since they didn't have their forensic scientist.

Back at NCIS, Gibbs was over working everyone. The suspect list wasn't big, only three people. One was still in prison, the other two were the guilty ones that were with Abby. Gibbs decided that they would pay Charles a visit first, since he was the bigger threat. When they got to his house, he of course wasn't there. So they decided to pay Michael a visit next, and he also wasn't at his house. Gibbs being smarter than the average senior field agent, took the team and went to the place where Michael worked; "Krime Kleaners."

They all got there in good time. Everyone got out of their cars, took out fully loaded weapons, and got in position. They inched their way inside, only to find nothing, on the first floor that is. They eased their way upstairs to the second story of the building, hoping to find Michael, but preferably Abby somewhere up there. However, the storage room Abby was being held in was down stairs in the basement. Michael and Charles were arguing outside of it.

"Look, I know you want to kill her, but I'm the one in charge here, and I say you can't kill her." Said Michael.

"She's obviously not going to give you what you want, so why not?" argued Charles.

"Because I don't want her dead, and I only hired you to get her here, and to interrogate her."

"Well how am I supposed to get anything out of her if you wont let me hurt her."

"Interrogations can be done without harming her."

"Not with Abby, she wont say a word unless she's trying to trick or insult you." Charles had him there. "Now are you going to let me go in there and actually achieve something or are you just going to keep me out here and lecture me?" he continued.

"Fine. Go." Charles grabbed his bat and reached for the handle on the door.

"Leave the bat here." Ordered Michael. Charles put his bat down and reached for the handle again. "And give me your gun." Charles looked at him funny, and gave his gun to Michael. He wondered how Michael knew he had a gun on him.

"Can I go in now?" asked Charles.

"Go." Charles actually went in this time and looked at Abby. She had managed to stand up on her feet. They weren't tied together, which Charles soon regretted.

"So how'd you get up?" he asked.

"I have my ways."

"Did you have to stretch or did you need something to do while you waited?"

"Actually, I got up so I could do this." Abby walked over to Charles and looked at him straight in the eye.

"So you got up so you could look at me?" Charles asked.

"No, that's not why."

"Then why?"

"I'm glad you asked." Abby bent back slightly and kicked Charles where it hurt most. The force of her kick made her fall backwards and slide across the floor. Charles hit the door and bent over in pain. Abby has a powerful kick! He managed to stand up straight again after a few seconds.

"Okay, that's it!" Charles took out a large knife he had concealed at his waist. "I don't care what Michael says, you gotta go!" He pulled the knife back into the throwing position. He started to throw when Michael came bursting through the door, shooting Charles four times in the upper back. Unfortunately, Charles had managed to continue with his throw, but the knife only clipped Abby in the lower half of her torso, about two centimeters away from the edge on her left side. Gibbs and the team heard the gunshot as they were about to search the basement. They rushed down the stairs and over to the open door of the storage closet. Gibbs, Tony, Ziva, and McGee all looked in the room to see nothing but Charles lying dead on the floor. Then, suddenly they heard the elevator ding, and ran over to it. Michael was carrying Abby into the elevator. Gibbs took Tony's hat off and threw it at the elevator, getting it stuck in the doors and stopping them from closing. They ran into the elevator with guns held high in front of their faces. McGee put his down and grabbed Abby from Michael. Everyone was more than glad to see she was still alive. Tony called Ducky and Gibbs and Ziva handcuffed Michael and took him to NCIS. Ducky and Jimmy got there, took Abby back, bandaged her up, and made sure she was okay. McGee was of course by her side the whole time, and Gibbs made sure Michael Mower never saw the light of day ever again.