"Alright, Abby, go over it again. What happened?"
Abby was trembling, eyes wide. "I-I'm not sure Gibbs…I got a phone call from Kylie and she said she was being followed. Kylie said that she was on the corner of Goodman and Portland and she mentioned a name…Mathys I think. T-Then there was running and a female scream and the line went dead."
Gibbs slammed his hand on his desk. He refused to let an agent get hurt, especially a new one. "McGee I need Kylie's home address. Tony, Ziva, get ready to move out. Abby get to the lab and get all the information you can on Kylie and this Mathys person."
"Yes sir!" There was a rush of activity as everyone did as they were told. Soon Gibbs had three agents standing before him, ready to go.
"Boss, I got her address right here. It's about half an hour away."
"Good McGee. Let's go."
They all headed to the elevator, tense and worried. Tony went to push the down button when the door opened. Out stepped Director Shepard, still dressed in casual clothes.
"Report."
"She called Abby about two hours ago. Said she was being followed then was most likely attacked and the line went dead. We are going to her apartment now and checking the surrounding area."
"Alright. I will go and help Abby with finding information. Call us if you find anything."
Gibbs nodded and they piled into the elevator, riding it down to the parking garage. Tony and Ziva slipped into the back and McGee rode shotgun. Before they had even got their seatbelts on Gibbs was speeding off.
After about twenty minutes they reached Goodman and Portland. Gibbs pulled over and parked, looking back at Ziva and Tony.
"You two. Take a side and searched the whole area. Bag everything you find. We don't know what could help. McGee and I will check her apartment."
"Yes sir," Tony didn't even argue or give a smartass remark back. They all knew how serious it was then. When Tony didn't joke it meant he was really worried.
Ziva and Tony got out and took opposite sides, eyes straining for any clue of what had happened here just hours ago. They were silent, knowing that talking could make them miss an important detail.
Fifteen minutes passed without a sound and Ziva stopped to look over at Tony, having noticed that he had stopped several feet back. "You find something Tony?"
Tony looked up and nodded slightly before realizing that Ziva probably really couldn't see it.
"Yeah I found a cell phone that looks like it was issued from NCIS. It looks like it was smashed."
Ziva jogged over and started to flash her light around. Finding something she knelt down and took out a swab. "I found blood."
"We need to get these back to Abby. Let's get to Kylie's apartment."
With that they started walking towards the apartment complex that was nearby. Letting themselves inside her place, they started looking around. It was neat, even if most everything was still packed in boxes.
"Boss? We found a cell phone and blood." Tony peeked into the bedroom, wrinkling his nose at the boringness of it. Then he moved onto the kitchen, where McGee and Gibbs were leaning over a computer.
"Find anything Probie?"
Gibbs and McGee looked up before McGee turned back to the computer. "A lot of appointments but that's about it. Wait-" He started typing quickly on the computer, frowning slightly in concentration. "There's an appointment here for a court date. It was set for this Friday at ten."
"Court date? She hasn't mentioned anything about that to me. Did she mention it to you Tony?"
"We're not exactly best buds Ziva."
"She asked me for Friday off." Gibbs statement silenced both of them and they looked back at McGee.
"Any more information on it?"
"Let me check her e-mail." Tim started typing again, searching through the most recent e-mails. What he found shocked him a bit.
"From what I can tell she was going to court to put a man named Jacob Mathys away. At the moment she had a restraining order against him."
"Mathys? Isn't that the name Abby said?"
Gibbs straightened and started for the door. "Let's get back. McGee, bring the laptop."
Everyone moved towards the door and once again they were racing down the street towards headquarters. Once there they went straight down to the lab.
"What have you got for me Abs?"
Abby and the Director looked up, both looking worried.
"It's not good Gibbs."
