Okay I've been working on home work and studding for my S.A.T.s all day. And my back hurts!

So other than a back and head ach I own Zippo.

Weird I'm sitting in my living room and watching a movie with Sasha Alexander. (Catlin Todd.) In the movies always a small part, I wish she would get big in the movies, I love her.

Tony's P.O.V.

My cell beeps three times to tell me I have a text, I open it and my heart sinks. "Boss." McGee and I say at the same time.

"Now is not the time McIdiot, Abby figured out the hinky text." I tell both Gibbs and McGee. McGee falls silent, and Gibbs looks to me.

"Well you gonna tell us or what, DiNozzo?" Gibbs asks in his own Gibbsy way.

"Yeah, uh. Well, it says" I swallow the lump in my through and go on "Help Ari." both of the men I tell this news to be shocked. I can tell by McGee's stunned face and the frozen features on his face.

Gibbs recovers first "Dimmit! Okay, DiNozzo go find out who lives here." he finishes, when a ringing comes from the bed room.

Abby's P.O.V.

Oh god! No. God no. Please let me be wrong on this, please. What should I do? Ah-hah I know, I pick up my cell and call her cell again. Nothing. I call her home phone again and keep repeating 'pick up' in my head almost knowing she won't, but the phone is answered.

Before the person on the other end of the line even have a chance to say a greeting. "Oh my god! Kate are you okay? Did that bastard hurt you? You know Gibbs'll kill him if he laid a hand on you. Kate, talk to me!" I demand.

"Abby?" That was not the voice I wanted, no needed, to hear.

I shake my head "No Gibbs! If this is your sick twisted version of a joke, please stop." I cry. Tears start to run down my face and my make-up runs with them.

I know Gibbs wouldn't do this. But deep down I am wishing, and hoping that he was messing with me and Kate is standing next to him listening to me babble with a smile on her face. And not god only knows were with a terrorist.

"I'm sorry, Abby. There..."

I cut off the man at the other side of the line, "No, Gibbs. Saying sorry is a sign of weakness. You can't say that." I tell him.

"Okay, Abby. But you do need to know we'll have a bit of things for you to go through." he informs me.

I suck in a breath. "Gibbs are you at the explosion?" I ask already knowing the answer.

Ducky's P.O.V.

"How was I supposed to know? You had the map Dr. Mallard!" says my young assistant. As we walk down the hall, I feel as though I have been here before and don't know when, or why.

I nod my head as to end the conversation, and we walk in to the crime scene. When we walk in I Hear Jethro say "Yeah we are." in a gentle voice.

"Oh dear." I say with dread dripping in my voice.

"What is it duck?" Jethro asks me.

I don't want to tell him this knowing he will become too involved if I do. "A child."

Young Timothy sensed the atmosphere and thinks it is a good time for a subject change. "Ah... Boss, before Tony left I found a video camera. When we get it to the lab Abby might be able to get some footage off of it." He informs his boss

I walk over to the third body and can determine that she is in fact female, unlike the body closest to the door. And as I'm about to tell this too Jethro, Anthony comes walking in with a face that say he is about to tell us all, something horrid.

He slowly makes his way to where, Gibbs and myself are standing. "Gibbs." the young man says almost despite for him to understand. By now Tim has joined us and looks just a confused as I feel.

"It's her apartment." Jethro says as if he already knew.

I look to the oldest agent for an explanation, he locks eyes with me and tells me, why I know this apartment. "Catlin Todd."

*flashback*

I was on my way to pick Catlin up from the store, because when she called she had said when she went to the car, all four tiers were cut and someone had scratched the paint.

"Thanks Ducky." The young woman had told me as I helped her with putting her bags in my car.

"Any time Catlin." I say.

We had made small talk on the way to her home, but once I pulled up to where she directed I get out and go to the back where the bag were. "Here I'll help you." I told the agent.

She shook her head. "Oh you don't have too, I'll get it. You've helped so much already." I already had three of the six bags and was walking to the building.

She had gotten the rest of her load and followed me until we reached her door, "Why don't you stay for a little bit and I'll get us some tea?"

"Catlin, that sounds lovely." I told her.

*End Flashback*

Not half an hour latter the police had recovered the boys who had damaged her car. But now I'm in her home and nothing is the same, there is no color, it is all black. No life, just death, and with that thought came the realization that Catlin may be the body laying not three feet away from me.