Oh my goodness. I am so sorry for the extremely long delay. I had stopped writing this story a year ago because I had written myself into a corner. I had just figured that I would stop for a few days and figure where this story was going. That quickly turned into a very long hiatus. It didn't help that my life decided to become a roller coaster ride. So again I am sorry. I will try to post more chapters soon. ~Misslizzymizzy.

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The burning smell of antiseptic enveloped him as he stepped through the doorway of the hospital. Each step that he made seem cautious and calculated, like a cat on the prowl. He easily found DiNozzo's room, surprisingly unguarded. The nurses nearby even smiled at him, deeming him friendly because of the overstuffed bear in his arms.

This was easy.

Entering DiNozzo's room he couldn't stop the gleeful sadistic grin from appearing on his face. His plans were coming along better the he could have dreamed off.

"Oh Agent DiNozzo how many different ways I could end you right now." He whispered to the sleeping man.

"So many choices. I could be messy and carve that pretty boy face of yours with one of my knifes. I could be quick and turn off your vent. Or I could be creative. Yes I like creative. How interesting it would be to simply take a syringe full of bleach and insert it into your IV. You wouldn't believe how much fun it is to watch someone die like that. The horrified panic that crosses their faces and the screams of agony that they make as the bleach quickly eats away at their organs. Oh the screams…"

He paused remembering in delight of his gruesome acts. But in a flash his face turned dark and angry.

"But killing you now would ruin my plans. You see I want you to suffer. I want you to see everything you love destroyed in front of you. It's only fair because you took away my life when you locked me up. An eye for an eye."

Davis walked to a nearby table and placed the bear on it with an envelope addressed to Agent Gibbs and DiNozzo.

"You rest up DiNozzo. You'll need your energy for what's coming."

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Birds squawked and flew away as the Charger came to a screeching halt in front the apartment building; Jeanne's building to be exact. Gibbs, McGee and Ziva quickly exited the car and headed towards the stairwell.

"Apartment 12 boss" McGee told Gibbs.

As they neared the door the noticed it was cracked. Nodding to Ziva and McGee, Gibbs quickly pushed the door open. The sight of blood nearly made them freeze from checking all rooms. With a flurry of movement all areas were checked.

"My God." Ziva said in appalled disbelief. "Gibbs Tony was force to watch Jeanne's death." She said as she stared at a lone chair that was in front of a dried blood pool.

Gibbs found her standing in the bedroom, her face pale and frozen. The sight of the bloody chair made him feel sick. He had seen countless gruesome crime scenes over the years but the sight of this blood made him feel faint.

"Jesus" McGee muttered as he peered into the room.

"Why didn't he kill Tony boss?" he asked.

"Cause he doesn't want Tony dead. He wants him to suffer." Gibbs growled out. "McGee start processing the scene. Ziva go door to door and ask everyone if they saw or heard anything." He ordered

For two hours Gibbs and McGee combed the apartment bagging and tagging every piece of evidence they could find. In a wall they found a bullet lodged into it. The problem with all their efforts was that they already knew who did it and why he did it. The problem was that with all their evidence was what it didn't tell them; where was Davis?

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Abby felt isolated and scared. She didn't like it one bit. Ever since Gibbs came to the conclusion of what Davis was planning she had been ordered to not leave the building and to top it off he had a security guard posted in her lab. After what happened with the Chip fiasco and now this, Gibbs was taking no chances. She understood completely but this security guard was driving her crazy.

Furiously typing away at her keyboard, she could feel the guard's eyes on the back of her head. He was like one of those precious moments figurines; their eyes seem to follow you, unblinkingly.

Creepy.

"So Tommy boy what do you think of Dir En Grey?" Abby asked trying to get some kind response from him. Her question seemed to startle him and he replied in the best way he could, much to Abby's disappointment.

"Huh?"

"Dir En Grey, awesome band Tommy boy. Rock band from Japan. Do you like rock and heavy metal? Or are you into something else." she asked.

"I don't like music." he replied nasally.

Abby felt like she wanted to bang her head on her desk. This guy was so boring and creepy. She had been trying to get him talking about something, a task she thought would have been easy considering how many times she caught him staring at her ass. Once is flattering, twice is annoying and the third time is 'stop staring at my ass before I beat you!'.

"Come on Tommy boy work with me here. You have to like some kind of music?" She pestered

"I don't like music." He repeated.

Walking behind him Abby mimed strangling him

"Now Abby that's not nice." Ziva admonished teasingly as she entered the room with bags of evidence.

"Ziva!" Abby squealed. "I missed you so much. I been worried, super worried. I mean come on creepy serial killer convict meany is out there and you have been out there and thank god your back!" she rambled.

"Abby I wasn't gone that long…" Ziva started to say when Abby hugged her tightly.

"Get him out of here." Abby whispered to her.

"What's wrong with him?"

"Nothing except he is super boring and his eyes seem to wander, you know."

"Ah." Ziva replied as she was released by Abby.

"Its ok for you to leave now Agent Brinkley." Ziva told him.

"Agent Gibbs told me to stay here until he returned." He replied

"Abby is perfectly safe with me and I believe that your orders from Agent Gibbs was to wait until he or a member of his team showed back up yes?

"That is correct." He answered.

"Well seeing that I am a member of his team and that Gibbs will be down here shortly, I would say it would be ok if you left now." Ziva said in a tone that left no argument.

As he started to leave Abby almost starting dancing.

"Oh thank god I thought he would never leave. Did you find anything?"

"Yes, Jeanne's apartment is where it happened."

Ziva handed Abby the evidence bag with bullet.

"It's a .38. It's the same that was used to shoot Tony." Abby said as she examined the bullet.

"Abby I will warn you, the photos are awful. It sickened me to see the scene. Just…brace yourself."

"You're scaring me Ziva. What exactly was there?"

"Abby, Tony was forced to watch Jeanne's rape and murder. He was…" Ziva stopped to compose herself. "Davis tied him to a chair in front of where Jeanne died."

"Oh God." Abby whispered.

"I want to kill this monster in the most painful way possible. For him to hurt Tony in such a way heats my blood." Ziva continued.

Abby ignored Ziva's phrase mistake, instead she stayed silent trying to not to breakdown. She turned her back Ziva to stare at the computer.

"This is so wrong." She muttered.

She about jumped out of her skin when she felt two strong arms wrap around her but melted when she felt a kiss on her cheek.

It's going to be ok Abby. We are going to get this dirtbag." Gibbs told her.

She relished in the warmth of his body against her for a few moments longer before she pulled away.

"I know that Gibbs. I am just afraid of what is going to happen before we get him." She told him.

Gibbs couldn't really say anything. He knew for a fact that unless some miracle occurred and Davis was suddenly found, more bad things were going to happen. The thought alone sent chills down his spine.

TBC…