"McGee?" Gibbs asked on the phone.

"Yea Boss?"

"Call Vance and have him get an agent to pick up the security tapes from Bethesda from over the past 2 weeks. Then have them bring them to you. We need to have something solid on this guy."

"On it Boss."

Gibbs flipped his phone shut, then looked over to Tony, "Alright, DiNozzo I want you to go and make me want to smack you on the back of the head."

A genuine smile washed over the agent's face "I'll make you proud Boss."

He jumped out of the car and up to the door of the solid brick house. Looking around the porch, he picked up a loose brick and threw it through the nearest window. Tony turned back and looked at Gibbs and winked.

Gibbs nodded his head, letting Tony do what he need to.

The younger agent turned back to the door and began to get down on the porch floor and rolled into a ball.

Gibbs took this action as his cue to quietly move in around to the back.

Tony could hear rapid movements inside of the house, then suddenly all he could fell was a sharp sting on the back of his head, then everything went dark.

As Tony lay there motionless, Brice jumped over him and ran to get into his pick-up truck that was parked in the driveway.

Gibbs noticed the man and very quietly came up behind him, then tapped him on the shoulder. As Brice jumped and turned around, the Special Agent blew a fist across his jaw. When the man fell to the ground, Gibbs turned him over, cuffed him, and put him in the sedan.

Once he was secured in the car, Gibbs ran back to his agent, then knelt down and patted the agent's cheek "Tony, come on Tony, wake up."

A few moments later, a groan escaped his lips "Guess I wasn't a very believable psych ward patient."

Gibbs cracked a smile "Well, he doesn't work with you!" he helped Tony get to his feet "It's time to get Brice into interrogation."

Tony rubbed the back of head "I don't think he is going to take very kindly to me for throwing a rock through his window."

They began to walk back towards the sedan "Well, he's not going to be pals with me either" Gibbs chuckled.

As they got to the car, Tony noticed what his boss was talking about and snickered, "Guess not."

-Back At Abby's Apartment: 6:45a.m.-

"Timmy?" Abby called from the kitchen "Do you want blueberries or chocolate chips in your pancakes?" she asked standing over the stove with a spatula in her hand.

McGee was in the bathroom washing his hands, then smiled as he yelled back "Blueberries please!" He dried his hands, then headed into the living room to check on Ziva who was in the middle of watching 'The Sound of Music'.

They'd all woken up around 5a.m. after going to sleep in the afternoon the day before.

As Tim reached the kitchen, a smile crossed his lips knowing that his girls were getting better so quickly.

He slid onto the bar across from the stove "Abs, now that you are feeling better and able to talk longer periods of time, I've gotta ask you this; Did you see anyone strange or eat anything different on the day you got sick?"

Abby took the pancakes off the stove then put them on a nearby plate and handed them to McGee. She turned back around and filled another plate with pancakes and took it in to Ziva. Tim heard Ziva thank Abby as she walked back into the kitchen.

McGee looked at Abby curiously and leaned forward in the bar stool as he took a bite of his pancakes, "Abby? Did you—"

She turned back to face McGee, "I heard you, Timmy. I've been trying to think of the answer every waking moment I've had," she sniffled "I can't think of anything and it's been nagging so much at me."

McGee put his face in his hands then got up from the stool and went over and pulled Abby in close for a hug, then whispered in her ear, "I'm always going be here for you. It's okay!"

Ziva walked in and a smile crossed her face, "I hate to break up this little love-fest, but I'd like some more pancakes!"

The two broke apart and a slight blush crossed each of their faces, then Abby took the plate out of Ziva's hands and went over to fill it up. "Here you go!"

Ziva went over to the bar and sat next to McGee's setting. "I could really get used to being able to walking around for more than a minute!"

Abby smiled and agreed, "For sure!"

Looking around, Tim smiled "Hey, how would you guys like to play a game?"

A huge smile crossed each of their faces, and almost unanimously the girls replied enthusiastically, "Yes!"

A few minutes later could find the trio sitting around the coffee table playing 'Sorry'. Laughter was echoing throughout the apartment and McGee could've sworn it was the best thing he'd heard all year.

In the middle of the game, Tim noticed Ziva was beginning to get a little pale, "Ziva, I think it's time for you to get some rest."

Any other time, she would've protested, but she was exhausted. Standing up, she rubbed her eyes "McGee, be sure and wake me for dinner! With my appetite beginning to come back," she smiled "I don't want to miss a meal!"

Tim stretched out his back from sitting on the floor and smirked, "I'll be sure to!" Ziva walked back to her room, yawning.

As McGee and Abby heard her door close, the scientist turned to McGee with a smile "You wanna keep playing?"

Laughing, he kissed her on the cheek, "I'd love to!"

For the next half-hour, the couple worked on finishing the game, the whole living room was filled with laughter and smiles. A little while later, they called a truce before the rivalry tore apart their friendship.

"Timmy?" Abby asked after he'd finished putting the game back into the box.

"Hmm?" he wondered as he moved back onto the couch and put his arm around her.

"Do you think we'll be okay now?"

He let out a deep breath, "Yes, I do!"

Abby put her head down, "I'm still worried, especially about Ziva, she's doing so much better, but still—we're both still pretty tired and weak."

"Abs, something like this can't just 'go away', whatever was in your system is thankfully working its way out."

"McGee? How were we able to eat something this morning? We weren't allowed to yesterday."

"Well, I just went out and bought the mix this morning before you woke up, and Gibbs called me and said that they have a suspect in custody and think it's safe."

A sigh of relief escaped from Abby as she laid her head against McGee's shoulder.

Moments later, he could hear her breathing even out. Smiling, he stood and carefully picked her up and carried her back to her bedroom.

Once he had Abby tucked in, he started in on the newly in security tapes. He began to pray, "Dear Lord, please help me find something!"

-Interrogation Observation Room-

Gibbs and Tony were watching through the glass as Brice paced back and forth for over an hour.

After awhile, Gibbs cleared his throat "Alright DiNozzo, I've given you enough time; Did you see Ziva eating anything different than usual or any strangers around the Navy Yard?"

Tony thought for a moment, then sighed, "No Boss, The only thing I was looking at were the new hot interns."

"Well, Tony," Gibbs lightened his tone "I can't say that I blame you for that. You weren't—we all weren't expecting this."

For a few moments, the two agents turned back to the glass. Tony really studied Brice's features, 'medium-build, brown haired, and an average weight', "Boss?"

"Hmm? Gibbs turned to Tony.

"I know we have the security tapes, but what other evidence do we have against him?"

Gibbs headed out the door and nodded his head towards Tony and he quickly ran after his boss into the interrogation room.