Ok, so here it is, yes I know he probably doesn't really exist. But I couldn't bare to make Palmer the stalker for two reasons. 1) He's an amazingly funny character and way too innocent to do something like that 2) I believe Abby is like his sister, that would be wierd. Thanks again to my regular reviewers for all your kind opinions.

"David, DiNozzo, go bring him in." Gibbs barked out commands rapidly, trying to make sense of this. He thought his observation skills were better than that, he must have talked to the man at least several times over the years. "Your not leaving this room." He turned to Abby, who was looking rather confused. "Not for any reason. Lock the door and stay put. Mcgee, with me."

She wasted no time in following Gibbs order, locking the door behind them and turning up her stereo now that she was alone. How could she have been so stupid? It wasn't like she couldn't have figured it out if she had thought about it. He'd been acting strange ever since she broke up with him two years ago. William Marshall had always been sweet and caring, but he was also possesive and just a tad clingy.

It killed her to think just how possesive he really was, he was stalking her. God, that was the worst part, she could have opened her eyes and stopped this. Now, there was a chance that someone would get hurt and it was her fault. The phone rang, causing her to jump. It was at her ear before the second ring. " This is Abby."

"Abs, I'm sorry, we can't find him." Tony's breathless voice was the only soothing thing at the moment. Of course he wasn't there, she hadn't expected them to be able to catch him that easily. As a janitor, he heard pretty much everything. So he'd have known they were looking for him, before they got to where he was.

"That's ok, Tony." She sighed. They were silent for a second, not quite sure what to say now. The silence was broken by someone trying to open her door. "Hey, Tony?" She whispered, not really wanting to know.

"Yeah?" There was an edge to his voice, he knew that tone.

"Did Gibbs send someone back for me?"

"No." The line went dead before he could ask why. He stood there staring at the phone for a moment, she hung up on him.

She acted fast, keeping the music on so that she could move around undetected. Damn it, she thought bitterly, janitors have keys. Running to the back, she closed the invisible door and hid in the corner. When the other door was forced open, she winced. He was coming, she could see him from where she was sitting.

Her elbow hit a couple of bottles, not hard enough to break them, but enough to catch her attention. Thinking fast, she grabbed one and opened, holding it in front of her. There was a crash as he broke the glass in the door, Abby screamed as particles showered around her, cutting her.

"Abby." The man's voice was soft, still somewhat commanding. "It's time to go."

She looked up at him with tears in her eyes. His pale blonde hair and blue eyes only served to make him look more cruel, almost like a demon too pretty to do any damage. Almost.

"I'm not going anywhere." She shook her head, holding the bottle steady in her hands. He reached down and pulled her up violently, the business end of a gun pressing against the side of her head.

"Your going with me now." His voice was rough, sending a chill down her spine.

Tony knew something was up, but it took him a minute to connect her words and her tone. "Ziva." He turned to look at the assasin. "Something's not right with Abby, she asked if Gibbs sent someone for her."

"Can you be that naive, Tony?" Ziva was already charging for the stairs, they'd be a whole lot quicker than waiting for the elevator. She was already on the phone with Gibbs.

"He's with her, Gibbs. He has her." Her voice was sharp, quick, not wasting any time. Her words rang in Tony's head, causing him to move even faster up the stairs.

William Marshall was not going to take his Abby away from him.