I do not own NCIS...Though I wish I owned McGee...sigh

Again school is in full swing now so I might not update. By the way I have this story written out farther than I've typed. I'm just lazy like that.

Chapter Eleven

Medical Examiner Donald Mallard walked into the bullpen to make sure that McGee was handling himself alright. It was late, way past closing time, though none of Gibbs' team had left, they were all deep in their tasks. McGee was practically staring at the telephone. Tony and Ziva were too engrossed in their tasks to even think about scratch. McGee barely even seemed to breathe.

No one seemed to notice Ducky's entrance. Not even Gibbs and nothing usually got past him. "Hey Duck" Ducky was correct, nothing got past Gibbs. "I have to ask you something." That surprised Ducky, he usually just asked.

"Very well Jethro" Ducky responded, even he knew that no one went against Gibbs, that was the unspoken, unwritten, unofficial rule 53. He followed Gibbs into the elevator. They had used the elevator as an office before and it didn't stop them then.

Once the elevator was stopped by the emergency switch, Gibbs spoke. "McGee hasn't talked since I told him about Abby. Is that normal, Duck?"

Ducky thought about it, it wasn't that unusual, everyone handled grief in different ways. "Nothing is normal with kidnappings, Jethro." Ducky explained "Especially when someone is close to the victim or when the victim is close to someone not kidnapped." Ducky was trying not to go off on a tangent, like he so often did.

Gibbs understood, he remembered when he had lost Shannon and Kelly. He wouldn't let McGee go through the same hell. "Can you tell me anything about her captor?" Any leads would help, anything at all.

Ducky paused, thinking about the brief encounter that he'd witnessed between McGee and Abby's captor. "In my opinion Jethro" Ducky began again "This person is in the destruction phase, the last phase of the three phases of obsession" He thought more about what he had heard "I imagine at first this person tried to just talk to Timothy or send him letters. Then this person became obsessed, but Timothy did not return the attention so he person moved to the destruction phase. This person wanted to get Timothy's attention any way they could."

"So this bastard took Abby to get back at Tim?" Gibbs asked, it made sense, after all someone had come after Abby before, though that was because of McGee's book.

"Yes, it appears so Jethro" Ducky spoke "Also something yo should know about our mysterious stalker" He added remembering the brief conversation "Because of the rules they set I am inclined to this person is very detail oriented, very sure of their actions." Gibbs was unsure what Ducky was trying to explain. "If this person says that they will hurt Abigail, they will indeed hurt Abigail. They will follow their rules to the letter."

Gibbs paused, he didn't doubt that the sick bastard would hurt Abby. He knew she was in danger, that was the risk of working at NCIS and apparently dating a top novelist, especially Thom E. Gemcity. "So McGee shouldn't get any answers wrong" Gibbs answered, but he already knew that "I'll let McGee know" He didn't mean to sound sarcastic, it just came out that way.

Ducky let the sarcasm slide "Yes, Jethro, that would be the best" He paused as he realized "If this person thinks that Abby has more hold over Timothy than they do, they will do whatever it takes to break that hold, by whatever means necessary. There is no limit to which they will go." he made another realization. "This has the allusion of a jealous wife and her cheating husband."

Gibbs knew that all too well, he had after all had four wives. "Well let's bring this bastard in as soon as possible."

Ducky cleared his throat "Actually Jethro, from my findings, I suggest that it is no bastard you are looking for but someone of the female persuasion." So not a bastard, but a bitch.

"Thanks Duck" Gibbs responded as he reached for the switch. The elevator roared to life, the doors opened to reveal Tony and Ziva listening, McGee was still at his desk in a daze. Gibbs didn't get angry or annoyed. "Good you're here" Tony and Ziva looked to each other confused. "Ziva go over McGee's past focusing on his exs. Tony, I want McGee's and Abby's phone records. Then when you're done with that go to Abby's apartment and get everything, and I mean everything." Even Ducky was unsure what was going on. "Set it up in the garage,exactly as it is there" That wasn't so crazy. "McGee needs to start-"

Gibbs was cut off by a ringing phone, McGee's ringing phone. They all darted back to the bullpen and surrounded McGee's desk as he put the phone on speakerphone.

"McGee" He spoke, just as nervous as ever. The support of his co workers all but forgotten. None of them could answer the questions or Abby would die. He just wanted it all to be over. He just wanted Abby back in his arms again,safe and sound.

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Forensics Scientist Abigail Sciuto knew there was someone else in the darkness. Was it the Man? She felt one of her arms being uncuffed and then something sharp inserted into her brachial artery. She knew she was being drugged.

Her head swam but she still felt and heard everything around her. She felt the man return her arm to the chains above her head. She felt him on her and later heard him leave, then she heard her captor and McGee. She clung to McGee's voice to keep herself grounded, if she didn't she felt she would float away and never return.

"McGee" He spoke, still nervous, but when was he not nervous, that made him who he was, that made him truly McGee. That made him her Timmy, her Timmy McGee.

The voice changer whined as her captor inhaled forcefully "Are you ready for your second question, Special Agent Timothy Sean McGee?" She paused "Or are you ready to give up and let her die?"

There wasn't even a pause on the other end. "I will never ever give up on her!" McGee shouted, that was her Timmy, sometimes nervous but so determined when it counts. "I will not let her die! Not now, Not ever!" That was her Timmy, so steadfast and true "Ask me one question, ask me a million questions, I will save her!" Did someone put courage juice in his coffee this morning?

The captor laughed, that was exactly what she wanted, but how to make him see he was chasing the wrong girl? "Your question, Special Agent Timothy McGee" so much malice in her voice. Abby could just see McGee, in her head, pumped for the next question. "What has been the first item on Abigail's Christmas list since she was seven years old?" Abby closed her eyes to the endless darkness. McGee had to know that didn't he? They'd spent so many Christmases together but had she shown him her Christmas list? Shit! She hadn't! Of course she knew the answer, but did McGee?

It was do or die time. Abby could hear McGee inhale from her dungeon and she held her breath. She held her breath for so long that her head swam even more than before. "The answer is" he paused, over taken by nervousness "Black Nail polish" A total guess, everyone knew that, Even McGee knew it was wrong but he had to guess.

"WRONG!" the voice changer squealed in absolute agony, like it had never been in so much pain before. Even Abby clenched her eyes shut in agony. Her captor would hang up the phone and McGee would be lost. "One more question and she's dead Special Agent McGee" she was teasing him, teasing her Timmy! That was not allowed!

"GOD DAMN IT!" She heard McGee shout so Valiant, so true before the phone cut out and the door to her dungeon creaked open, her captor wielding a very sharp scalpel again.

Hi, Guys. As you know the captor is asking questions. Would you guys happen to have any that you think they should ask? Also, can you guys think of any songs that sum up Abby and McGee really well, how about some that he could sing to her? PM me if you have any suggestions. Thanks. Robin's chick.