Gibbs hurried over to Tim and knelt down beside him.

"Tim," Gibbs said as he laid a hand on Tim's shoulder.

Tim, still lying on his stomach, jerked away from Gibbs as much as he could. "No," He whispered, his breathing fast and heavy.

Gibbs immediately removed his hand, "Tim, it's me. It's Gibbs." He got up and moved over to the other side of Tim, so he could see him.

When he got to the other side he saw that Tim's eyes were shut tight and he was crying. "McGee, open your eyes."

"No, no, no," Tim continued to whisper.

"McGee!" Gibbs said again, but more demanding this time, "Open your eyes." He needed to get Tim out of this trance he seemed to be in right now.

Tim slowly opened his good eye and another tear fell down his face. "B… Boss?"

Gibbs nodded, "It's me, Tim. I'm here."

"You… You found m- me."

"Yeah we did. You're gonna be okay, you hear me?"

"I don't… I don't want the others to… to see me like this."

"I'm gonna turn you over and help you pull your pants back up, okay?"

Tim nodded, "Okay."

Gibbs slowly turned Tim back over, trying to cause him as little pain as possible.

Tim clenched his jaw, holding in the screams that threatened to come out. He didn't even really notice Gibbs pulling up or buttoning his pants. He was feeling too many emotions. He didn't know what to think. He was scared, happy, embarrassed, sad, humiliated, and nervous. The fact that the team had actually found him… it was almost too much to take in.

When Abby watched Gibbs enter that room, she couldn't help but jump up and down, while clapping her hands, then run over to Ducky and give him a big hug.

Ducky was also happy, but he knew that this wasn't the end of the road for Tim. If anything, it was the beginning of an even longer road.

After Gibbs finished fixing Tim's pants, he got up and went to the video camera. He wasn't sure how to turn it off, so he took it off the tripod, laid it on the ground, and smashed it with his foot. "That should do it," He said to himself before going back over to Tim.

"McGee, you need to tell me what hurts." He knew it sounded like a pretty dumb question, especially seeing all the bruises all over his body, but he still needed to know.

"Everything," Tim replied.

"What's the worst?"

Tim paused. "Ribs."

Just then, both Tony and Ziva came into the room.

"We did not fi-" Ziva stopped mid-word at the sight of Tim. She whispered something in Hebrew, then started to go up to him.

"Ziva, go call for an ambulance," Gibbs said, knowing Tim wouldn't want a bunch of people in the room.

Ziva nodded and left out. Tony stood motionless in the doorway. Sure, he had seen the video. He had seen the bruises on Tim… But not like this. It was definitely a lot different in person.

"Boss," Tony began, finding his voice, "What do you need me to do?"

"Help me carry Tim to the car. The ambulance won't be able to make it down that dirt road. We need to take him out to the main road and wait there."

Tony nodded and slowly walked over to Tim, who had shut his eyes again. "Um… Boss, I… I don't wanna hurt him," He said quietly, but not quietly enough for Tim not to hear.

"It's okay," Tim replied, "I c-can walk."

Tony quickly looked down at him, "I- I thought you were out, Tim."

Tim shook his head slowly, "Unfor-tunately, no."

Gibbs sighed, "Tim, you can't walk."

"I can!" Tim replied more loudly. "I don't w- want to be c- carried. Just h- help me w- walk."

Tony looked at Gibbs to see what they would do, and Gibbs nodded.

Slowly and painfully, for Tim anyway, they helped him to his feet.

He made a low groaning noise with every step, but he made it to the car. They all got inside, letting Tim lie down in the back, and drove down the road to meet the ambulance.

Gibbs was walking back to the waiting room with his second cup of coffee when Abby rushed in.

"Gibbs, Gibbs!" She yelled to get his attention.

He looked over then walked up to her, "We don't know anything yet, Abbs."

She wrapped her arms around him, "I was so glad when I saw you in that room. I didn't think you'd get there fast enough and I thought that man would… I thought he'd…" She couldn't finish. It was too depressing to think about.

"I know, Abbs, I know."

They let go of one another and headed towards Tony and Ziva, who were sitting beside each other. Tony was biting his nails and Ziva was filing hers… with her knife.

"Gibbs?"

"Yeah?"

"I think someone was there with them."

"What?"

"I never saw anyone else, but the guy just stopped and looked back, then he said something. I don't think he was talking to Tim. I think someone told him you guys were coming."

Gibbs knew he'd need to check into this very soon, but right now, all he cared about was making sure Tim was okay.

They were both silent for a moment.

"Where's Ducky?" Gibbs asked.

"Parking the car. He let me out first cause I couldn't wait any longer. He said he was afraid I'd jump out while the car was still moving. Is he gonna be okay, Gibbs?"

"He'll live, Abby."

"But is he gonna be okay?"

Gibbs sighed, "The doctor hasn't come back yet. Tim hasn't been back there long."

"Gibbs."

He knew that she was desperate for a straight answer, and that he couldn't give her one. He walked her over to a chair and sat her down, then he sat beside her. "The physical abuse will heal, but I can't say how his mind will be. Not yet anyway."

Abby took a deep breath. Part of her wanted to cry, and the other part wanted to stay strong for Tim. She knew he couldn't see her right now, and would probably never know if she cried or not, but she still felt the need to stay strong. "He'll be okay," She told herself. "...He has to be."

I wanted to end this a bit differently cause I seem to always end hospital chapters the same way; with the doctor coming out and telling the news. I'm getting kind of tired of that way, hence the change :)

Hope you guys liked the chapter :)