Abby's eyes fluttered open, but they didn't stay open long. She groaned as she tried to move her head. She had a terrible headache, and couldn't remember why she would have one.

Finally she found the strength to re-open her eyes. She had to blink a few times to get rid of the fuzziness. She looked around. She was lying on the floor of, what looked like, a bedroom. The walls were white and dirty. She pushed herself into a sitting position, holding herself up with her arms. There was a bed with an old comforter that looked like it hadn't been washed in twenty years. The comforter was halfway pulled back, revealing white, dingy sheets. Two pillows with light blue pillowcases were at the head of the bed. Nothing looked clean.

She looked down at the floor. Old, flat carpet. It probably used to be white, she guessed, but now it was a grayish color. It was clearly covered with dust and dirt.

She scrunched her face as the aching worsened in her head. She raised a hand to feel the back of her head. She couldn't feel any blood, nor was there any on her hand when she brought it back around and looked, but it hurt… bad.

She looked up above the bed where there was one, small window. There was a little bit of light shining through the window, letting her know that it was daytime.

She thought hard, trying to remember how she ended up… wherever she was.

Short memories flashed through her mind.

Tim's apartment.

Walking to his door.

Using her key.

Finding drugs.

Tim looked terrible.

Argument.

"I need to call my parents… My mom and my dad."

Walking out of Tim's apartment, crying.

Getting out her phone to call Gibbs.

That was it. That's all she could remember. The rest was blank.

Abby took a deep breath, 'It's daytime now. They'll realize I'm missing and they'll find me. They'll find me soon,' She thought to herself, trying to remain calm.

"Good morning, Ziva," Tony said with a smile as he entered the bullpen.

"Good morning, Tony. You seem awfully chip-like today."

"Chipper," Tony corrected, "And I am. I'm not going to let the current situation pull me down anymore. Everything will work out just fine."

Ziva raised an eyebrow, "Okay?… You sound very unlike yourself. It is weird. I am not sure I like it."

Tony sat at his desk and glared at her, "It's either positive attitude, or depressive blob of lard, which do you prefer?"

"Positive attitude it is."

"That's what I thought."

Just then Gibbs came walking into the bullpen, coming from the back elevator.

"Good morning, Boss. How are y-"

"Where's Abby?" Gibbs interrupted.

"I, uh, I don't know. I just got here like two minutes ago."

"That's cause you're late. You should have been here half an hour ago."

Tony cringed, "Right… Traffic?"

"Nice try. Ziva, have you heard from Abby?"

She shook her head, "I have not. The last I heard was from last night. She told me that she wanted to check on Tim. He kept dodgeballing her and she was becoming frustrated."

"Dodging," Tony corrected her… for the second time in less than three minutes.

Ziva gave him a quick glare, "Whatever," She said, then turned her attention back to Gibbs, "I told her not to go. That it would be a waste of time, but she insisted. She probably slept with him."

Both Gibbs and Tony gave her an odd look.

"What? She went over there very late, is it not possible that she fell asleep at his place?"

Gibbs rolled his eyes and sighed, "Come on, both of you."

"Where are we going, Boss?" Tony asked as he and Ziva stood up.

"McGee's place."

Tony glanced at Ziva, "Is that a good idea?"

"You got a better one? I've called Abby three times, no answer. The last place she was at was McGee's, apparently."

Tony sighed, "To McGoo's house we go…"

As they pulled into Tim's apartment complex, Ziva pointed to Abby's car, "See, I told you she was probably still here."

Gibbs parked beside her car and they all got out.

Gibbs took a deep breath as he headed up to Tim's place, already regretting what he knew was to come.

When they reached Tim's door, Tony knocked.

Tim was sitting at his computer chair, staring at his computer screen. He was wearing the same sweatpants from the night before, but he had now put on a white t-shirt… It used to fit, but not it just hung on him loosely.

He got up slowly when he heard the knock on the door. He looked out the peephole to see Ziva, Gibbs, and Tony.

He immediately began to panic. He looked around at the mess.

Tony knocked again, "Let us in, McGee!"

'The pills!' He thought, rushing over to find a place to hide them.

Gibbs gave Ziva the nod, and she quickly worked her magic, unlocking the door in record time.

Tim had barely had time to get half the pill bottles in his hands when they entered.

He froze, as did they, when their eyes met.

They all looked him up and down, noticing how his pants and t-shirt barely fit anymore. His scrawny arms. His sunken in eyes, and the dark circles underneath them. The pill bottles in his hands.

"Wh- What are you doing here?" He asked nervously.

"Abby," Gibbs replied.

"What?"

"Where's Abby?" Gibbs asked, his voice soft and… sad.

Tim shook his head, "I… I don't know what you're talking about."

"Her car's outside, Tim," Tony said, finally finding his voice.

"No. No, she left last night," He set the pill bottles back on the counter, scratched his head, and began to laugh, "She was acting weird. She… She said my dad was dead," He looked up at them, expecting them to laugh along with him.

"Tim-"

Gibbs held out his hand, stopping Ziva from going any further.

Gibbs took a step closer to Tim, "McGee, can you tell me when Abby left?"

Tim scratched his head again, looking down at the floor, seemingly in deep thought, "Um… It. It was night time. It was dark."

Gibbs nodded, "Okay. I'm gonna need you to come into work with us, McGee. Can you get dressed?"

Tim looked at him like he was crazy, "Of course, I can… Is.. Is Abby okay?"

"No… No, I don't think she is, Tim."

"Oh God… I'll be ready in five minutes." Tim walked passed them and headed to his room.

"Oh my God," Tony said in shock, both at Tim and the fact that Abby was missing.

Gibbs walked over to the pill bottles, "Ziva, find me a bag somewhere."

"What are you going to do?" She asked as she began looking.

"Throw these out."

"Tim will not be happy about that."

"I don't care. He doesn't need them. Tony, go back down to Abby's car. Look everywhere, for any clues."

Tony nodded, "Boss… What about Tim? He's not… He's not right."

"Let me worry about that, okay? Go."

"Yes, Boss."

Tony left and Ziva found a bag under the kitchen sink. Gibbs put all the bottles into the bag, then tied it up, "Get rid of this before he comes back out."

"I will go downstairs and find the dumpster."

Now it was just Gibbs. He rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache coming on.

He turned to the fridge and did the exact same thing that Abby had done the night before. He looked in the fridge, freezer, and the cabinets, searching for food. He was met with the same thing that Abby was met with… Nothing.

He shook his head and walked out of the kitchen. The living room was scattered with photos and papers from the case, random books, empty energy drink cans, and empty pill bottles.

Now, on top of worrying about Tim's sanity, he had to worry about Abby disappearing… and, most likely, being in the hands of Jack.

Abby finally felt the strength to stand. She used the wall for support as she got up. She walked around the room, but their wasn't much to see. It wasn't a very big space. Just enough room for a bed, then possibly a dresser and nightstand, although those two things weren't in the room.

She turned the doorknob. Locked. Not that she was expecting it to be unlocked.

Abby groaned again, the pain in her head returning. She walked back to the far corner of the room. She was just about to sit back down when the doorknob to the room turned.

Her heart began to pound.

The door opened revealing the man. The man who had been to her house. The man who had talked to her about he bat figurines. The one who she thought was harmless, only to later find that he was anything but...

He smiled, "Hello, Abigail. Welcome to the game."

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