Alright Brittany, I wrote a bit of what had happened to Abby when she was captured by Mikel...but only because I love you lol. Sorry it's been a while guys. Enjoy!

*poof*

(Abby' POV)

The pelting of rain on my face was cold and painful while being dragged out of a window of two stories wasn't much fun either. The racing engine of the motorcycle that I used to ride on all the time was fun when I wasn't being held hostage on it and holding onto it for dear life. I was crammed between Mikel and the handlebars, the lightning and thunder beating up the sky in shades of pale white and black and grey. This was almost like the sky foretelling what my skin was going to look like if I ever got out of this one. I kept glancing in the side-view mirror and kept seeing a single light from another motorcycle following behind us. I was hopeful that it was Tabby, but I felt bad because she was always the one getting me out of these things.

Then Mikel roughly turned onto a dirt road into a park area. It kind of hurt before riding on the bike…but now this was pure agony on my backside. Mikel braking suddenly didn't help much either, but it got me off the damn thing. I could see that Tabby had caught up to us and was standing next to her bike. She didn't have any weapons though…it looked to her to be an easy fight.

Then there was the cliché part about Mikel being a villain. The holding of the hostage – me – and the 'don't come any closer or I'll kill them!' spiel. It was already annoying that I had to have my arse saved by a teenager, but this was just overkill. Mikel was practically telling her that he didn't know what he was doing.

Then I felt arms take me from behind and saw Tabby fly at Mawher. I looked around and had my hand in a fist before I noticed it was Tabby's friend Aries. I looked back to see Tabby completely covered in mud. She was trying to go for her bike, for the swords. It was a tougher fight than she expected.

Damn it Tabs, I thought. "We need to give her a weapon," I said to Aries.

He nodded and put me up in a standing position because he dragged me over. He pulled from the pack on his back a four-pronged weapon. It looked like a German cross from World War I, but looked small enough to throw yet large enough to use as a shield.

"Tabby!" he yelled and slid it across the mud to her. She picked it up and turned around…

But not quick enough to get beheaded by her own sword…

I woke up with a start…and the first thought that crossed through my mind was 'Why do I keep having her die in my dreams?'

"Abby?" a voice asked and a hand in mine tightened its grip. I looked up to see Tabby looking at me worried. We were still in the hospital and I took a deep breath and let it out. The nightmare really shook me like the last one…

"I'm okay…bad dream," I said, laying my chin on her arm, "Just a scarier version of what happened to me last week."

"That was all last week?!" Tabby said, shocked "How long was I out?"

"Only four days…the same amount that I was missing," I said, an ironic smile crossing my face, "You saved me on a Saturday…it's Tuesday night."

"Oh," Tabby said, and then she started to chuckle, "That's a little ironic."

I shifted my chin to where it was over her arm, her skin cooling me down…they always had the hospital rooms too warm. I was surprised Tabby didn't melt like the ice cube she was.

"You're a little warm," Tabby said, moving my head from her arm and putting her palm on my forehead "Are you running a fever?"

"I could be catching a cold from being stuck in the rain," I said, noting to myself that my throat was feeling scratchy earlier.

"Hmm," Tabby said, and then after looking in each of my eyes, "You look tired too…have you been here constantly?"

"Well duh," I said, "Why wouldn't I be?"

"Well, then where's McGee?" she asked me.

"He said he had some work to do and he wouldn't see you until he got it finished," I said, noticing that it was odd. I was thinking he would spend most of his time with me.

My thoughts were interrupted when Tabby looked at her handcuffed hand and her stomach rumbled at the same time, "I'm really hungry…when's dinner?"

"Right now," a voice sounded from the doorway.

"Hey Gibbs," we both said in sync.

"Hey girls," he said, bringing with him a tray with food and two Caf-Pows.

"Wow! Thanks Gibbs," Tabby said, her stomach rumbling louder in thanks as well. She started to wolf down the mashed potatoes, green beans, potato salad, and the three different pieces of meat in stir-fry: pork, chicken, and beef.

"Is that made completely from scratch?" I asked him looking at the stir-fry.

"Uh no…that's the same stir-fry I heated up for Tabby when she was staying with me," Gibbs nodded.

"Don't care, we don't waste food," Tabby said, amazingly without choking on the food in her cheeks. She looked like a hamster with cherry tomatoes in her cheeks.

"Go ahead and eat Abs," Gibbs said, "You probably feasted quite well when you were taken hostage but this is as good as I can give."

"Very funny Gibbs," I said, laughing.

"Well, you better go ahead and eat before the half-vampire eats it all," Gibbs said, then looking at Tabby, "Hey! What have I told you?"

Tabby looked at him, her eyes puppy-dog like and innocent.

"Savor it," Gibbs said, starting to smile again.

"Hey Gibbs," Tabby said, "When can I have this jewelry taken off?"

Gibbs looked at her, it looked like he had a fatigue about him "I don't know yet Tabs."

"Oh…okay then," Tabby said, her eyes shadowed in downcast.

"I'll see you all later," Gibbs said, leaving the door cracked.

I looked at Tabby and we both shrugged and went for our Caf-Pows. We took a sip at the same time. The one I took had a thicker viscosity to it…and a different taste…I looked at Tabby and felt my face grow paler than usual.

She had my look mirrored, but not because her tasted completely different. We made a scrunched, disgusted face and switched cups. We both spit out the Caf-Pow in our mouths in the trash can.

I took a sip of the Caf-Pow I had gotten from Tabby, just in case, and it was regular, non-blood Caf-Pow. I saw Tabby's eyes glow from each sip from the straw. I laughed to myself and just sank into the peace and quiet for once. No one was running away, no one was being kidnapped or hurt, just life going good for once.

At least, for that time being…and until I went to work the next morning, I wouldn't know exactly why I was the only one visiting Tabby all the time.

*poof*

And yes, Jen (Trancefan), I know....EVIL CLIFFHANGER!!! But not as evil as the others...at least I don't think lol