I am so excited! Season 3 starts in like half an hour! It is great and sad at the same time because it will prove all of my fears true. Kate will be gone. I just can't believe it. What am I gonna do? Hopefully, the Tate bug will still be running around in my head because my other story, Overdose, is like... well I can't tell. That is why you have to read it.

I know that it has been a little while, but give a girl a break I mean come on... I only have so much time to write. Especially with my computer freezing up like it does. It all just gets so annoying. Hopefully I will be able to finish this story soon.

Someone mentioned in the review that I am getting off track or something like that. I am getting off track? Please, I am the author. I could send these people to the moon if I felt like it. I have creative... authority. Yeah, that's a good word.

I think that this chapter is pretty good so I hope that y'all enjoy it. Enough of my rambling... on with the story!

Abby sat down in the familiar setting of the interrogation room, placing herself across the table from Mike. She could tell that he looked slightly uncomfortable in the small room that they were settled in.

"You know, we don't have to talk in here. I can run Kate and Tony out of my lab. It is much roomier in there... slightly cold too, but that is why I wear my lab coat. It keeps me warm, very comfortable and not to mention, it has style like me," Abby said, at the same time, realizing that she'd been rambling. "Sorry Mike. I tend to talk a lot when I... well I tend to talk a lot."

"That's alright Ms. Scuito. It helps me get to know you better, learn what kind of person you are," replied Michael.

"Oh gotcha. Note to self, rambling can be good," Abby laughed, then added, "And Mike, just call me Abby. Ms. Scuito is my mother."

Smiling nervously, Michael began questioning Abby about a few things, hoping to get the right idea of what was going on. Although, he refused to ask her what he was wondering, what he was always wondering: "innocent or guilty?" Like he'd learned in law school, you don't want to know. Whether you client is innocent or guilty, you are still getting paid to defend them.

Proving Abby's innocence was going to be tougher than he'd thought, tougher than any of them had thought. He knew for a fact that she hadn't murdered Lieutenant Perry, he just needed evidence to make everyone else believe this.

"Gibbs," Kate said, interrupting his thoughts. "Director Morrow wants to see you in MTAC, asap."

Sighing, Gibbs got up out of his chair and made his way up the stairs to MTAC.

As he opened the door, the cool air from inside rushed over him and he could see Director Morrow standing there in front of the screen waiting for him.

"Sir," Gibbs said from behind him. "You wanted to see me."

Morrow patted Gibbs on the back and pointed him towards one of the maroon chairs behind them. "It seems your team is falling apart Gunney," the Director stated as he sat down.

"It probably seems that way sir," Gibbs replied, the normal smirk on his face. Inside he knew that his team was not falling apart. Oh no. There were coming closer together, learning from each others mistakes and learning to better trust one another.

"Whatever may be going on with your team Gibbs, your lab specialist is going to have to be let go."

This brought Gibbs out of his dream world and sent him crashing painfully back into the harsh confines of reality. Fire Abby?

Gibbs rubbed his head and began drinking his forth cup of coffee as he sat at his desk, pondering his recent conversation with the Director. It was true, if you were arrested them you were supposed to be immediately discharged... in other words, fired, but Abby wasn't exactly arrested. Why didn't I stop Fornell? He had no reason to arrest her. Of course he had explained all this to Director Morrow and after a lot of convincing, actually made a deal with him. If Abby didn't get herself out of this mess within a few days, then and only then... she was gone. He'd been able to buy her a little time, thankfully.

As he took a few more sips of his coffee, he saw Abby walk into the bullpen laughing with Michael. It made him angry. Michael couldn't just walk into their world and take over, become best friends with Abby.

"We need to talk," Gibbs said sternly to Abby.

"Whatever you say my Silver Haired Fox," Abby replied perkily, but changed her tone quickly when she noticed just how serious Gibbs was. "I mean... no problem Gibbs." Then she turned her attention back to Michael. "Thanks Mike. I'll talk to you later. Kay?"

"Yeah Abby. I'll probably be back by tomorrow," Michael smiled. "If that's okay with Agent Gibbs of course," he added.

Gibbs nodded his head and thanked Michael before he left.

"I can't believe that Gibbs called them down here again," Kate said as she looked through the window into interrogation room one. Sitting inside the room was Haven Valcone. Kate was surprised that she'd agreed to be interrogated for the third time. Unfortunately, Haven wasn't the only one being questioned again. Across the hall in interrogation room two was Andy Hallot. Tony had agreed to question him and let Kate take on Haven, but Kate had refused. With no Gibbs around to supervise, it wasn't safe to put Tony alone in a room with Andy.