A/N: This chapter does not at all represent my thoughts on self harm, they are the twisted thoughts of a serial killer. (You will understand once you get to the end)

On that Tony arrived with Ziva "boss, did ya find him"

"What do you think DiNozzo?"

"I think Abby has a new pet. Who do you think she will name it after this time?"

"If she calls it bubble but we will know it's you DiNozzo. Now go and get the CCTV footage from the security guard at McGees apartment DiNozzo"

"So this was all to throw us off?"

Ziva then joined the conversation "Yes it was. I can't believe I didn't see it myself, we did things like this all of the time at Mossad"

"Ziva, go and find McGees phone and car. Don't touch them though, we need to see if he left a fingerprint this time"

"On it boss" they replied in almost perfect synchronisation. Gibbs was then left alone to think. The last time he made a mistake like this was on a kidnapping case of a Navy Commanders child but Mike spotted it then. He never forgave himself for that mistake and he won't for this one. Gibbs then sat down leaning against the crate he recently opened and pulled his sleeve up. There was one significantly big scar that was about 10cm long but it ran vertically up his arm and was deep enough to need stitches at the time. That scar represented one of the biggest mistakes Gibbs made on the job and he had never considered doing it again, until now. Gibbs head slapped himself for even thinking about it but it was one of the many thoughts that haunted him from his past. Today of all days for this to happen. The anniversary of their deaths. Every year he would promise himself that he wouldn't cut but every year something happened which meant he ended up cutting or was already feeling enough physical pain so that he didn't have to cut but even then he was still tempted. He was then awoken from his trance by Ziva. "The phone was in McGees car. Are you okay?" Questioned the young Mossad agent "you look upset Gibbs"

"Of course I am upset Ziva" Gibbs responded calmly "I don't want to lose another agent"

"We will find him"

"I know we will. It's a question of if we will in time"

"We will Gibbs. So if the phone was in the car and he wanted to to avoid detection he would have the keys"

"He probably dumped them somewhere"

"Do you need a key card to access McGees apartment building?"

"I always bang the window till someone answers"

"There should be an electronic record"

"Tony should still be there. Ring him and tell him to ask for the last entry from McGees card thing and check it against security footage"

"Already on it Gibbs" now he was finally regaining control of his emotions thanks to the new glimpse of hope. Ziva then spoke again "apparently McGees card was used just five minutes before Tony got there and it was not long after you left according to the security guard"

"He was watching us the whole time. Doesn't the security guard have to check passes and things"

"No, so long as they have the card they have access in and out of the building"

"Did he not witness the guy entering the building?"

"That is a question for Tony. I am going to drive McGees car back to HQ with my gloves on before you ask"

"I will be right behind you" Gibbs replied to Ziva. He then proceeded to get the scruffy looking animal out of the wooden crate. It could just about walk without collapsing so he was obviously very weak and neglected. He decided to pick up the creature and place it in the passenger seat of his car which it seemed to appreciate. It didn't take that long to get back to HQ and once they arrived Gibbs carried the dog to Abby who obviously jumped at the opportunity to take care of another lost animal. Gibbs then discovered that there were also no fibres, fingerprints or DNA in the car however, there was a partial fingerprint on the cell phone but there is every chance that it is McGees although, there was still hope that the killer had slipped up.

After running the print against AFIS for more than an hour everyone knew that it wasn't McGees as they started the search on their team members just in case one of them had picked up the phone recently. The killer on the security footage was wearing a plain back hoodie and was turned away from the camera, all signs of a pro. Then the moment Gibbs returned from the coffee run to Abby's lab they got a ding. Everyone was there anxiously awaiting the results including Ducky, Palmer and the director who knew nothing of what was going on with McGee other than the fact he was missing. "Elliot Guy Bond" Abby announced "owns an abandoned piece of farm land at the address I have just sent to your phone Gibbs and yours Ziva since I presume you two will be driving in separate cars"

"That's great work Abbs, keep digging. Ducky physc profile will be good now we have some information about him, Palmer you can help Doctor Mallard. DiNozzo you ride with Ziva and Leon I need you to get local LEO's, FBI, CIA or anyone clearing a one mile perimeter for us"

"You don't need to ask twice Gibbs, bring him back" replied the Director. With that Gibbs left a Caf-Pow on Abby's desk and ran to catch the elevator containing the remainder of his field team"

The farm was based about an hours drive away but everyone knew that the drive would take less than forty five minutes for the both cars, luckily DiNozzo had enough time to pick up his new packet of twenty sick bags before they all left. They were only fifteen minutes in when the Director rang giving an update about the mile perimeter being successful.

Meanwhile, in the barn…

McGee and Elliot were 'talking'. McGee was wearing a short sleeved top with his arms tied up above his head and his toes only just touching the ground. "So what do you have against people like me?" Questioned a very tired special agent who was trying to keep his potential killer busy. "I have nothing against you as a person just how weak you are"

"What about those who commit suicide?"

"They are strong enough to admit that they can no longer handle this world"

"What if you just want to feel the pain?"

"You shouldn't want to feel pain. I am here to finish what you started and put you out of your misery"

"But the chances are by doing that you make more people like me"

"Then I continue to kill. I will exterminate this weakness from my navy in all sectors which includes investigators like you"

"You've served then?"

"Two tours to Iraq, doctors recon I have a mental disorder but I know I don't"

"How long have you been killing?"

"Ever since I was honourably discharged from the Navy. I got bored of burying you people, you don't deserve proper graves. Originally however, I dug proper graves and marked them with things from the natural surroundings. I even made some of the coffins."

"How many have you killed?"

"I honestly don't know, too many to count"

"After me who is next?"

"Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs, I believe you know him."

A/N: So what do you think, I know it is really short but I though it would be a good place to leave it for now as my other stories want some attention too (and some serious grammar corrections). By the way a big big big huge thank you to my reviews so far. Remember to never give up hope, it's the strongest and most powerful emotion around (not to mention my favourite)