Hey, I 'm really sorry for not updating this sooner. I don't expect anybody will still want to read it, however after one particular review I felt I had to finish it. So after a lot of writers block, here goes…

Tony sat stock still at his desk, pretending to stare at his computer with extreme interest but he kept sneaking sideways glances at Ziva and McGee. It wouldn't be long and one of them would figure out his secret and he wanted to be able to get out of here fast when they did. For years, he'd hid this part of his past so far down inside that it had almost become a dormant fear, but now he felt like he was erupting with pain again. And the one woman he loved would know that he wasn't a real man. She'd know about everything and he didn't know if he could cope with that.

Tony tapped his fingers on his computer keyboard… then without thinking pushed himself off his chair with his good arm and walked slowly towards the elevator. He couldn't be around her right now. He couldn't bear to see the look of disgust on her beautiful face when she found out. He needed to hide out somewhere safe. Somewhere he always went when in need of good advice. Pressing the button of the desired floor, he sighed with relief as the doors closed and he travelled alone to his destination. The doors pinged open and he slowly raised his head to gaze at Abby's lab. There was no loud music, there was no fun-filled atmosphere, but most importantly there was no Abby. For some strange reason he'd hoped she'd be there and this was all a big joke. A gruesome sick joke admittedly but a joke all the same. However, in place of the usual components found in Abby's lab there were crime scene tape and a few other agents collecting evidence. Dammit why couldn't he find anywhere to be alone? He was feeling claustrophobic and the thoughts echoing around his head sounded like a cacophony of sound. Suddenly, before he could think about where he was going, he walked towards the fire exit and descended the one flight of stairs down to the bottom of the building and proceeded to press the fire exit door out into the fresh air outside. He heaved in a huge breath of air feeling like his lungs were on fire. Feeling the soft breeze on his face instantly calmed him and centred his thinking. He couldn't worry about his feelings right now however much they hurt, he had to find Abby. Then when all this was over maybe he could apologise enough for Abby to forgive him for getting her involved in all of this. And then when Abby was ok, maybe he could explain to Ziva…

"Tony."

Tony jumped. He'd been so deep in thought he hadn't even heard Ziva approaching behind him.

"How'd you find me?"

"I followed you, dumb ass."

"Yeah course you did that's why I didn't hear you Ziva, you little stalker you," Tony tried to cover his words with a jokey sarcasm, trying desperately to pretend everything was ok but he knew Ziva too well, and he knew she now knew what was going on.

"Tony, I know about your past…" Ziva stepped towards him, wanting to reach out and comfort him, wanting to hold him and tell him it was ok. But when she saw his head hang in shame she couldn't reach out to him just yet, not before he knew the truth. Not until he could forgive her for what she knew… what she'd tried to hide from the first day they met and she'd fallen for him.

"Great just great. God, why did this have to happen? Huh?" Tony's voice rose as his anger filled him. Every last fibre of him wanted to just scream and let all of the painful thoughts and memories come out in to the open. And why not? It didn't matter anymore if it made him look less of a man, Ziva already knew that he wasn't. The way his father had hurt him so badly and he hadn't stood up for himself. "So you know everything huh?" Tony circled around to face her and pressed his face close to hers.

"I've always known, Tony…" Ziva words were barely audible but to Tony they sounded incredibly loud. Ziva watched as her words drained the colour from Tony's face and stepped unsteadily away from her.

"What do you… You can't have known all that…It's not possible… Ziva tell me you're lying to me? You can't have known…" Tony breathed in deeply suddenly feeling nauseous and faint. Calming his breathing he asked firmly, "How?"

"Tony I knew every last detail about you before I even met you. I had dossiers on every last one of the team before I helped Gibbs with Ari. I never told you because I wanted you to tell me in your own time. I wanted you to open up to me,"

"Open up to you? Open up to you?" Tony voice grew louder and louder in the deserted alleyway. He turned back towards her and put his face menacingly close to hers. "Why the hell would I open up to you? I didn't even tell Gibbs!"

Ziva tried hard to swallow the lump that had formed in her throat but she couldn't. She'd promised herself she wouldn't cry until she was alone. But now the fact that she had hurt the one man she loved more than anything because she had snooped around was more than she could bear.

"You had no right to 'research' me Ziva. You didn't even know me for God's sake! Get away from me, looking at you right now makes me sick." And with that he turned away from her and walked further down the alleyway. When he looked behind him and saw Ziva had gone, he gave into his inner frustration and anger and slumped to the floor facing the wall and before he could stop himself, tears gently fell down his face. He covered his eyes with his good hand and before he knew it an arm was around his shoulders cradling him.

"You've always been like a son to me DiNozzo. I'll always be here when you need me but right now you need to get your ass up those stairs, apologise to Ziva and help me find Abby. I can do this alone if needs be but it'll be a lot quicker if you help me."

This was exactly what Tony needed to calm him, the soothing voice of reason which came in the form of Gibbs. He was right too God dammit. First things first he had to apologise to Ziva – but she wouldn't listen to him after this would she?

"She's sitting next to the fire door by Abby's lab if your going to apologise." And with that Gibbs grabbed Tony's good arm, pulled him to his feet and pushed him in the direction of the door back inside. "I'm heading up to see if McGee's tracked Abby's cell, you make this apology snappy DiNozzo or I'll be snapping something of yours." Gibbs gave Tony a smile which Tony returned and with that Tony quickly climbed the stairs up to Ziva.

"Tell me you've found something McGee."

Jesus why did Gibbs always have to creep up on someone like that? Couldn't he just make a noise or cough or something instead of giving someone heart failure? McGee breathed deeply to steady his heart beat then delivered the news. "Her cells transmitting from just outside the hospital, Boss. She must have dropped it in the struggle. Boss?"

"Yes McGee…" Gibbs looked straight into McGee's eyes. He knew one day this man would be a fantastic leader but Gibbs knew that he needed to nurture McGee first and make him believe it. However now wasn't the time to be furthering potential, McGee needed to be pressed for information.

"Well I was just wondering if Abby was wearing her watch at the hospital?"

"Yes why McGee?"

McGee's breath caught in his throat if he was right then they might just be on to something here. "W…W…Well Boss you see, Abby's watch is fitted with a tracking device. She said she fitted it in case she was ever abducted by Aliens. If she's still wearing the watch, we could be able to find her exact location Boss." Gibbs took a step towards McGee and slapped the back of his head.

"What was that for?!"

"That's for not thinking of that sooner. Now track that signal McGee."

"I'm trying but I can't find the right frequency..." Gibbs took a step closer to McGee and McGee launched himself behind his desk for protection. "I mean I can't find it yet Boss."

Satisfied with McGee's change in response, Gibbs moved behind his desk and sat down. Rubbing his temples with his fore fingers, his thoughts immediately strayed to Abby. She was alive, he knew that much. He'd know if she was dead. But if she'd been hurt in anyway god help the son of a bitch who'd kidnapped her.

"Boss, what's Abby's lucky number?"

"666."

The bullpen fell silent for a moment and Gibbs held his breath expectantly. He knew McGee could do this but scaring him would only hinder progress right now. He silently searched his lap top for the co-ordinates of the warehouse that Tony's dad had used for storing the drugs and waited for McGee to tell him he'd found the frequency.

"Boss, I've tuned in the frequency but without a general location I'm…"

Gibbs spun his lap top round and pointed to the warehouse on screen. "Try there."

McGee typed furiously on his keyboard and prayed with every last fibre of his being that Gibbs was right. Of course McGee didn't say that aloud. Gibbs's gut was notoriously right. His stomach became tense and started flipping over in awkward somersaults creating a horrible nausea. He transmitted the frequency to the co-ordinates on screen and closed his eyes and held his breath…

Please God let me find her.

Abby shivered in the dark room. Her eyes had adjusted slightly to the darkness now and she could make out rough shapes but nothing that could help her figure out where she was. She was feeling progressively more nauseous and the pain in her broken wrist was beginning to make her feel extremely weak. Her watch was cutting into the swollen limb but she knew she couldn't take it off. If McGee loved her as much as he thought she did then he'd know how to find her. He just had to really put his mind to it and think of her lucky number and he'd get the right frequency. But it all came down to how long it took him to figure it out and by then she could be… well she could be in a much worse situation. It had taken McGee two whole days to figure out the tattoo on her back… if it took him that long to figure something so simple out then she could be here a long time.

'Let's not dwell on the negative,' She thought to herself. 'Think like Gibbs.' She knew she'd heard the man's accent before but where she couldn't tell you for all the gooey and sticky stuff in the world. And before she could stop herself her mind strayed to Tony in that hospital bed. All battered and bruised. How could someone do that to him? He was one of the most genuinely caring people she'd ever met and once you saw past the tough exterior there was a lot more to see. Mind you, the outer package wasn't that bad either. His hair was always done nice and when he had a tan… and when he was drunk and his native accent came out that always made her chuckle… God his accent! It was the same as the man who'd kidnapped her. So Tony obviously knew his attacker – but what did she have to do with it? "Man I love you Tony DiNozzo!" She said aloud, convinced she was finding out vital clues here.

With that the door opened and a seemingly huge shadow filled the doorway. "You ready to tell me what I want to know yet, Abigail?"

Abby gasped in surprise and physically shook at the sight of this man. 'Here's the game plan' she thought to herself, 'try and get some info out of him and try to stay alive. Simple.'

"What do you think I can tell you?"

"Well for a start you can tell me where your father is and then after I'll tell you how you can help me."

"I don't know where he is…" before she could finish her sentence a fist had connected hard with her cheek and the familiar metallic taste filled her mouth.

"Tell me where he is god damn you or I swear I'll kill you both…"

"Like you tried to kill Tony…" Abby spat the words out before she could stop herself and instantly chastised herself. If she was right this was the same person who tried to kill Tony and he could do the same to her but if she lived through this she couldn't let Gibbs down. She needed all the information and she wanted to make him proud, he was like her father, he could even do sign language. Slightly less deaf than her real father though.

The man laughed menacingly into the darkness. "It's not true what they say you know… Blood's not thicker than water."

Suddenly Abby's blood ran cold. That saying usually signified a relative and as Tony didn't have a brother it could only mean it was his father. Realisation rapidly dawned on Abby as to why she was in this mess.

"Why do you want my father?"

"Let's just say he owes me."

"I would beg to differ, I'd think it was the other way round." She could sense Tony's fathers' fist coming towards her but with no strength left in her body she couldn't move quick enough to avoid it. "Gibbs will kill you when he finds you."

Moving towards the door Tony's father turned round and chuckled, "You mean if he ever finds me…"

Well I hope that was a good enough chapter for now and one will be added very soon I promise. Luv to you all. )