A wry smile appeared on Abby's face as she slammed the receiver down on the Directors finger. Jenny pulled it away; her face clearly showing discomfort.

"How did you get here?"

Abby ignored the question and picked the receiver back up. "I have to call Gibbs…" She watched as Jenny tried to step towards the phone a second time and reached for McGee's stapler. "Back off Director, or I'll be forced to use…well force."

Jenny put her hands up; her finger still throbbing. "Abby, I was simply trying to get a handle on the situation, no need to involve Gibbs so hastily…"

"No need to involve Gibbs…? Do you want me to hit you?" She made a move towards her with the stapler. "You've heard Ziva talk about paper clips…well I'm just as good with a stapler…"

"I'm simply asking that you explain."

Abby slowly lowered her weapon; but still held it in her hand. "I escaped okay…and Ducky is hurt…I gotta call Gibbs."

"He's in Scotland."

"He's where? Why? Tony? Did he go after Tony? They all went after Tony? What about me…what about Ducky? No way he'd leave us like that…"

Jenny took a step towards her which caused Abby to lift the stapler back up. "Abby, the man who was holding you gave Gibbs an ultimatum. He wanted La Grenioulle in exchange for the two of you."

Abby shrugged. "La Grenioulle…he's in Scotland too? So wait…they're all in Scotland which is where Tony is; but also where the Frog is…so they can bring them back here to the psycho Scotsman who kidnapped us…why's the psycho want Grenioulle so bad?"

"His wife and daughter were killed in cross fire intended for La Grenioulle."

Abby pouted a bit. "Aww, that's so sad…I mean I'm still mad at him…but it's still sad."

"McGee should still be here somewhere," Jen began as she looked around and placed herself in front of his computer.

Abby then reached for Tim's cell phone near his keyboard. He wouldn't leave without his cell would he? She flipped it open to see over twenty missed calls from Gibbs; but decided to keep that fact from the Director and slipped his phone into her pocket.

"There is nothing on his computer; I'm sure he is close." She stepped back in front of Abby. "You can put the stapler down Abby; I'm not going to hurt you."

She rolled her eyes. "Whatever…just like you didn't hurt Tony…?"

"Tony was doing his job."

She once again ignored her. "I have to pee…" She turned for the rest room and locked herself in a stall. She set the stapler down before pulling out McGee's cell phone and hitting send.

Grenioulle looked up to see Trent Kort enter with a smile. "You didn't honestly think you could just walk away from the business did you Rene?"

He mirrored Trent's smile. "I had my hopes."

O'Shea cocked the weapon and handed it to Kort. "Would you like to do the honors?"

Grenioulle quickly stood up as Trent moved towards him; he pressed firmly into Grenioulle's hand triggering a pressure point that crippled any attempt to resist and lifted the gun to his temple. He managed one final smile just as he pulled the trigger…

Franks had his seat reclined as the three were en route to O'Shea's estate. Ziva was quiet in the back seat; keeping her thoughts to herself. Gibbs mind was running through their plan of attack when his phone rang; he reached for it and barked loudly. "Bout damn time McGee."

"Gibbs…"

The phone almost dropped out of his hand. "Abby?"

Mike attempted to bring his seat back to its original state and almost crushed his body in half. Ziva immediately leaned in between them.

"Gibbs!!" She had to put a handle on her emotions to keep from shedding tears of joy. "I'm okay…you'll be so proud of me…I did exactly what you taught me…I planned before the opportunity was there…and…"

"You escaped?" He hid his smile of relief; in fear of Mike's implications. "Where's Ducky?"

She shook her head. "They took him from me. Oh Gibbs; I don't want to say it…cuz I don't know for sure…he could be, but he could also be fine…"

Gibbs closed his eyes. "How bad was he hurt?"

"Bad."

He let out a sigh before opening his eyes. "Okay Abs, listen to me; can you remember where you were taken?"

"Yeah…I think so…just need to get to a computer and I can get an exact location…and um, the Director is hovering around like you Gibbs; it's freaking me out."

"Stay away from her."

"Okay but…"

Gibbs pulled the car to a halt. "No butts Abs, stay away from her." The decibel of his shout; surprised even his counterparts. "Get down to your lab and stay there."

Abby took a few deep breaths. "Gibbs…what is going on? You're gone…McGee is gone, Tony, Ziva…everybody's gone…"

He closed his eyes a second time; the fear in her voice making him cringe inside. "Abby I just need you to trust me; can you do that?"

"Of course…it's…"

He cut her off gently. "I need you to stay put…"

"Um…okay…but...what about you guys?"

"Don't worry about us; we'll be back as soon as we can…keep his phone close by; I'll be in touch. And Abby…"

"Get down to my lab and stay there."

He managed a smile. "That's my girl." He closed the phone and resisted the urge to slap the look Mike was giving him right off his face. "One word boss; and I'll be forced to do something I've never done before…"

Mike stifled a laugh. "And what would that be Probie?"

"Head slap you…"

McGee opened his eyes to find his very own weapon barrel staring back at him. "Agent McGee…what a nice surprise to see you here…I really thought I'd covered my tracks."

Tim rubbed the back of head and swallowed hard. "Guess you underestimated me…it's a common mistake really. Nothing to feel bad about…" He peered around. "But this whole kidnapping thing…I'd feel bad about that."

"Is that so?"

He ignored the response. "Where are they?"

"You are speaking of that beautiful girl? And the Scotsman? Well; it seems I've misplaced the girl; and the Scotsman has unfortunately met his demise…but thanks to you; I still have some leverage."

McGee closed his eyes and slowly leaned his head back against the cold wall behind him. An array of emotions; thoughts and words stormed his mind in that moment. He imagined putting aside every gentle bone in his body and cursing every word imaginable; but all he could manage was… "Why?"

"Revenge is sweet my boy."

Tim shook his head and despite his resistance, could feel his eyes welling up with tears. "Doctor Mallard did nothing to you. He was innocent…just like your wife and daughter."

Barclay snapped the weapon back between Tim's eyes. "Go to hell."

McGee felt a tear stream down his cheek as he met Barclay's stare. "You first."

Abby hurried out of the restroom and debated whether to go back to the bull pen or straight down to her lab. She figured the Director would be suspicious so met her near Tim's desk where she'd left her.

"Sorry Director; guess I had to do more than pee…does that ever happen you? You go the bathroom thinking you just gotta pee but really you gotta…"

Jen put her hand up. "Abby…focus. What can you tell me about where you were being held?"

Abby shrugged. "To be honest; I think I was too traumatized after getting away that I'm drawing a blank…I just got in a taxi and came here on autopilot…"

"You don't remember anything."

She shook her head and shrugged. "Maybe if I get a Caf Pow it will help me remember."

Jen realized she was lying; but knew better than to press the matter. "Why don't you go home and get some rest..."

"No!" She almost shouted; then quickly tried to recover. "I mean, I cant go home…it's being fumigated again today…I've been staying with Gibbs…and I just cant go there without him there you know…I'll be sad." She pouted slightly. "I think it'd be better if I stayed here where it's safe anyway…"

Jen sighed. "Are you sure you don't need anything?"

"Not from you…" She mumbled under her breath.

"What was that?"

Abby bit her lip. "I said…who knew?"

"Who knew what?"

"Who knows?" She shrugged and turned towards the elevator; praying silently she wouldn't be called back. And as the elevator doors closed she sighed in relief that her prayers were answered.

Gibbs pulled the vehicle aside less than a quarter of a mile from the gate and took in a breath. "So…you two ready to be a part of what you see in the movies?"

Ziva wholeheartedly agreed as she slid her clip into her weapon. "Tony is going to be so mad he's missing this."

Gibbs managed a smile as he turned back to the wheel. "Yeah, can't wait to tell him…" The car soon went silent as the reality of the phrase hit home. This was their chance at making the dreams they've had over the last month come true. And as Gibbs pulled the car into drive and slammed his foot on the gas pedal; those dreams quickly became one step closer to coming true…

Abby was typing away at her computer when she sensed someone enter her lab. She turned around, armed with Tim's stapler and slowly opened her mouth in shock…