I Am Damaged Goods
"I'm not hungry."
"You need to eat something, Abs."
"Why?"
The silver haired man sighed heavily. "When evidence comes in, I need you half awake." He pushed the plate of hospital cafeteria food back across the table to the young forensics analyst, who narrowed her eyes.
"I'm not hungry." She said again, but she wouldn't meet his eyes this time when she said it. Instead, she was looking down at her hands, dark hair falling over her shoulders in two pigtails. Abby shook her head for emphasis, crossing her arms and leaning back against the chair. "I'm too worried." She pushed the food back towards him.
"She'll be okay, Abs." He assured her, reaching over and squeezing her shoulder. "We got her in time."
"Do we know what that guy did to her? What they both did to her? How's she supposed to recover from that and Somalia at the same time, Gibbs? Sure, she'll be okay psychically, but what about …" The gothic young woman shook her head, and her pigtails swung. "We need to be there for her."
"We will be." Gibbs said. "Tony's there right now, and we'll be there later."
The other NCIS team was currently searching for the younger O'Neil brother – finding any clues that they could to his whereabouts, but it was nearly impossible for them to find him. There were no new clues, nothing – the BOLO had pulled up nothing and they were running on no leads. It was only a matter of time before Team Gibbs joined them – or at least, part of Team Gibbs. There wasn't much of a chance that Tony would be leaving the hospital.
"Tony should be the one eating." Abby muttered before taking a single bite and looking back up at Gibbs. "Better?"
There was the ghost of an amused smile. "Slightly."
"We'll find him, right, Gibbs? We'll find O'Neil, and we'll lock him away for good." She swallowed and looked towards Gibbs. "Tell me we'll find him."
"We'll find him, Abs." He assured her – and he knew that they would. When they found him, and where they found him – that was an entirely different subject all together, and he knew that Abby knew that as well.
'Good." She said, before standing up and walking towards the door, leaving the plate of food with Gibbs. "Let's go see Ziva."
TBC
Author's Note:
I am so, so sorry. I know that I haven't updated in quite awhile and this is a very short chapter. I really do apologize for that, but I just wanted to show you guys that I'm still here and have every intention of finishing this story – if, of course, there are people still reading it after that long break. Are there people still reading it? Please review? I'd love to know what you thought of this chapter. If anybody has any suggestions, as well, I'd love to hear them.