"She's what?!" Fornell pushed his way through the doorway and scanned the room and closet for Abby. The movie she had been watching was still playing and nothing looked out of place.

"You think she snuck out?"

"She couldn't have gotten past us." Fornell went to the window. It was closed, but not locked. "Damnit! Call the agents across the street and see if they noticed anything." He knew they hadn't, they would have alerted him already, but it was worth a try. He pinched the bridge of his nose and then headed downstairs, grabbing his coat and stepping out into the street.

Fornell didn't trust his gut the way Gibbs did, but he was fairly certain Abby had left of her own will.

"Hey Boss, they said they didn't see anything across the street, and there have been no cars on the block since I arrived." Jack flipped his phone shut.

"Alright." Fornell dug his keys out of his pocket. "I have an idea of where she might be. You stay here, and I'll call to let you know if I find her." He was certain that he would find her at Gibbs' and he was livid. He skidded away from the curb, and made the usual ten minute drive to Gibbs' house in just under seven. He wasn't surprised to see the basement light on, and ignored any pretense of being polite and knocking.

"Tobias?" Gibbs looked up from where he stood working on the boat. He saw the anger on his friends face and his lips curled up in a smirk. "Your girlfriend getting on your nerves, or did she kick you out of your own house?"

"Where is she Jethro? If she's not down here hiding under your boat, you must have her upstairs keeping your bed warm."

Gibbs' initial thought was to finish what he had started the last time Fornell pushed his buttons, but if Tobias really thought Abby was here, and she wasn't…

"When did you see her last?"

"She's not here?"

"Fuck!" Gibbs raced up the stairs and grabbed his phone, dialing Tony. "DiNozzo. Is Abby with you?"

"No. Why, isn't she with Fornell?"

"No." Gibbs hung up without further explanation and turned back to Fornell. "So help me God, if he's got her…"

"I know." Fornell dug out his phone and called to check with Agent Moore. Since Abby hadn't returned, Fornell decided to call in the rest of his team. They decided not to call in the local LEOs until they knew she had been kidnapped.

Fornell asked Jack to call Russ, and decided to call Donny on his own. He was about to hang up when Donny answered.

"Uh, hey boss. What's going on?"

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"I can't believe you talked me in to this! I'll lose my job, and then he'll kill me. Hell Fornell will knock me down and then your agent Gibbs will kill me."

"We won't get caught. Plus, we aren't breaking the law or anything, and you can just say I blackmailed you or something."

"You blackmailed me? Over what?"

"I don't know, you can make something up. But that's only if we get caught. Come on, I'm ready." Abby buckled her seatbelt and urged Donny to drive. They made it to the club, and Donny was sure they hadn't been followed. Abby was a regular to this club, and it was fairly exclusive, so Abby figured they'd be safe. She had called ahead to tell the owner about Donny, and he'd agreed to let them park and enter through the back.

She was thrilled to see her friends, and left Donny standing guard while she danced with them. They weren't there more than fifteen minutes before Donny's phone began to ring, flashing 'Fornell' on the caller ID.

"Uh, hey boss. What's going on?" He turned away from the blaring music. This wasn't going to end well.

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Fornell slammed his phone shut and resisted the urge to throw it against the wall, instead turning to Gibbs. "She's fine. Apparently she and Cunningham decided to go out. He's bringing her home now. You coming?"

"No."

"No? Lord knows what could've happened to her out there. You aren't going to go make sure she's okay?"

Gibbs' jaw tensed and then relaxed and he turned back towards his basement. "She's your girlfriend, you deal with it." He knew that not even Abby would be able to stop him if he was face-to-face with Fornell's agent.

Fornell nodded and left. He managed to calm down on the drive home, but the sight of Donny's car in front of his house stirred up the rage again. He couldn't believe they would be so stupid. He had no legal hold over Abby - if she wanted to leave, there was nothing he could do to stop her, but she knew she wasn't supposed to go anywhere and the fact that she snuck out with one of his agents pissed him off beyond belief.

"What the hell were you thinking?!" Fornell dropped his coat on the coat rack.

"I'm not your daughter, Tobias. I can do what I want. No need to yell." Abby responded coolly. "I was bored, I miss my friends and I just wanted to get out. I brought Donny along for security, and it's an exclusive club, so not just anyone can get in. I was safe."

"If it was that important you should have said something and I could have sent security over beforehand. What if something had happened to you and Donny? We wouldn't have known until tomorrow." Fornell struggled to keep his voice calm.

"Nothing happened."

"But…"

"You can't live with the what if's Tobias. You know that."

"You could have at least left a note. If I had known for sure you were off with one of my agents I wouldn't have gone to Gibbs."

"You went to Gibbs?!" Oh God, Oh God, Oh God!

"Well yeah, I thought that maybe you had snuck out and headed to his place."

"Damnit, I should call him." Abby started to dig for her phone.

"I would wait, if I were you. He knows you're safe, but he wasn't happy."

Abby had nearly been ready to press the call button but flipped the phone shut instead. She decided that she'd give him time to cool down before talking to him. She hated when he sounded disappointed in her. "I'm going to bed. Be nice to him," Abby pointed to Donny. "I talked him in to it."

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Abby was fairly certain Wednesday was punishment. Fornell left a note that he would be home late, not to wait up, and that she was, under no circumstances to go anywhere. Donny had reassured her that he was keeping his job, but Abby still felt bad about dragging him into her drama. She had slept poorly Tuesday night, hoping that Gibbs understood that although she knew there was a certain amount of danger involved, she wasn't meant to be kept away from the people she cared about. She hoped he wouldn't be too mad.

She called NCIS hoping to catch Gibbs around lunch time, but McGee answered his phone and informed her that Gibbs was up in MTAC and had no idea when he'd be finished. She chatted for a few minutes with McGee, but let him hang up when his own phone started to ring.

Abby tossed and turned when she went to bed Wednesday night, and after two hours she reached for her phone to call Gibbs. She dialed and her finger hovered over the call button a few moments. She wasn't sure if he was still awake or not, or if he even wanted to talk to her. Surely McGee would have told him that she had called and he would have called her back, right?

She pressed call and waited for the phones to connect.

"Yeah, Gibbs."

His voice echoed slightly, and she knew he was in his large basement with the boat. At least she hadn't woken him up. "Gibbs."

She heard him set whatever tool he was using back on the bench. "You okay, Abbs?"

"Mm hmm." Suddenly her throat felt tight and she felt like she was going to cry. "I'm sorry. I didn't think he'd notice that I left and I certainly didn't think that he would go looking for me at your place, and-" Abby sniffled.

"I know. Shh. It's okay." He had been pissed, but he also understood that Abby hadn't meant to scare anyone; she just wanted to get out with her friends. He hated that she was upset and he couldn't comfort her. "It'll all be over soon, I promise. I'll get you back to NCIS soon."

"I know you will. And Gibbs?" Abby hesitated. "When this is all over, can we maybe go to that jazz bar like you suggested? I just," she wasn't sure what to say. "I just think it would be relaxing."

"We'll do that."

"Thanks." Abby sighed. "Gibbs?"

"Yeah?"

"Can you come over?" She knew he couldn't, but she could always ask. And hope.

"Abby," Gibbs sighed. "You know I can't."

"I know." Abby tried not to sound disappointed.

"Get some sleep Abby. I'll see you soon."

"Goodnight Gibbs. I miss you."

"Night Abbs."

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TBC…

And you all thought Vincent had her… tsk tsk. ;)