Tim groaned as he began to wake up. His eyes slowly opened, then closed back, then opened again. He could feel the wood floor below him. He knew something was wrong, but he couldn't get his thoughts together. He slowly turned his head from one side to the other. That's when he saw the body lying on the other side of the room.

'Abby!' He thought as the memories of the evening flooded into his head.

He stood up, but the room swayed and he dropped back to his knees. "Abby!" He said in a whispered yell as he crawled over to her, "Abby!"

He immediately checked for a pulse, and sighed in relief when he found one. Her head was turned toward the wall, so he gently moved it so she would be facing him. He lightly patted her cheek, "Abby. Abby, wake up."

"Hmmm," She groaned.

"Come on, wake up."

Her face scrunched, "Timmy? Why're you in my coffin?" She mumbled, eyes still closed.

"We're not in your coffin. I don't know where we are."

"What're you talking about?"

"Abby, open your eyes!"

She sighed and opened them, then jumped up into a sitting position, "Oh my God, where are we?" She exclaimed.

"I have no idea."

"What happened?"

"I just remember… someone coming up behind me and… putting a cloth over my face."

Hearing Tim say it made the memory flash into Abby's mind, "That happened to me too."

Tim looked around inside the long and narrow room, "I think we're in the back of a semi."

"What?"

"That's what it looks like… from what I can see."

There was only a little bit of light shining in from up at the top right wall where someone had cut out an opening.

"And we're definitely moving," Abby added, "Help me up."

He took a hold of her hand and they both stood up. Abby quickly placed her other hand against the cold, steel wall to keep her balance, "This is not good, Timmy," Abby said, her voice shaking.

"Let's just not panic," Tim replied, trying to stay calm, "Maybe it's not as bad as it seems."

She slowly turned her head towards him, "Not as bad as it seems? Are you kidding me! We were drugged and thrown into the back of a semi! I'd say, it's panic time!"

"Keep your voice down," He warned, "They might come back here if they think we're awake."

"They? Who's they?"

"I don't know, I just know that there's more than one."

"What are we supposed to do? And don't say "I don't know" again!"

He shook his head, "I'm… not sure."

Abby rolled her eyes.

"I'm gonna go look out the opening thing," Tim said as he let go of her hand and slowly began walking over to it, trying not to fall as the semi rocked.

"It's up too high, you'll never reach."

He now stood just underneath the opening, "Then come over here and I'll lift you up."

She walked over to the other side, then held onto the wall as she walked up to him, "Are you crazy?"

"What else is there to do? There's nothing in here. No boxes to get on, no... anything."

"You probably weigh less than I do!"

He rolled his eyes, "Fine. Do you want to put me on your shoulders then?"

"Ugh! Bend over!"

"Take off your boots first."

"What?"

"Those things are like thirty pounds!"

She sat back down on the floor and began taking off the boots, "You realize how stupid this conversation is at a time like this, don't you?"

"Good morning, Ziva!" Tony said with a big smile as he walked into the bullpen.

"Good morning, Tony. You seem horribly chipper this morning."

"Awfully chipper, Ziva, awfully."

"Whatever… What is with the attitude?"

"I had a great night last night."

Ziva smiled slyly, "Big date?"

"Yeah."

"With who?"

"Tom Selleck."

Ziva's eyebrows furrowed, "That is weird in so many ways."

"Get your mind out of the gutter, Zee. I watched a six hour marathon of Magnum last night. They played all my favorite episodes."

"Do you not have the entire series on DVD anyway?"

He nodded, "Well, yeah."

"So, why do you watch it on TV?"

"Because, Ziva."

"Well, if you watched your DVD you would not have to bother with commercials."

Tony glared at her, "I'm tired of this conversation," He looked over at Tim's desk, "Where's McSlimFast?"

Ziva shrugged, "I do not know. He has not arrived yet."

Tony smiled, "Alright! I made it here before Mr. McPunctual."

"Please tell me you are not going to go on and on about it once he arrives."

"Who me? Would I do such a thing?"

"Yes, you would," Gibbs said as he walked into the bullpen with a cup of coffee.

"Hey, Boss. Didn't know you were here."

"That's cause I got here on time, unlike you."

Tony laughed nervously, "Oh, that was just… traffic sucked. You know, lots of it."

"Mhm." Gibbs sat down at his desk, "Where's McGee?"

"Not here," Ziva replied.

"Call him," Gibbs stood back up, "I'm going down to Abby."

Gibbs walked to the elevator and Tony looked to make sure he was gone, "You ever wonder why he even sits down when he gets right back up?"

Ziva picked up her desk phone, "No."

"All I see are trees. A lot of trees."

"Any other cars?"

"No, but we're on the far right side of the road. Even if there are other cars, they couldn't see us."

Tim sighed, "Okay, I'm bringing you down."

Tim bent down and Abby got off of his shoulders, "What are we gonna do, Tim?"

"I already told you I don't know."

"We have to do something! We're gonna die back here!"

"We are not going to die, Abby. We just have to wait until the driver stops for gas, then we make a lot of noise. Someone will hear us and help us."

Abby wiped the sweat off of her forehead, "And what if they don't stop for gas? What if they have enough gas to get to where they want to go? What if they take us to an abandoned building then fillet us like fish? What if-"

"Abby, stop!" Tim walked along the wall, just getting the feel of exactly how big the area was, "Ziva and Tony went through something like this before. They got through it, and we will too."

"Tony and Ziva were not drugged and thrown into the back of a truck. They were able to leave a trail of money. They had weapons. You guys had some clue as to where they were last seen. You guys had a place to start. WE don't have anything to leave a trail of. WE have no weapons. NO ONE has a clue as to where we last were at. NO ONE has a place to start. This is nothing like that!"

"Okay, Abby, I get that you're scared, but freaking out right now is not going to help."

"What else am I supposed to do?"

Tim sighed, "If we're not out of here within... six hours, then I you can freak out as much as you want to, deal?"

She glared at him, "Fine… You have a watch?"

Gibbs stormed back into the bullpen.

"He is not answering either phone, Gibbs," Ziva said.

Gibbs began dialing a number on his phone, "Abby hasn't come into work either."

"Should I keep trying McGee?"

"Yes." Gibbs hung up after letting Abby's cell phone ring ten times. He cursed, "Tony, try Abby's house."

"Yes, Boss."

Gibbs waited.

"Still no answer from McGee."

"Nothing from Abby," Tony added. He saw the worry in Gibbs' eyes, "Boss, it could be nothing. Abby and McGee do stuff together sometimes, maybe they fell asleep watching a movie last night or something."

Gibbs shook his head, "No. Abby wouldn't be late for work. Neither would McGee… Something's wrong."

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Side note: On my spell check, the suggested word for McSlimFast was Maximized. Am I the only one who finds that funny? It's almost 1am, so maybe that's why.