NCIS:
THE NIGHT EVERYTHING CHANGED...
DISCLAIMER:
NCIS and chacters do not belong to me.
RATING: M...This is my first rated M story, between these two characters.
SUMMARY:
After Kate's funeral and the case is over, Tim finds Abby in a bar and after they have a few drinks. Tim calls a cab, the cab first stops at Abby's apartment...Tim gets out with the only intention being to make sure Abby makes it to her door okay...something happens to change that...
CHAPTER 11: CAN THIS DAY GET ANY WORSE...
ABBY'S P.O.V.
I hated lying to Tim and telling him I was fine. I could tell he saw right through the lie, because he stopped in the doorway and looked back at me.
I wanted to tell him not to go, but he had a job to do and so did I.
"Be careful." I said, but he was already gone.
'What would happen if there was a day, Tim went out in the field and got killed like, Kate?
No! I can't think like that, because Gibbs and Tony had his back...even Ziva.'
TIM'S P.O.V.
Gibbs was in the driver's seat, Tony behind him and I got into the back seat behind Ziva.
Leaning back, I closed my eyes, thinking it would be only for a moment. It didn't seem very long, when I felt someone shaking me.
"McGee, wake up." Came Tony's voice.
I looked around, looking at the park and I saw a sight that almost made me sick.
A pregnant Petty Officer had been raped and she went missing just a few months ago. At the time of her disappearance she had been a little over six months pregnant.
Not long after her disappearance, the case had turned cold.
She had been cut open and someone...taken her baby!
My thoughts turned to Abby and the baby we were getting ready to have.
This was not going to be an easy case...cases are never easy, but I knew this one would be hard on Abby and me.
I was worried about how she would handle this...I know she's strong, but right now she's also pregnant.
"McDaydreamer!" Tony called and I shook my head looking over at him.
"What?" I asked.
"Why don't you take the statements? I'll take the pictures." Tony said and I couldn't believe he was being nice.
"All right." I agreed glad to get away from the horrible sight.
It was an hour later when the pictures had been taken, the statements taken and the evidence collected.
It was time to head back to NCIS, I already knew I was going to take the evidence down to Abby and would stay with her the rest of the day.
ABBY'S LAB...
ABBY'S P.O.V.
I looked up as Tim entered my lab bringing me the evidence.
There was something in his face...
Something must have happened at the crime scene.
"Tim...?" I began.
"Abbs, I think we should talk to Director Shepard about going ahead and bringing someone in to help you." Tim told me and I knew there was something he wasn't telling me.
"Why?" I asked.
"This is going to be a difficult..." Tim began.
"Every case is difficult, Tim. Why would this one be any different?" I asked and could see the hesitation.
"Remember a couple of months ago when a pregnant petty officer went missing?" Tim asked and I knew without him telling what had happened.
He set the evidence down, but held onto the memory card.
"Let me have the memory card, Tim." I said.
"I don't k..." Tim started.
"Let me have it. We have to get to work on this case." I said.
"Abby, I don't thin..." Tim started.
"Tim, quit trying to treat me like I'm fragile you don't have to protect me." I told him as I walked over to him.
"Abby, Tony had to take the pictures. Just seeing it almost made me sick." Tim said, but I reached out and took the memory card from him.
I put the memory card in and once the pictures appeared on the screen, I ran for the bathroom and making it in just before I got sick.
I have worked many cases, but this one was one Tim had been trying to protect me from and now I knew why.
I felt the tears and began to cry, and then I heard the door to the bathroom open.
"Abby?" Came Tim's voice, he seemed unsure about coming in.
"I-I'm the on-only one in here, T..." I couldn't say anymore and felt myself get sick again.
I felt his hand on my back; finally, I flushed the toilet and made my way to the sink to rinse out my mouth.
"Abby, why don't we..." Tim started and I looked at him.
"How could someone d-do something like that?" I asked and put my arms around Tim.
I felt him wrap his arms around me and I cried harder.
"I don't know, Abby. But I do know whoever did this is going to regret the day they were born. They would really regret it if they met you, because you would kill them and not..." Tim didn't go on and I gave a shaky laugh.
I felt him kiss the top of my head and for a long time we just stood there, our arms around each other.