Two months later brought the rainy season back to Washington, and Abby felt the weather reflected her mood rather well. She had been staying with Sarah during the week, and at Tony's on the weekends, so Sarah could go out with friends. It was a Saturday afternoon in early September, when Abby's life took yet another dramatic turn.
"Hey Abby!" Tony called from a few stores down. "I'm gonna go grab a coffee! You want some hot chocolate?"
Abby shook her head no. "No thanks Tony." She called from under the canopy she was using as shelter. Tony had decided to take Abby out for the day to Downtown so she could do some shopping. Abby had stopped in front of the first building providing shelter, as it had began to pour. She looked up to find she was standing in front of one of her favorite stores, Borders. She started to scan the window displays and stopped dead in her tracks.
She was now standing directly in front of a Deep Six display. She had seen these displays many times, but not since Tim had left. The display that had once brought so much happiness into her life now donned several magazines with headlines contemplating exactly what had happened to the beloved "Thom E. Gemcity."
Tears began rolling down her cheek. It was hard enough having to deal with the loss of one person she loved. She had never really made the connection, that now both Timothy Mcgee and Thom E. Gemcity were gone.
Abby turned to walk away but was surprised to find someone behind her staring at her. "Abby?" The man asked.
Abby looked at him for a brief second, confirming she didn't know him. "Uh…Who are you?" She asked, not looking back at him.
"Abby. Look at me." The voice pleaded.
Suddenly, the voice sounded extremely familiar. "Tim?" She asked, turning to look again. She studied the man in front of her. His hair was much longer than Tim's and he had a bit of a five o'clock shadow, something Tim had never kept on for more than a couple hours, if that. She had completely diminished all hope before the man spoke again.
"Abby… It's me."
Suddenly Abby was sure. It was Tim, no doubt about it. "Tim!" She cried crushing her lips against his.
He pushed her away quickly and looked down at her stomach. Abby was barely showing, however you could definitely feel it. And Tim had felt it, a rock solid bump against his torso that most definitely hadn't been there before he left. "Abby?" He asked quietly as if he didn't believe it. "Abby, how come you didn't ask Vance to tell me?" Tim couldn't decide to be worried or hurt.
"I couldn't do that Timmy. I don't trust him anymore…" she said sort of quietly.
Tim looked at her with a look of anxiety before pulling her in for another kiss, which she gladly accepted.
Just then Tony exited the coffee shop a couple of stores down. "Heh…It's a bit wet out here…" He thought aloud as he saw a couple kissing in front of borders. Then it occurred to him, the woman looked an awful lot like Abby… in fact it was Abby! He started jogging in the direction of her. "Abby what are you…" he started but he stopped dead in his tracks when he realized who she was kissing. It was Timothy Mcgee.
Tony's grip on his coffee was suddenly gone and the cup crashed to the ground. He began walking slowly toward them and reached them just as Abby pulled back to speak.
"Mcgee?" Tony asked before Abby got a chance to say anything.
Tim turned to see Tony. He shot Abby a glare that obviously meant 'why on earth didn't you tell me he was here?', which he received a shrug for. "Tony, you can't tell anyone." Tim started quickly. "I'm on a very important undercover mission, and if anyone else finds out that I'm not really dead, we'll all be in extreme danger."
Tony, not believing anything in front of him shook his head. "What is this a sick game to you?" He asked Abby.
Abby looked hurt. "Tony!" She exclaimed with extreme frustration. "Tony, I couldn't tell you! I wanted to!"
Suddenly as if out of nowhere a black car pulled up and woman climbed out. She was tall, and tan. With a widow's peak that rivaled Ziva's. "Hi Timmy." The woman said and she planted a kiss on his lips. "Oh… Who are your friends?" She asked sweetly.
Abby looked about ready to strangle her right then and there and Tony still thought that he was being messed with. "These are my friends Abby and Tony." Tim introduced quickly. "I was just saying hi. We can go now darling." He said, giving Abby a quick glance that was an obvious plea for forgiveness.
Abby shook her head, and started walking away. "Abby wait!" Tim called after her.
"What is this to you?" Tony asked suddenly furious. "You think I'm an idiot. No one, has ever gone that deep undercover for NCIS, ever."
Tim sent him a look of panic, but the message didn't get across. So he took the plunge. "Tony this is Aya Sagie, my girlfriend." He had to spit out the last two words.
Tony, not getting that message either, firmly slapped him across the face. "You're a horrible person Timothy Mcgee." Was the last thing he said before he ran to catch up with Abby.
Tim suddenly found himself in an extremely awkward position. "Mcgee?" Aya asked confused.
Tim had to think fast, and went with the only thing he could think of. "Uh yeah. We were Fraternity brothers… We were the Mcgee's." He explained without much certainty.
Aya, obviously didn't know enough about Fraternity brothers to find this odd, so she just smiled and planted a kiss on his lips. "Timmy, weren't we going to have lunch at your work today?"
"Yeah. Come on." He replied walking toward Ricks Accounting.
"So what did your friend…Tommy was it?" Aya asked.
"Tony." Tim corrected.
"Tony…Why was he talking about…NCIS?" She asked curiously.
"Uhm… He's really interested in movies. It was from a movie he had seen." Tim lied.
"Oh." Aya replied, as sweetly as she could. "Timmy?"
"Yes Aya?" Tim replied.
"You seem sort of… distant…" Aya complained.
Tim hadn't realized that it was that obvious. Ever since he had kissed Aya in front of Abby he'd been feeling incredibly guilty. "Sorry. I've got a lot to do at work after lunch." He said truthfully.
"Well maybe you'd like to eat at my daddy's instead of your work." Aya suggested. "He's been dying to meet you."
Tim, realizing the opportunity he was given jumped for it. "Sure!" He replied enthusiastically.
"Oh yay!" Aya said sweetly pulling out her phone to call her driver back.
Meanwhile heading the opposite direction down the street were Abby and Tony.
"Abby!" Tony called finally catching up with her. "Abby are you okay?" He asked pulling her into a gentle hug.
Abby pulled back quickly. "No, but that's not important. Tony you didn't say anything stupid did you?" Abby asked in fear.
"Well I told him I knew he was lying because no one goes that deep undercover for NCIS, ever." Tony said proudly.
Abby was already shaking her head worriedly. "Anything else?" Abby asked quickly.
"Uh… Yeah! I told him and I quote "You're a horrible person Timothy Mcgee."
"NO! Tony you MORON!" Abby cried, racing for a nearby taxi.
"Abby?" Tony called confused.
"Tony! Tim is undercover!" Abby exclaimed climbing into the taxi.
"You mean you actually believe him?" Tony asked following her into the taxi.
"NCIS headquarters, Navy Yard." Abby directed the cabbie, then she turned to Tony. "I know for a fact he's telling the truth." Abby stated, before settling into her seat. The traffic was heavy and it was likely to be a while.
"So you're Timothy Graydon?" Saar Sagie greeted him. "My daughter Aya has told me so much about you." He said with a smile.
"Well Aya is a wonderful young woman." Tim said with a small smile.
"Would you like a drink?" Saar offered.
"Uhm…Water would be fine." Tim replied.
"There are some bottles in the fridge." Saar said quickly. "I just need to speak to Aya quickly." He said ushering his daughter into the next room.
"Aya what's wrong?" Saar asked quickly.
"Well. Timmy ran into some friends today. And one of them, Tony, I double checked his name. Was talking about NCIS. He also called Timmy, Timothy Mcgee instead of Graydon." Aya reported.
Saar sat down at his computer and opened Google. Timothy Mcgee. He typed in. He clicked on the first result and suddenly the NCIS website popped up, along with Team Gibbs' information.
"A man named Timothy Mcgee, works for NCIS, with an Anthony." Saar reported. "You said friends, was there anyone else?" He asked hurriedly. "Yeah, a girl named Abby."
"Abigail Mcgee." He reported.
"Mcgee?" Aya asked a bit too loudly.
"Aya, calm down. It could just be a coincidence." Saar said quickly.
"Right, we have no proof this is the Timothy Mcgee they were talking about. We'd need a picture." Aya said.
Saar returned to his search page and clicked on the next page, an NCIS news report. "Aya…" Saar said quietly looking at the picture. "Is it just me or is that Tim, and… Ziva?"
Aya looked. "And that's the Tony!" She exclaimed.
Saar looked at Aya. "Grab your knife." He said quickly, grabbing his own. "He's going to give us information whether he wants to or not."
They pulled the door open violently, expecting to find Tim sitting on the couch, however all they found was an empty room, with the front door open. "He's gone!" Aya exclaimed.
Timothy, what ever his last name was at the moment, was in his car, on the way to the Navy Yard. He knew his cover was blown, and that everyone there was in extreme danger. His driving resembled Ziva's as he raced to the Navy Yard, getting there in a time that defied all laws of Physics.
Not caring that most people seeing him, thought they were going insane, he raced into NCIS Headquarters. He raced up the stairs, unwilling to wait for the elevator and ran into the squadroom.
"Gibbs!" He called out of breath.
Gibbs looked up, then down, then back up with realization. "Timothy…" He started.
"No, Gibbs you don't understand, we have to get out. NOW!" Tim said quickly.
"What happened?" Gibbs asked quietly.
"Well, I ran into Tony and Abby today, and then Aya… Told Saar about it, and he knows, he knows who I am! He also knows I'm married to Abby… Gibbs they're going to kill her." Tim was panicking so much he hadn't realized that both Ziva and Jeremy were staring at him, surprised he was even alive.
"How much time?" Gibbs asked jogging towards the stairs.
"Not much." Tim replied, following.
Gibbs entered the directors office, without as much as a nod toward his assistance.
"Gibbs… Why am I surprised you didn't knock?" Vance asked.
"Not now. Mcgee!" Gibbs called, and Tim entered. Vance's eyes widened but he didn't speak. "Explain, now!" Gibbs directed.
"Director Vance, I know that this seems bad, and it is. My cover was blown a little over an hour ago, and I have extreme reasons for thinking they're after Abby now, and the rest of the team next." Tim said quickly.
Vance headed for the phone. "Exactly what do you know they know?" He asked as he dialed.
"I know they know I'm actually an NCIS undercover agent named Timothy Mcgee, they know Abby and I are married, and they know who everyone else is that I worked with." He explained.
"Gibbs, call Abby, tell her that she and Tony are needed, now." Vance directed, before giving his attention to his phone. After a moment he turned to Tim. "Explain to Ziva and Jeremy… Now!"
Tim rushed down the stairs to the squadroom and found a very confused Ziva and an amused Jeremy. "So you're the proceeding probie?" Jeremy asked.
"Yes, but not important." He replied turning to Ziva. "Ziva, I know this is weird. We had to stage my death so I could go undercover. My cover was blown a little over an hour ago, and Abby's in extreme danger." Tim started to explain.
Ziva snapped into action. "What can I do?" She asked.
"I really don't know Ziva. Right now I'm as out of the action plan as you." Tim said quietly.
Ziva walked over to him and gave him a hug. "I'm so happy you're alright Tim." She said softly.
Before he could reply Vance was coming down the stairs, and Tim and Ziva stood ready for orders. "Tim, as soon as Abby and Tony get here, you and Tony are on Protection detail for Doctor Mallard and Mr. Palmer." Vance said, and Tim nodded in reply. "Ziva, you and Gibbs will be on protection detail for Abby, as she's most likely at a greater risk than anyone else right now." Ziva nodded. Then Vance turned to Jeremy. "I need you to work on securing the Navy Yard, I don't want anyone coming on or going off this yard unless they're cleared by me personally."
"On it!" All three agents replied as Abby and Tony came in.
"Come on Tony, we're downstairs." Tim said quickly heading for the elevator.
Ziva turned to Gibbs who had just entered. "We're on…"
"Protection detail for Abby. I know." Gibbs finished for her.
Abby looked up from where she had taken a seat. "Ziva, as protection detail… Does part of that involve you getting me something to eat?" She asked hopefully.
Ziva turned to Gibbs. "Go Ziva. Just hurry back."
"What do you want Abby?" Ziva asked.
"Anything, as long as it's not spicy. I don't feel like eating, but I haven't eaten since this morning…" Abby replied.
"All right. I'll be right back." Ziva called as she raced to the elevator.
Abby sat, and Gibbs kept watch for the next ten minutes. Suddenly Abby felt a wave of nausea, and she ran to the women's room. Gibbs followed until she reached the door. He decided it would be best if he waited outside, just in case.
Abby ran into the restroom and retched. She was feeling extremely unpleasant, and turned to go rinse her mouth out. However, that unpleasant feeling was replaced by a much worse one.
"So you're Abigail Mcgee." A man wearing a ski mask said quietly.
Abby was about ready to scream, but she thought better of it eyeing the revolver in his hand. "What do you want?" She asked just as quietly.
Even under the mask Abby could tell the man was smirking. "Oh Abigail, why rush into this?" He asked.
"You must want something, or else you wouldn't have me backed up against the counter in a women's room. I figured it was better not to beat around the bush." Abby replied, obviously irritated.
"Well, it's your choice. We can make this fast," He said gesturing toward his revolver. "Or slow." He said pulling out a knife.
"Why do you want me dead?" Abby asked, genuinely confused.
"Because Abigail Mcgee, your husband broke my daughters heart, now I intend to do the same to him." The man said pulling of the mask. "Make your choice." He said with a sneer.
Abby unable to control herself any longer, let out an ear piercing scream, which was followed directly by a single gun shot.
Author's Note:Dun Dun dun…. I know, it's intense… And going to get better! I'm on a writing high right now, so I might write another chapter by tonight! WHO KNOWS? Review!