Chapter 4: The wake up
I suddenly realized I've been forgetting to properly give you information about my story!
So:
Author: Loes-chan
Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS, although I keep Mark Harmon in my closet. Right where he belongs.
Classification: Abby/Gibbs stuff. Hurt, family, drama, love.
Rating: T (13+, just to be sure. You never know how this story will end up right? ^^)
Spoilers: None. I made up the whole thing.
Beta: didn't have time for that; I wanted to upload it as soon as possible, but remember: I'm not English, so sadly there'll be a lot of mistakes.
A/N Thanks dolphinsiren is me and NCISMASH4ever for your kind reviews! I hope I'll live up to your expectations. My English has –hopefully- improved and so far it has not bothered people so that's a relief. I have to say my vocabulary is still not really good so it means a lot to me.
Thanks everyone who follows my story!
I'm a little spacey right now cause I just re-watched the episode kill Ari part 1 and GOD Abby and Gibbs are so CUTE. When he drops his coffee… and comforts her… I kept screaming "Ari die!" the whole time though. My father is a little freaked out.. :S
But let's go back to the story now, shall we? Abby has disappeared, and where did she go? How does the team handle it and can Gibbs find her in time? If you want the answer, start reading ;)
(Btw, The names Danai and Jadelyn are pronounced as Dàn-aand Jade-lin).
Preview from chapter 3:
And with the stuffed animal grasped in his hand he, Leroy Jethro Gibbs, made a promise. Whatever it took, he would safe her. Even if it cost him his life. Because she was his forensic scientist. Because she was Abby Scuito. And because he loved her.
His phone went off. Could it be… With awkward hands he managed to get the thing out of his pocket and picked up. "Abby?" he asked immediately.
"Uh, no, boss," McGee nervously said. Gibbs felt disappointment rushing through him. He could bite his tongue for showing that much weakness. "We got something," the youngest agent of his team continued.
"On my way." Gibbs clapped his phone shut with way more force than necessary. He was angry at himself, because it was his fault, his fault that she was missing. If only he hadn't drunk too much, he would have heard someone that was about to ring his doorbell right away. Especially if there had been a struggle. But, Gibbs wondered: why would she come to his house in the middle of the night? What did she find out that would cause her to speed to his place at 3 am? Why that late? It didn't make sense. It wasn't like Abby never stayed up that late to investigate some evidence, but he always knew it if she did. There weren't any on-going cases at the moment so he couldn't understand… The team leader tried to think like the forensic scientist. She had been home, but suddenly she decided to go to him.
To confess something she felt guilty about because she couldn't sleep? Possible, but then again, she wouldn't wait that long to confess something; Abby definitely couldn't keep something from him for more than, what, 3 seconds? So not an option.
Maybe she had a nightmare and was scared? It wasn't the first time she needed comfort after a bad dream. Hmm. Could be… but in that case, what would cause her to be in such a hurry? Unless…
Unless she thought I was in danger.
That would explain the hurrying, the open car door, the time… But why would she think that? A nightmare wouldn't be enough to cause such a realistic fear. Besides, that would be too much of a coincidence. And Leroy Jethro Gibbs didn't believe in coincidences.
…..
Abby Sciuto was in pain. Serious pain. Her head felt like someone just trampled on it and her eyes wouldn't open, no matter how hard she tried. Something kept her telling her to wake up, though. But it hurt so much, it hurt…
"Are you alright, miss?" a small children's voice asked close to her ear. She frowned, trying to make her head work again. Finally, she found that she could think through the pain. The forensic scientist discovered that she was laying flat on a floor. Slowly, she raised her hand and touched her head. No blood. Good.
Her mouth felt very dry so she moved her tongue, trying to create some saliva.
"What happened?" She managed to say with a cracked voice. Her eyes still felt like they were glued to her face so she didn't try to open them yet.
"You've been kidnapped, miss," she heard the small voice say.
"What?" Still dazed, she tried to open her eyes once again and found that she could. They felt swollen en painful and her surroundings were blurry. Abby rubbed her eyes, trying to get some vision back. When it did, she simply waited for her head to give her an explanation of where she was and why. No memories came flooding back, no logic explanation came to her. That was so strange that she could just look around dumb-founded.
Abby found herself in a small, dark room. Dim light shone in through the only window, showing her that she wasn't alone.
…..
HQ
McGee pushed on a button and made a connection from his computer to the main screen so everyone could see what he was doing. Tony and Ziva were sharing worried looks.
"What do you think happened to Abby?" Ziva whispered to him. "It must be something bad otherwise he wouldn't wake us at 3 pm."
"He told me she disappeared," Tony answered. His face was pale and his fists were clenched. "He never explained, but if it is what I think it is…" He took a deep breath. "she is in a lot of trouble".
They looked up when McGee jumped up.
"Ziva, Tony, I did it!" He pointed at the main screen. It showed a map with a little red light flashing on and off. McGee pointed at it.
"This is Abby's cell phone. As you can see, it's moving. That means-"
"She is in a car." Gibbs walked towards them with a determined look on his face. "Gear up and do it fast!" He stormed away. It wasn't that far… maybe they could even catch up with them if he drove fast enough…
The team ran to the elevator.
…..
A little boy who looked like he was a year of 8 or 9 was sitting next to her. His face showed fear and he crept backwards when she tried to sit up. It didn't really work well, since her feet were all tangled and awkward and she fell back on the floor. Her head hit the floor and for a second it all went black again. She closed her eyes and waited for the pain to pass. Slowly it became less painful and she breathed out in a shudder.
She almost screamed when a small hand was placed on her arm.
"Can I help you sit up?" A different voice this time. Abby forced herself to open her eyes again. A pair of bright blue eyes in a face covered with dirt stared at her. The young girl, maybe 6, gave her a watery smile. The girl was covered in brown sand and her blonde hair was sticking to her face.
"We'll help you, ma'am." Abby looked over to her other side and blinked a few times, wondering if her eyes were playing tricks on her.
"We're twins, ma'am," the other girl said. "I'm Danai and that's Jadelyn." She both grasped her arm and together they managed to get her with her back resting against the wall. After that, Abby had to regain her breath and for a while she was just fighting back the blackness. The moment passed. Everything still was a mess. Why couldn't she figure out where she was and who were those children? She stopped herself from panicking. No. I have to calm down. One thing at a time.
The first thing the forensic scientist did was to check herself on any injury, except the pain in her head. No broken ribs, no wounds; all she could find was a twisted ankle.
Good. I'm not really injured. Now, why does my head hurt so much?
Suddenly, she could finally place the weird taste in her mouth. Her eyes widened. Gamma hydroxybutyrate….In other words: GHB. That meant she was drugged!
And then it hit her. The whole evening came back to her: the nightmare about Gibbs, and how she rushed to his house. And after that, the three men…. Realization struck.
She gasped.
Gibbs hadn't saved her.