Chapter 6: real or unreal?

A/N I'm afraid it's gonna take a while before I can give you real Gabby action… But don't be afraid; it'll come. I'm a little stuck in giving explanations without the story getting… boring. Please, tell me if it is… :(

- Dear dear readers,
It's the second day of Christmas and I wish you all the peace and love in the world.
Thank you so much for reading, I really love you all. You made my day, my week, maybe my month, hell maybe my year. (well that's not really hard to say isn't it?)
So today I give you an extra long chapter too! Merry Christmas! I'm eating Christmas cake while writing this and I gotta say I love these days.

Thank you, cheether, for correcting me. I thought it was a very funny mistake. :)
And thank you, my dearest friend Tino, who helped me a lot with my language issues and stuff. She always helps when I get stuck and inspired me to write fan fiction. Please keep helping me!
As for the rest: Please remember I'm a newbie and not even English. So forgive me if I make a couple -or a lot- of mistakes.

Disclaimer: see chapter 4.
Warning: Spoiler season 2x22, SWAK

Preview:
Abby woke up to a hard sound. Not her usual alarm. Not the heather either. For one second, she didn't recognize her surroundings, or the man that just slammed the door open.
Then it all came back to her.
"Welcome to the club, miss Scuito," a malice voice said. Abby looked at her face and paled.
"You!" was all she could say.

…..

Gibbs car almost flew over the highway with an impossible high speed. The whole team was trying desperately to spot a car in front of them.
They rounded a corner on two wheels and suddenly they spotted it: red and orange backlights. A vehicle appeared right in front of them. It was a large truck and they wondered how they could've missed it until now. Their boss speeded up and passed the truck, subsequently cornering it.
The truck came to an abrupt halt when its path was blocked. Gibbs was already out of the car when it hadn't fully stopped moving yet, his gun drawn. He looked through the small window of the passenger seat.
A bald man was staring at him with round eyes. His hands flew up when he spotted the gun.
"Please… I've got no money. Don't shoot, don't shoot!" He yelled agitated. Gibbs pulled the truck door open and brought his gun very close to the man's face.
"That depends. Where is she?" He demanded. The truck driver began to sweat.
"What… I don't know what you're talking about…"
"Like hell you do!" Gibbs snarled. He pressed the weapon against the man's throat. "You have three seconds to tell me or I'll blow your head off! One… Two…" The man winced.
"No, please, I swear, I don't know anything! No!" The special agent snorted and was about to shoot the guy –not fatal, of course- when he was interrupted.
"Boss!" Tony yelled from the back of the vehicle, attracting his attention. "The truck is empty! She's definitely not here!" What? No! She got to be –She had to be!
Gibbs turned to the driver in unbelief.
"Where is Abby! What did you do to her!"
"Boss?" McGee's voice. "I found her cell phone. It was in the trunk: stuffed inside a box of, uh, bananas." Gibbs gave the man another threatening glare but then jumped out of the cabin and snatched the cell phone out of the probie's hands. It was a black cell phone with a bat printed on it.
There was no doubt.
It was Abby's phone.
Gibbs cursed, unconsciously hugging the small black object to his chest. He was gonna get the person that was responsible, he was gonna kill him- or her, for that part. And when Leroy Jethro Gibbs was on to someone, everyone feared for their lives.
"Someone must have put it there… I just picked those boxes up at the previous gas station, I swear I didn't know," The driver rambled. No one listened to him. They were all desperately trying to figure out what to do now.
"Damn," Gibbs cursed again. He put all of his strength in a punch against the side of the truck.
"Hey!" The owner objected angry, but the special agent didn't pay any attention to him. He walked to his car, got in, and slammed the door shut. The other members of his team gave the driver an apologizing look and they also went to the car.

It was going to be a very long night.

…..

Abby stared up in horror at the person that just came in. It was a woman, mid-twenties maybe. She stood very balanced on killer heels and had an air of confidence around her that showed in the way she flipped her dark hair over her shoulder and flashed the Goth girl a toothpaste smile. I know that woman… But from where?
"Ah, look at you. Still Gothic? Some people never grow up, do they?" She added to a Chinese man that had followed her into the room. He didn't answer. The girl looked at the woman, trying to figure out why she suddenly felt so scared.
"Oh well, we're all very glad you're here! A real forensic scientist in our cellar; I'm honored!" It was obvious she didn't mean a word of it. She gave Abby a patronizing look. "Oh, you do recognize me, do you?" She snorted. "Of course it's been a while since you took my DNA and sent my mom to prison, even though she was already dying." Abby gasped as the pieces fit into place.
Details of the case flew through her mind: Tony got a letter, "sealed with a kiss". It contained a white powder that appeared to be bacteria: Tony got the plague. She remembered how Gibbs came into her lab in a bubble suit, as not to contaminate anyone. They discovered that it had something to do with an unsolved rape case. The mother of the raped victim wanted them to re-open her daughter's case. But she was dying of a brain tumor and just went crazy on the way to the office. The daughter confessed that she made the whole thing up but her mother still had to go to prison for attempted murder of a special agent.

""You do remember me," she stated. She closed the door behind her and went to stand in the middle of the room. "She did it because of me, you know. She was just being a good mother. But you still sent her to prison. While she was dying! But no, why would that bastard Gibbs care?" Her voice turned furious. "I was left heartbroken. I didn't know where to go when she… died. But then I met someone who wants that bastard dead just as much as I do. And now you're here…" She grinned maliciously. "I can finally get my revenge." Abby became more and more upset as the woman continued talking.
The forensic scientist tried to get up but her legs wouldn't cooperate. So she gave up and just planted her hands at her side.
"You know, Sarah, your "good" mother almost killed Tony! And the reason she did that was your fault! You were the one that lied in the first place! And it isn't Gibbs' fault that you're mother was ill! That is not HIS fault, you hear me?" She yelled louder and louder. "He didn't even know she was send to priso-"
"Shut her up," demanded Sarah, interrupted her. She fell abruptly silent when the Chinese man slapped a piece of duck-tape over her mouth. Still trying to continue screaming, Abby tried to tear the tape off, but the man was faster. He grabbed her hands and tied them together with tape.
"Too bad we don't need you today. I would love to see Gibbs' face when he realizes he lost his favorite… for good." The girl went cold. No! You won't hurt him! I won't allow you! She didn't give up that easily and frantically tried to continue speaking, but all she produced were muffled sounds. The woman snickered again and gestured something to the Chinese man, who let her go. He directed his attention to the other hostages, who were cuddled together in a corner. The man coughed a few times, his body shaking violently.
"My, my, getting ill, too? So you know how it feels then," she commented
"If you do, why don't you free me, then?" the man rasped.
"Too bad. I can't help you, mister LaRouche. You're not here because of me. I'm just an accomplice of the real big boss. Now, were're the twins… Ah. You pick one," she ordered the man. He grabbed Jadelins arm and pulled her upwards. The child immediately began to scream, fighting the grip he had on her arm. But apparently the man was a skilled fighter because he hit her in a place in her neck and she immediately fell limp in his arms.
"Jadelin! No!" Danai made a plunge for her twin sister, but Victor stopped her, wrapping his arms around her.
"You can't save her. They'll hurt you, too," he whispered soothing in her ear, a lonely tear falling down. He continued to hold the little girl there while she fought and cried. Sarah was observing the whole scene with an amused look.
"How touching. Well, good news for this little brat here; the cops have arranged for one of you to be set free. So if everything goes alright, she should be fine." Danai stopped struggling and stared at the woman with clouded eyes."Of course, there's also the possibility that the feds don't keep their part of the deal. And we all know what will happen then…" Laughing, she disappeared through the door, the Chinese man trailing her with the unconscious little girl in his arms. The door slammed close.
Abby saw how the other sister finally managed to get free. The girl flew to the door and scratched with her nails over the solid wood, screaming her sister's name. Tears fell down the goth girls cheeks when she saw the child break down, sobbing on the cold floor.
Right then and there, she swore she would get them all out of here.

…..

He knew he lost his only clue the moment McGee showed him Abby's cell phone. The ones that did this were a lot smarter than he thought. What to do know? Mostly he just trusted his gut…
Suddenly he knew. The special agent turned to McGee with a penetrating stare.
"Ya think you can track the results of the satellite imagery of my street using your PDA… in exactly the time I need to get to the previous gas station?
"Uuh, I don't know…" McGee stuttered. The whole situation was freaking him out. Abby was missing, but Gibbs didn't let them in on the details. It was so frustrating that it made him really nervous. "Maybe… Depends on-" Before he could utter a whole lot of technical details, his boss interrupted him.
"Yeah, whatever: just do it. Ziva you help him!" He took off, pressing the accelerator all the way down. The car shot forward with a bang. With renewed force he raced down the highway, desperately hoping his gut was right.

A/N So what do you think? Please let me know if you think I should change something.