A/N: Ok, if reviews equal love, then I guess this story isn't going down as well as I'd like... here's chapter 3 because I had it written

Back at NCIS headquarters, McGee went down to Abby's lab to start trying to find a match on the evidence that Tony and Ziva had collected. The lab was brightly lit, music still blaring. He half expected to walk in and see Abby working at her computer. He left the music going; it reminded him of her. Shaking his head to clear it, he inserted the SD card from Tony's camera into the card reader, bringing up the photos of the tire tracks. He set the computer program to search the relevant databases while he began running tests on the headlight glass.

He hoped he'd get a match on something quickly; the faster he got answers, the faster they could track down whoever did this to Abby. Plus, as much as he wanted to catch this dirt bag, he wanted to be there when Abby came out of surgery.

He sat at the computer bank with his head in his hands, thinking about Abby. He'd worked with her every day for over 7 years now; now he might never get the chance to do so again. She had to be ok; he couldn't lose her. He'd never managed to get over Abby, even 8 years down the track. Why had he never told her that? Lost in his thoughts, he was startled when one of Abby's computers beeped. He looked up, excited. He had a match! He grabbed his cell phone and dialled

"Yeah, Gibbs"

"Boss, I got a match"

"Be right there"

Gibbs hung up and looked at the remainder of his team.

"McGee got a match"

He headed for the elevator, knowing they were at his back. They didn't really need to go downstairs to get the info, but he knew they couldn't stand sitting around while Abby's life hung in the balance. As if that wasn't motivation enough, he had Vance on his back as well; when he'd called the Director to tell him about Abby's injuries and his suspicions, Vance had ordered him to get to the bottom of this one fast.

He led the way into the lab

"What do you got, McGee?"

"Got a hit on the tire tracks you found, Boss. The tires are original equipment on the Dodge Charger, manufactured between 2002 and 2008. I don't have a return on the headlight glass yet"

"DiNozzo, check with the MPs again, see if they can remember any more about the damaged car-"

Ziva broke in "What about surveillance footage, Gibbs?"

Tony shook his head "The cameras are all focused on the entrance points, Zee-vah. No shots of exiting vehicles"

"Actually, you're wrong Tony" McGee interrupted

The rest of the team turned and looked at him on their way out of the lab

"Boss, they upgraded the security camera network on the gatehouses last month. The new system has more cameras, and they capture outgoing vehicles as well as the incoming"

"DiNozzo, talk to the MPs. Ziva, get those tapes!"

"On it, Boss!"

Gibbs turned to McGee. "That's good work McGee. Let me know when you get a hit on that glass"

Ziva returned quickly with the security footage on CD, closely followed by DiNozzo. She sat down at her desk and inserted the CD into her computer, listening to DiNozzo as she opened the footage.

"No dice with the MPs, Gibbs. Only one of them remembers seeing the damaged car, and all he can remember is it was a dark coloured sedan. It's been a really busy day out there; they were more concerned about checking out the cars entering the Yard than any leaving. Sorry, Boss"

Gibbs nodded and turned his attention to Ziva

"Any luck with those tapes?"
"I got all of today's footage, but I am having trouble finding the damaged car, Gibbs"

"Put it up on the plasma, and get McGee up here"

"No need Boss" McGee's voice came from behind them "I got a hit on the headlight glass; it's also from a Dodge Charger. And there was blood on it too, I ran it through AFIS. It's Abby's"

He took the remote from Ziva and started fast forwarding through the tape, pausing whenever he saw a dark sedan. Finally with Tony's help, he found the car with the damaged headlight that the MP had noticed. They had a clear shot of the license plate as the car went through the gate. He grabbed a pen and paper, writing down the plate number before going to his desk and running it through the system.

He got a hit quickly, and grimaced at his screen

"Boss, you're not going to like this" he called out

"What is it, McGee?"

"The car was registered as a government fleet vehicle and assigned to an Agency motor pool"

"Ok, so which Agency?"

"NCIS. The car is one of ours, Boss"

Gibbs cursed under his breath. That was all they needed

"DiNozzo, David, find out who signed out that car and when, and if it's been returned. McGee, go back to the hospital and relieve Ducky" he waited until Tony and Ziva had made it to the elevators before continuing

"You've done all you can here for today, Tim. Call me the minute she gets out of surgery"

McGee didn't say anything, but Gibbs caught his grateful smile as he headed for the elevator.