A/N Thank you all so much for all of your reviews! They always make my day.
I know that this is a very, very small chapter. And It is the best I can do. For the next two and a half week I am going to work 60 hours a week to pay for my school next year, so I don't know when I am going to update again.
Chapter 6
The next morning wasn't bright and shiny at all. Abby had a hard time dragging herself out of her coffin. Usually she loved going to work, but today was going to be awful. She felt it in her gut.
Feeling tired and out of sorts, she put on some clothes. She picked her funeral outfit because work without Tim was nearly as sad as a funeral. She completed her sad look with makeup that was even more somber than usual. She tried to eat some breakfast but found that she couldn't swallow. Putting the bowl cereal aside, she left for work.
When she arrived at the lab, she flipped through her music, looking for something to fit her mood; which today was sad and dark. Virgin Black it was. As she heard the first tones of Requim, Kyrie kick in, she found that it made her feel a little better. Comforted, she could now attack this horrible evidence; she would give everything she could for her Timmy.
She decided to start with the blood first, hoping that some of it was from the attacker. Her gut clenched, however, when every one of the blood samples turned out to be McGee's. She continued with evidence from the first crime scene, hoping for better luck.
When Gibbs came in at 9 am she had already been working for two long hours. Happy to have a distraction, she accepted the caff-pow and told Gibbs she had nothing yet.
"You can't rush science, Gibbs! You can yell at it - but you can't make it work faster." And, with that, she demanded Gibbs leave her alone so she could continue working. He could come back in a few hours with another caff-pow, - or, as usual, when his gut told him to.
A few minutes later an alarm sounded over the entire Navy Yard. Abby was frightened and hurried to the bullpen to be protected by Gibbs. This could be the thing her gut had been warning her about all day long.
She was stopped at the top of the stairs by a terrifying sight. There he was. Theo Vonk, with a very, very, very big gun. A M14 45mm caliber. And, even worse, he had the gun pointed at Gibbs and DiNozzo. The guys were trapped, with Gibbs standing in front of Tony. Vonk could easily kill them both with one shot. Yard security came to clear the area and hurried Abby away, evacuating her and the others to a secure building nearby.
When Abby found Ducky, she could only hug him and cry. First, there was whole thing with McGee in the hospital and now this freak with a gun. It was just too much. Ducky just hugged the goth and tried to convince her that everything would be alright. It was a difficult task, considering he couldn't even convince himself.
A/N i am sooo mean...