Dreams are a curious thing and at times they can often time become very enlightening. This is where Abby found herself, in a deep sleep, in a deep dream.

"Gibbs?" Abby asked finding herself and him alone in his basement. "I thought we were at the hospital…" She said curiously as she looked around for the crib that Gibbs had been building for her son. "Where's the crib?" She asked after a long silence.

"Abby there is no crib here." Gibbs replied as he picked up a sander and moved over to parts of yet another boat.

"Here is… where?" Abby asked curiously.

"Here is where you could be." Gibbs replied without much thought.

Abby thought about it for a second. "You mean… this is what my life could be like if I hadn't made all those stupid mistakes?"

Gibbs shrugged. "You might not think they're mistakes after Abs." Gibbs said gently and he suddenly became hazy as Abby quickly found herself back in her old apartment.

"Mom!" A voice rang through the room.

"Caitlin?" Abby called back, surprised to see a different version of herself standing at the kitchen counter.

"Morgan for the seven hundredth time I will not drive you to that party." She watched herself say.

"Mom!" The girl replied before a tall teenager walked into the kitchen sporting dangerously high heels and a horrifyingly short mini dress. "It's not fair! Everyone's going to be there!"

"I don't care if everyone's going to be there, you're not getting drunk just to go to school tomorrow morning Morgan." Abby watched herself say.

"I HATE YOU!" Morgan screamed at her.

"WELL YOU'RE JUST GOING TO HAVE TO LEARN TO LIVE WITH THAT!" She screamed back as Morgan slammed her bedroom door.

Abby looked at herself in shock. "Where's Caitlin… and Stace… and Ryan?" She muttered under her breath. "Who's Morgan?" Suddenly Abby found herself arriving at work. "Please let this be normal…" She mumbled.

"Susan?" Mcgee called from the bullpen as the elevator doors slid open.

"Timmy I need help!" She called in a high pitched voice that Abby recognized immediately. Abby rushed toward the elevator, by now having figured out that no one could see or hear her. She saw Susan Grady, the polygraph lady standing in the elevator carrying two baby carriers with a diaper bag at her feet.

"Hey Honey." Tim said as he pressed his lips to Susan's as he took one of the baby carriers from her. "How are my little boys doing?" He asked in a babyish voice as he also picked up the diaper bag from the floor.

"They are feeling extremely obnoxious and like they don't want their mother to get any sleep. Or feel happy." Susan said as the pair went back to the bullpen. Both Tim and Susan set the baby carriers down on the empty desk across from where Tony's desk would be.

"Well I can help with some of that." Tim said with a smirk as he captured her lips and pushed her back so she was seated on his desk.

"No… no no no no no." Abby screamed desperate to pull them apart but knowing she couldn't do anything. Just then the elevator announced its arrival again and Tony and other-world-Abby came into the room.

"Abby it's not your call as to what Morgan can or can't do." Tony said angrily.

"She's just as much my daughter as your daughter." Abby watched herself argue back. "I'm not sending her to a party where there's obviously going to be drugs and alcohol."

"She's only going to be a senior once Abby!" Tony exclaimed. "Just let her go!"

"NO!" She screamed back. "I'm not taking her and you're going out tonight!"

"We've talked about this!" Tony argued.

Abby watched herself sigh angrily. "Look if you wanted your daughter to go to parties like that then you knocked up the wrong chick." She replied before storming out of the bullpen.

Abby practically collapsed against the wall trying to figure out what was going on in whatever alternate reality she was trapped in. I… I had Tony's baby… Tim and I aren't together. I didn't even talk to him… Susan called him Timmy… He's my Timmy. She thought through before she suddenly found herself changing to a different scene. She was out on an open road and cars were whizzing past her. She was looking for any sign of familiarity when she saw Tim's Porsche in the distance. She was waiting desperately for something to happen when suddenly she heard the screeching of tires and watched a semi truck spin out of control and flatten Tim's car in the process.

"NO!" Abby screamed out running desperately through the cars. "Timmy… Timmy…" She was muttering as she ran over the rubble and into the scene, desperately wanting to rip the car door open but finding herself unable to grasp onto the handle. "NO! TIMMY I NEED YOU!" She said before collapsing into the rubble in shock.

Moments later she found herself back in Gibb's basement. "WHAT HAPPENED?" She yelled angrily. "WHERE WERE YOU! WHERE WAS ZIVA!"

"I'm gone Abs." Gibbs said quietly. "In this world you and Ziva never became friends, and Ziva never became part of the team."

"But…" Abby argued to herself.

"Because Ziva wasn't here when I was in a coma, after I woke up I never remembered you." Gibbs began to explain. "I went back to Mexico and got shot."

"Just like that?" Abby asked in disbelief. "How come Tony and I had a baby?"

"When you found out I was gone you went to Tony for comfort because Mcgee was too busy writing." Gibbs said awkwardly.

"YOU MEAN I GOT PREGNANT BECAUSE OF A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DINOZZO?" Abby screamed angrily.

"I'm afraid so." Gibbs said gently.

"Well why is he so… distant from our daughter?" Abby asked as she pulled up a stool.

"Maybe you should see her birth…" Gibbs suggested and suddenly Abby felt herself moving to a different scene. This time she found herself in a hospital staring at herself clearly miserable in a maternity ward bed. That's when she realized she was alone.

Just then a nurse came in. "Ms. Sciuto are you sure there's no one else we can call?" Abby shook her head as she grunted through her obvious pain. "You have a Mr. Timothy Mcgee listed as next of kin."

"DON'T CALL HIM!" She screamed at her. "I don't ever want to talk to him again."

"Alright Ms. Sciuto… Anthony DiNozzo isn't responding… and you're nearing 10 centimeters are you sure you don't want someone."

"I'm sure…" Abby replied before grunting as another contraction gripped her.

Abby watched painfully as she watched herself struggle through the pains of childbirth alone. Where's Tony… Abby thought and she suddenly found herself in Tony's apartment.

"Oh Tony…" A woman's voice cried from the bedroom.

"HANG ON!" Abby yelled finding herself back at Gibbs's basement. "He was screwing someone else while I gave birth to his daughter… No… NO!"

"Calm down…" Gibbs suggested.

"NO!" Abby screamed. "Why weren't Tim and I talking?"

"You were dating him when Tony got you pregnant." Gibbs said as he took a swig of bourbon.

"WHAT?"

"Nothing here is the same Abs." Gibbs assured her.

"Everyone I love… Ziva?" Abby asked hoping someone was still there.

"Dead." Gibbs replied quietly.

"Mcgee…"

"Dead."

"You?"

"Dead Abs."

"Tony?" Abby asked hopefully.

"He's not really involved with your and Morgan's lives. He just puts in his input."

"So the only person left here is Tony… and I hate him?" Abby asked softly.

"Pretty much." Gibbs replied gently.

"Why is it so terrible here?" Abby asked quietly.

"Every choice you make has a consequence. Every single second a single choice you make splits off into hundreds of a hundred different possibilities of reality. Some realties, are better than ever, others worse than you can imagine." Gibbs explained.

"Then why am I here?" Abby asked softly.

"Sometimes these different realities are closer than they normally are and people who are asleep can visit other realities." Gibbs said softly.

"But I don't want to be here…" Abby admitted.

"You can leave whenever you wake up." Gibbs assured her.

"But… I didn't get to see…" Abby thought aloud. "I have a different child in this reality… If I leave who's going to love her?"

"Abby you're already in this reality." Gibbs reminded her.

"But… I'm not…" Abby protested, realizing just how different her life would be if she had just made one choice differently. "Do… do I have cancer here?" Abby asked after several moments of silence.

"Abby no matter what reality you're in you always will have certain things happen to you. Your leukemia is one of those things." Gibbs said softly.

Abby looked down at her hands. "How come… I'm not sick though?" Abby asked quietly.

"Abby here is very sick Abby… But you have no one to care for or worry about you. When you throw up Morgan assumes it's because of how much you drank… not because you're sick." Gibbs explained. "You're suffering, but you just assume it's because of your depression. You don't want help."

"Why… Why wouldn't I want…?" Abby asked obviously terrified.

"You've hurt so many people here Abby… You don't want to cause any more pain than necessary." Gibbs said gently.

"What about Ducky? Why isn't he around? He would care!" Abby mumbled quietly.

"Ziva wasn't around to help us find him when he was kidnapped." Gibbs said softly. "He died that day."

Abby burst into tears. "What can I do?" Abby begged. "This isn't the way it has to be… Tony loves me… he would understand… he would care!" She insisted.

"Tony doesn't care here… Tony wants you to be as far away from him as possible." Gibbs informed her.

"Then why do I still work with him?" Abby asked quietly.

"Jenny." Gibbs admitted quietly.

Abby's eyes bulged. "Jenny?" She asked quietly.

"Jenny is still looking out for you here."

"I have to see her." Abby begged softly.

Gibbs shook his head. "You have to go back now Abs." He said softly.

Abby shook her head angrily. "No… I have to see Jenny!" She protested furiously as she felt herself waking up. "NO!" Abby screamed as she woke up with a start.

"Abby?" Tim asked quickly, obviously concerned. "What's wrong… what's the matter?" He begged quietly as Abby sobbed into his chest.

"Jenny… and Tony… and Ziva… and Gibbs… And you…" She whimpered.

"Shhhh… What happened?" Tim asked as he rubbed her back.

"I hated Ziva… and she went back… and then she died and Gibbs died and you hated me and then Tony hated me and then we had a baby but she was terrible and then you married Susan and you had two baby boys and then you and the babies got flattened by a semi but I couldn't help you because I wasn't really there and then you were gone but the only person left who cared about me was Jenny because Ducky had died and it was all my faultbut I had already caused so much trouble so I didn't do anything about feeling sick and so now I'm there with leukemia but I don't know about it and all Tony wants is for our baby to get drunk and sleep with every high school boy on the planet…" Abby said quickly to the point where Tim could barely understand what she was saying.

"Slow down…" Tim requested softly.

Abby shook her head. "Everything here is so perfect… I'm sorry I ever said I was a failure."

"Don't apologize Abs." Tim said gently still confused about what was going on.

"I have to see Ziva." Abby said quietly.

Tim looked down at her. "She's not here… She took Caitlin and Stace out."

"I have to see Ziva." Abby pressed. "I'll go find her if I have to…" Abby said as she started to climb out of her bed.

"Whoa there." Tony said as he came into the room. "Where you goin there stallion?" He said jokingly.

"Tony!" Abby exclaimed as she reached out for a hug. "I'm so sorry." She whispered. "I'm so so sorry."

Tony looked at her in surprise. "For what?"

"For not appreciating you. I didn't know how much you meant to me until I thought about what it would be like if you weren't here." Abby admitted.

"Abby I'm sure I'm not…" Tony tried to push her off.

"No… Tony you mean so much to me… So so much." Abby said as she pulled him in for another hug.

"Alright then Abs." Tony said gently. "What can I do for you."

"I need Ziva." Abby replied softly.

"I'll get her for you… just stay here." Tony requested before running out.

"Abby why is it so important to you…" Tim began to ask.

Abby shook her head. "I can't explain… But I have to see Ziva."

"Abby?" Ziva's voice rang down the hallway as she ran through her door.

"ZIVA!" Abby exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" She asked out of breath.

"I had to see you." Abby admitted softly as tears fell down her face.

Ziva smiled at her best friend. "I'll always be here for you Abby." Ziva assured her as she hugged her.

"I'm counting on it Zi…I'm counting on it."

Author's Note: I know this chapter is a bit shorter than most but I didn't have a lot to say for it. I just really wanted to write it. I hope the AU AU wasn't too strange. It's now time for me to start the homework for the weekend… Now that it's almost over :P Please Review!