THE SMILE WHEN YOU TORE ME APART.

Part 1.

Fallen Angel
Tell Me Why
What is the Reason?
The Thorn In Your Eye

“Where are you going?” Abby asked as she turned around in the bed to look at the man.
“I have to work.” The handsome man replied, putting his shirt on covering his toned body.
“I need to get up too.” Abby groaned.
“There’s coffee in the kitchen.” He said kissing her on the cheek as he walked out.
“Thanks. See you tonight?”
“Maybe. If I’m finished working I’ll pick you up for dinner.”

“What the hell are you doing?” Ziva asked. “The Director wants to know what’s taking so long.”
“Tell him that I am doing it today. You gave me their dossiers, you know I can’t just walk in there and take whatever I want. His team is not stupid.” He told his controller.
“Do you need any back up today?”
“No. I’ve got it.” He assured her. “Shalom Ziva.”
“Shalom, Ari.”

“I’m sorry Gibbs. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” She explained after having thrown up again. “I think I just need to sleep it off.”
“As long as you’re okay. I’ll send Ducky over later if we don’t get a case.”
“Thanks Gibbs. I’ll try and come in.” She promised before hanging up the phone to run off to the bathroom again.
She returned from the bathroom again and sat down at the table, putting her head down on her hands. She had never felt this bad. Abby was just going to go back to bed, so she tipped out the rest of her coffee and fearing it was what made her sick, she tipped the coffee in the pot down the sink.

I Couldn't Hear
All The Whispers
They're Warning So Clear

“Where’s Abby? I was just in her lab and there’s some quiet dude there without music and personality to speak of.” Tony said when he returned to the squad-room.
“She’s home sick.” Gibbs said simply.
“What? Abby’s never sick. Never enough to stay home from work.” He said.
“She is human, you know.” Kate reminded him. “Mostly.”
“If we’re done, we have a case.” Gibbs told them, grabbing his Sig out of the drawer as they followed his lead.

Without even reaching her bed, she found herself back in the bathroom throwing up.
“What the hell is wrong with me?” She asked herself, pillowing her head with a towel as she lay on the cold tiles. Her head shot up painfully as she recognized her own symptoms. Abby willed herself up from the floor as she made her way back into the kitchen. She cursed herself for tipping the coffee down the sink, but knew that if it was the coffee that made her that sick, there would be enough evidence left on the inside of the coffee pot. She took a swab from the pot and stored it to test at work when she could get there.

Couldn't See
Your Dark Intensions
Your Feelings For Me

Gerald opened the body bag of their latest victim, preparing the autopsy. He gasped as Ducky continued to unknowingly ramble about German sub-mariners. Inside the body bag, lay a very alive and very threatening dark man with his gun directly pointed at Gerald.

After one his rules had been broken, Ari felt he had been forced to shoot Gerald’s shoulder. He would live and his arm would even be healed effectively, he knew from his knowledge as a physician, if he got to a hospital in time to return the blood-flow.

No Remorse Cos I Still Remember
The Smile When You Tore Me Apart

“Catch me up.” Abby said as she walked into the squad-room the next day.
“You have no idea what you missed, Abs.” Tony said as she sat on the edge of his desk.
“Do tell.”
“Kate, Ducky and Gerald were held hostage in autopsy by a terrorist.” He said.
“One sick day in five years and that’s what I miss?” She asked. “Anyone get hurt?”
“Gerald and Gibbs both got shot.” He said.
“What?!” Abby said immediately standing up ready to lose it at him. “Why wouldn’t anyone call me about that? What the hell is wrong with you guys?” She asked.
“I am fine, Abs.” Gibbs said appearing behind her with a coffee in his hand that was held in a sling and a Caf-Pow in his good hand.
“What are you doing at work?” She asked taking the two cups from his hands and hugging him.
“I could ask you the same thing.”
“There’s a huge difference between food poisoning and a bullet wound. How’s Gerald?” Abby asked pulling away from him. She suspected that he wasn’t dead otherwise there would have been a courtesy call to her at the very least.
“He’s going to need physical therapy but he’s in recovery. Ducky went to see him this morning.”
“Good. Did you guys catch him?” She asked like an excited child. Tony winced and Gibbs sat down at his desk without saying a word. “Guess not. Do we have anything on him?”
“Just the picture we got from the surveillance.” Tony filled in. “And his fingerprint.”
“Easy. We’ll get him.” Abby said confidently. She clicked her hand in front of his face. Tony picked up the mouse and put the picture up on the plasma. Abby had to hold back her reaction to the smiling man in the picture. The one shared by the man she left in her bed that very morning. “Yeah, we’ll get him.” She said as she took off to the elevator to the escape of her lab.

You Took My Heart
Deceived Me Right From The Start
You Showed Me Dreams
I Wished They'd Turn In To Real
You Broke A Promise
And Made Me Realize
It Was All Just A Lie

Without turning on the light, she left her lab in darkness, only lit by the small window. She dropped to the floor behind her desk and just tried to get over the shock of what she had just found out.
“I knew it.” She said out loud, taking the small packet out of her pocket. Now she was more pissed off than crushed. Abby knew that focusing on her forensics would keep her from finding him herself and confronting him.

“Abs, what’s going on?” Gibbs asked as she was slouched over her Chromatography equipment.
“Nothing. Why?” She asked turning around suddenly.
“What are you testing?” He asked, knowing that there wasn’t an active case other than tracking the unidentified terrorist from autopsy.
“Nothing. Just taking care of some calibrations.” She lied.
“Any hits on the prints or facial recognition?” He asked referring to the image she had on the computer screen. Abby desperately wanted to tell Gibbs what she knew and let him have Ari.
“None.”
“What’s wrong, Abs?” He asked when he noticed she wasn’t her usual self.
“Nothing. Still getting over yesterday, I suppose.” She said completely honestly.
“Don’t be offended when I ask you this. Are you pregnant?” He ventured. Her sudden, violent illness, her irritability and obviously testing something she shouldn’t be.
“God no. I swear it is not even a possibility.” She said looking him straight in the eyes. “Yesterday was just food poisoning, and today I am just still in shock over what happened when I was gone yesterday.” She promised.
“I believe you.” He said kissing the top of her head. Just in time because as soon as the doors closed, the Chromatogram printed out of the machine giving her the result of what she had swabbed.
“Ipecac. Why in the hell?” She asked and then answered her own question in her mind. “Bastard knew I would identify him.”

This World May Have Failed You
It Doesn't Give The Reason Why
You Could Have Chosen
A Different Path Of Life


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