|Undercover Assignment Gabby style
Author: Gabbyfan923 PM
Gibbs and Abby each get an undercover assignment. The only thing is, neither of them know the other is involved.Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance - Abby S. & Leroy Jethro Gibbs - Chapters: 26 - Words: 24,555 - Reviews: 167 - Favs: 88 - Follows: 168 - Updated: 01-25-11 - Published: 08-17-08 - id: 4480683
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With that, Ziva ran out the back door into the woods in attempts to follow Abby's trail. The men, meanwhile packed up the evidence and headed to the car. They knew Ziva would call for them to pick her up when/if the trail runs cold.
Fifteen minutes later, Ziva was beginning to lose hope. Abby's supposed trail had begun to run cold and she was reaching for her cell when she heard it. It was barely above a whisper, but it was unmistakable.
"Yes! Abby, it is me. Where are you?"
"I'm…I don't know! Ziva, I just realized, I don't know! What is wrong with me? I always know where I'm at."
"It is ok. Just keep talking, I will find you."
"Okay…is everyone ok? Gibbs, is he—"
"He is fine, Abby. We all are. I am calling him now."
"Tell him to hurry. Are you close?"
"I am just about there. Gibbs? Yes, I have found Abby! We are about 12 miles west from the cabin. Abby, are you al-"
Ziva looked at Abby for the first time in what seemed like weeks, and nearly cried. Her Abby, the team's Abby, was strong, bright-eyed, and energetic. This Abby…she looked broken.
"Do I look that terrible? You can tell me, I mean I know I can't look good. I've gone without in a shower in—
"Six days? No, Abby, you do not look terrible. Are you hurt?"
"Where is Gibbs?"
"He is on his way. Please, tell me, are you hurt?"
"I don't think so. My ankle is sore, I fell a few times, but nothing serious."
Just as she finished her sentence, Abby felt herself fall. And although she didn't fall far, since she was still sitting, she felt as if it was stories rather than inches. The combination of starvation, insomnia, detoxing from the drugs he gave her, and her injuries had finally caught up with her. Her last conscious thought was, "Gibbs…"
Twenty minutes earlier
"Tony, is everything loaded and ready to go?"
"Yes, McNaggy. Boss, you ready?"
"He's still out there…she's—"
"Ziva will find her, she's a real-life trained Mossad agent, I mean, come on!"
Gibbs reluctantly got into the car, his gut was telling him something wasn't right…that this wasn't over. Moments later, his cell rang.
"Ziva? Tell me you found Abby."
"Gibbs? Yes, I have found Abby! We are about 12 miles west from the cabin. Abby, are you al-"
"Ziva? Ziva, what's going on?"
The line went dead seconds after he finished his question.
"Tony, 12 miles west. Drive, now!"
"On it, boss."