"No, no, no, no, no!" she screamed, charging around the barrier. "I'm not going to let you take me. There's nothing you can do, nothing you can say that will make me give in. I won't let you. I won't let you win!"

This would be a fight to the finish, a fight to the death of sorts. And Abby couldn't let him win. If he did, if he got too close, he would drag the secret from her, and she wouldn't let him win.

She dodged around an end table, jumping over another piece of furniture, before making a charge up the stairs. Behind her, Abby could hear him running, could practically feel him breathing on the back of her neck. She wasn't going to make it. But she had to, she had to try.

With a final burst of speed, she made it to the bedroom door. Only, she wasn't fast enough. As she slammed through the door, she heard a pause as the man chasing her dove to take her down. They slammed together on the bed, and she started to shout.

"Stop!" she screamed, thrashing around under the weight of the man who topped her. No matter how much she shoved and twisted, she couldn't dislodge him. Arching under his touch, she screeched again.

"Stop. I can't take anymore." Tears leaked from between her pinched eyelids.

"Tell me!" he growled, his fingers unrelenting in their attack. "Tell me your secrets." He slapped her hands away as she tried to stop his assault. "Tell me what I want to know, Abby."

"Never," she cried. She put up a valiant effort against him, but she had to know she would lose in the end.

Seeing a break in her defenses, he doubled his attack against her flesh until he broke her.

"Uncle. Uncle!" she groaned out. "I give up! You win!"

Sitting back on his haunches, he looked down on his conquered hostage. "Now…tell me what I want to know."

Gasping from the assault, she opened her eyes and glared at him. "You're a cheat, Special Agent Gibbs. Tickling me to get your way. Not fair."

An uncharacteristic smile spread across his mouth as he nodded. "You're right. I don't play fair. Now tell me."

She gave him an answering smile. "I'd rather show you." Reaching up, she pulled him down and met his lips with her own.