Hi, everyone! Sorry these chapters are so short... I have a very limited time to write, and I figured you'd want more regular updates than waiting to get it all at once. Please let me know how you feel about that, though, because if it's easier to read or something, I'm happy to wait a bit between updates and make the chapters longer. Again, thank you so much for your reviews! -KM-


Chapter 5

Abby stared at Christina. "Gibbs, burundanga is really scary stuff. It's basically a mega-dose of scopolamine, but worse."

Gibbs looked at her blankly. "Scopolamine?"

"We use a synthetic version for motion sickness." Abby explained.

Gibbs took a deep breath. "Abbs, explain this to me. Slowly. Use small words. What is this stuff and what does it do?" He waited, trying to hide his impatience while Abby thought about the subject.

Finally, she spoke. "We know for sure that it makes people disoriented and causes amnesia. That's lack of memory." She elaborated, remembering Gibbs' order to use small words.

"I know what amnesia is, Abbs."

"Just checking. There are rumors that it…" She shuddered.

"What?" Gibbs barked.

"That in a large enough dose, it can completely subvert free will. Gibbs, we might've done anything anybody told us to."

"Why would someone tell us to put on rings and go back to the hotel?" Gibbs questioned, carefully avoiding the topic of marriage.

Abby shrugged. "No idea, Gibbs. It does seem like an odd thing to try to get someone to do."

Gibbs thought for a moment. "We need to let NCIS Las Vegas know what happened. They may have more information on what's going on."

"And McGee, Tony, and Ziva." Abby added. "That's going to be awkward."

"Ya think?"

"I'll print you out a copy of the results." Christina offered. "I ran a mass-spec, and the chemical composition of the drug you were given is identical to that in about six other cases. I can't tell you if it's the same person responsible, but I can tell you it's the same supply."

Gibbs nodded. "Thank you."

After a quick phone call to the director and NCIS Las Vegas, Gibbs made arrangements for the team to meet back at Abby's room at the hotel. Somehow he felt it would be awkward going back to his own room.

When the team arrived, Gibbs briefly outlined the situation, simply stating that he and Abby were drugged and neither could remember anything about what had happened the evening before.

"Probably something at the bar." Ziva speculated.

"That's what we were thinking." Abby added, looking away nervously. She shifted in her seat, unable to meet Ziva's eyes.

"Boss? Didn't you finish Abby's rum and coke?" Tony chimed in.

Gibbs shrugged. "Last thing I remember was sitting down with you all." He glanced from one team member to another, hoping they could provide more information than he and Abby had currently.

Abby shook her head. "I don't remember even ordering a rum and coke. That does make sense though, as we were both drugged with the same thing at the same time, and it is something I would normally order. I don't really drink that fluffy stuff."

"You finished the last half of Abby's drink." McGee volunteered. "Then she said she felt sleepy and you offered to walk her back to the hotel. You both left. I left about half an hour later."

"Tony and I left a few minutes after McGee. Tony wanted to finish losing his game at the swimming table." Ziva smirked at her partner.

"Pool table." Tony muttered. "And I wasn't losing."

"Not relevant, Tony." McGee attempted to shoehorn the conversation back where it needed to be. "Someone should go check out that bar."

Gibbs nodded. "Tony, Ziva, go."

"And don't eat or drink anything while you're there!" Abby added.

As they were walking out the door, Tony turned back to Gibbs. "Boss, is that a wedding ring?"

Gibbs shrugged. "No clue, DiNozzo. If I could remember last night, I'd tell ya."


Thanks again for reading, and please let me know what you think! How will the team react about the rings? What will McGee feel? -KM-