It took a while, and a lot of pleading, for Gibbs to agree to let Tim talk to the three women. But, eventually Gibbs gave in, knowing Tim had to have a good reason for wanting to talk to them.


Tim stood outside of the interrogation room, staring at the door. He had been standing there for five minutes now, with a folder in his hand, trying to find the courage to open the door.

Gibbs, Abby, Tony and Ziva were all waiting in observation, wondering where Tim was at.

"Maybe he forgot something," Ziva guessed.

"No, he had everything he needed," Tony replied, "Maybe he decided to wait, or not to go at all."

"So he just walked off without coming to tell us he was no longer going to speak to them?"

Abby sighed, "I'll go look for him, just stay here."

Gibbs remained silent, just sipping his coffee as he waited.

Abby stepped into the hallway and looked to her right, then her left... There was Tim.

She smiled slightly, "Well, that was easy."

He blinked a few times, then looked over at her, coming out of his trance, "Huh?"

She walked up to him, "I came out to look for you. We were all wondering where you were."

"Oh. Well," Tim looked back at the door, "Here I am."

Abby placed her hand on his arm, "Are you okay, Tim?"

"I… I can't seem to move."

"You don't have to do this, you know."

Tim nodded, "Yeah, I do."

"Why?"

"Because… I need to."

"Why do you need to?"

He looked back at her, and she saw the desperation in his eyes, "Honestly?.. I don't know. I just…"

"Need to," She finished for him.

He nodded, "Yeah."

"Okay. Good enough… Can I tell you something, Timmy?"

"Anything."

"I saw those women while I was in observation. They're just women. They're probably more nervous than you are right now."

"They almost killed us, Abby," He said, almost whispering, with tears in his eyes.

"I know. But they didn't. We're alive, and they're going to be in prison for a long time. If you feel like you need to talk to them, then this is your chance. It's probably the only one you'll get."

Tim took a deep breath, "I guess I better take it then."

"Yeah, you better."

Tim looked back at the door, but he just stood there. "Could, uh, could you just give me a little push?"

Abby smiled and put her hand on his back, then gently pushed him forward, making him step up to the door.

He reached out for the doorknob and turned it, then looked at Abby and smiled, "Thank you."

"Anytime."

Tim headed into interrogation and Abby went back to observation.

"You think he'll do alright?" Tony asked.

"I know he will," Abby replied.


Tim sat down across from the women, laying the folder on the table in front of him.

"I'd introduce myself, but I believe you already know me," He began, looking back and forth at all three women, "I know that I already know all of you, seeing as I've been working to find your husbands killer. So tell me, which one drugged me? Which one drugged Miss Sciuto? Which one stuffed their hand down my pants pocket to get my phone? Who originated the plan? And did any of you care that Abby and I could have actually died?"

It was silent, none of the girls wanted to speak first, and none of them would make eye contact.

Tim sat back in his chair, crossing his arms, "We can sit here for hours for all I care. I know what it's like to be in a closed in space for a long period of time, so I'm good… Plus, there's actually air conditioning in here which means that you guys won't possibly suffocate, that's a plus… So, your choice. Sit and wait, or answer my questions."

"I drugged you," Brittany answered.

Tim nodded, "Okay, so which one drugged Abby?"

"Me," Donna replied, almost whispering.

"Alright, so that makes you, Gina, the driver."

"Seems that way," She replied, a huge chip on her shoulder.

"I got both your and Abby's phones out of your pockets," Brittany continued, "Gina originated the plan and, yes, I did care. I was told that we'd leave you all there for twelve hours, then we'd come and get you. We'd leave you guys there just long enough to scare you. I called them when the twelve hours were up, and they said that plans had changed. They wouldn't let me come and help you."

Tim looked at Gina and Donna, "That true?" He asked.

They wouldn't reply.

"I take that as a yes. I also take that as a "no, I didn't care if you died"."

It was silent for a moment, then Tim continued, "One last question. How did you guys know were Abby and I would be?" He knew he wouldn't get the answer from Donna or Gina, but he figured he could get it out of Brittany.

She hesitated at first, but answered, "I was following you. I saw you and Abby go to the restaurant and I called the others, told them to get there as fast as they could. She wasn't part of the plan… Abby," She clarified, "It was only supposed to be you."

Tim hid the fact that he was surprised, "That's comforting," He replied sarcastically.

Gina smirked, "She was just a bonus."

Tim fought to keep it together. That last comment made him want to reach across the table and choke the crazy woman.

Instead, Tim opened the folder in front of him and took out two photos. He laid them both out for all three women to see.

"Who are these guys?" Brittany asked.

"First of all, we found the man that murdered your husbands."

"You did?" Donna asked in surprise.

Tim nodded, "But, he had the chance to kill these two men, before we caught him. They were both killed after Abby and I had been found."

"What's that got to do with us?" Gina asked.

"Everything," Tim replied, "See, your husbands murderer hacked into NCIS and changed some tests that Abby had ran the day before. We didn't know what had happened, and it made Abby upset, which is why I took her to dinner that night. The next day I would have come in and looked through the computer system and found the murderer right then. But, instead he had the chance to kill two more innocent men because none of you had patience to wait and let us do our jobs. Two more men died because of you three." He saw the horrified look on all three women's faces, "And you'll all have a lot of time to think about it prison."

Tim stood up and opened the door, where three officers were waiting to escort the women back to prison, "You can get them," He said and moved out of the way.

The officers handcuffed the women then led them out.

Instead of going into observation, Tim went back into the, now empty, interrogation room and sat back down, seemingly in deep thought.


"Wow," Tony said, genuinely shocked by how Tim handled things. Observation had been completely silent up until that point.

"Yes," Ziva agreed, "He did very good."

Gibbs nodded. Inwardly he was saying how proud he was of Tim. Telling him he had come a long way from his days as a newbie.

"What's he doing?" Tony asked, "Why is he just sitting there?"

"I'll go talk to him," Abby replied, then headed out of the room.

She walked down the hallway and entered into interrogation. "Hey," She said with a smile as she walked over and sat down across from him.

He gave her a small smile, "Hey."

"You okay?" She asked.

He nodded, "Yeah. I was just thinking."

"About?"

He reached one of his hands across the table and took a hold of Abby's, gently rubbing his thumb over the top of her hand, "No matter how angry I am at them, and I am very angry… If it wasn't for them, we wouldn't be a… a we," He said, laughing slightly.

Abby nodded, "I know. Its weird to think about, but it's very true."

Tim shook his head, "It took one of my darkest moments to realize that I didn't want to lie to you, or myself, anymore… Is it weird to kind of be thankful for what happened? I mean, I'd never want anyone to go through what we went through, but-"

"No, it's not weird. It may not make sense to most people, but I get it. I'd rather not have to live with those memories of being trapped in that place, but I wouldn't change the outcome."

Tim smiled, "Me either."

Tim stood up and walked over to Abby, who stood up as well. He put a hand on her face, "I love you," He said as he stared into her eyes.

Abby wrapped her hands around his waist, "I love you, too," She replied.

He leaned in and gave her a kiss, which she happily accepted and returned.

It lasted about six seconds, then the intercom was turned on, "McGoo and Abby sittin' in a tree, k-i-s-s-i Ow! Thank you, Boss."

Tim and Abby had jumped back from each other when Tony had started talking… or singing rather. They had both forgotten anyone was in the other room, especially that Gibbs was there.

Gibbs stepped up to the intercom, "Rule twelve still stands… You two are just the exception," He stared at Tony and Ziva, "The only exception," he made very clear.

"Of course, Boss," Tony answered.

"I do not want him," Ziva replied quickly.

Gibbs turned back to the intercom, "And if I ever catch you two makin' out again, I'll fire you both," He added, trying to hide the smirk on his face.

Tim cringed, "Never again, Boss."

Abby smiled, "No promises."


THE END!

This was not where I was originally going to end it, but I liked this ending better than going on any longer with it.

Thank you all for the reviews, favorites, and alerts! It means so much to me. I'm going to be finishing The Hunter And The Prey pretty soon, then I'm going to get started on my next story entitled Triangle... It's VERY different from the suspense/angst stuff I'm used to doing. Triangle is a family/drama story... We shall see how it goes! *Fingers crossed*

Thanks again, and God bless!

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