A/N: Since this took so long to write it is a bit longer than what I usually write.

"Tonyyy" Abby wined, "You don't have to stay this evidence will take forever to process and it's already late." spinning in her chair my Major Mass Spec, casually sipping on her 5th, or 6th Caf-pow of the night.

Dinozzo raises an eyebrow at the scientist, "Ha like I'm disobeying Gibbs."

She knows why Tony is here, but it doesn't stop her from complaining "I stay in my lab all the time after everyone's gone."

"Yeah but you didn't have people after you." The agent points out.

"It's been months since anything has happened. I'm safe now." shifting uncomfortably Tony mentally winces recalling Abby's brush with death.

"Gibbs doesn't think so."

"What evidence does he have?" she knows before he even says it.

"His gut."

"He's bias now."

"You were always his favorite; I don't think being biologically his changes anything Abbs." It's the truth they both know it, if anything it makes Leroy Jethro Gibbs intuition more credibility.

Tony walks around the lab stopping when he finds a stack of drawings. "These Kate's?"

"Yea, I miss her."

"Me to Abbs, me to."

"I wonder what she say, about everything that's happened."

"I think she always knew." Abby looks over at Tony with questioning eyes. "It's more than blood that makes you his daughter Abby, you were always his."

"When did you get so wise?"

It's been awhile since Gibbs was alone with his boats; just him, bourbon and the sweet smell of sawdust. Though it doesn't stop him from making a mental checklist of where all of his people are at: Jenny's of leveling with Vance, Tony's with Abby at the Lab, and Ziva and McGee are at their respective homes. Their safe and alive yet he can't help but feel a thug in his gut as he aggressively saws.

"Abby. What do we owe your visit up here?" McGee asks. The scientist in question is too busy with a caf-pow to answer him, probably her second or third for the morning. McGee realizes she drinks about the same amount of caffeine as Gibbs does. Speaking of Gibbs he's nowhere to be seen, Abby having taken residence at his desk.

Finally finished drinking she replies to Tim, "Me and Tony spent the night in my lab I desperately needed some sunlight."

He flinches slightly at the mention of her spending the night with Tony, even platonically; he knows that's not always the case. He tries hiding his distain, a fact Abby seems to miss but Ziva seems to catch on to. Having mercy on him she decides to change the subject.

"Gibbs does not like it when people sit at his desk?"

"Well technically I'm a Gibbs to, so really it's our desk."

Tony comes in the bullpen looking serious, killing the former laughter. "We got a body lets go."

"Isn't that Gibbs line? Ziva asks.

"Yea where is he?" McGee joins in, Abby lost in her own world, still Tony doesn't take any chances.

"At the crime scene with Jenny and Ducky."

"Why is the director their?" they both ask.

Looking back at Abby Tony nods towards the elevator and gruffly says, "Let's go."

Once in the elevator and out of Abby's sight and ear range, they began to talk at once.

"Tony what's going on?"

"Why'd you look at Abby like that?"

Pulling a Gibbs he stops the elevator and then proceeds to pull out her phone.

"A body was found."

"Okay we find bodies all the time."

Tony's face darkens as he pulls up a picture to show the two. "The women were made to look exactly like Abby.

If Mcgee hadn't just seen Abby he'd be in hysterics the women lying on the ground looks exactly like her. He gags feeling disgusted by the sight. Suddenly the director's presence here makes much more since.

"If you're going to vomit Timothy please do it away from the body." Ducky says

"How's Gibbs?" He asks, Ducky looks over at his dear friend before replying.

"He's spooked."

Abby's waiting for them by the elevator when they come back. "Why does everyone look so sad."

"Guys?" she says again when no one answers her. Gibbs hugs her kissing her lightly on the forehead, when he lets go his three subordinates give her a group hug. Jenny stands of to the side, still not sure if it was her place, in the end she's just happy Abby is not actually dead.

"What's wrong?" Abby may not be an agent but she can feel the eerie atmosphere. "You guys look like somebody died."

Against his better judgment he takes Abby down to the morgue upon her request.

"Jethro just the man I was looking for, and Abigail dear should you be down here?"

"I needed to see her." She says stepping closer to the corpse on the table, Gibbs just a step behind her.

"Just tells us what you know Duck."

Sighing Ducky begins. "Someone took their time." Pausing briefly he looks over at Gibbs who nods as if to say carry on. "And has paid and awful lot of attention to her."

"What do you mean Duck?" Abby who had now left her father's side to examine the body more closely lets out a gasp.

"She has all my tattoos!"

"Yes, I'm afraid that's not where the horrors end. Her hair is died black exactly like Abby's."

"Gibbs!" she cries out, "Her clothes are all from the same shop as mine."

Ducky looks sullen but proceeds to tell his finding, "She also had a large amount of caf-pow in her system."

Before anyone can say anything more the autopsy phone rings, Ducky goes to pick it up.

"It's for you Jethro."

"Hey boss." McGee answers slowly when Gibbs is handed the phone.

"What?" the other man snarls.

"Uh theirs been another body found exactly like this one."

"and?"

"The FBI is here, well Fornell is here."

"Spit it out McGee."

"Uh he claims the case is theirs and NCIS has no jurisdiction."

On that note Gibbs hangs up the phone and heads out of autopsy. His bad day just got worse and the FBI has another thing coming to them if they thought they could handle him on a good day, let alone a bad one.