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Every movement was causing him extreme, nauseating pain but somehow Tony knew he had to become numb to it for now. Climbing the stairs towards Ziva, he mentally formed his battle plan. 'Apology, check out thoughts on lap top, report to Gibbs. Simple.' Taking a deep breath he climbed the last few steps towards Ziva.

"I should shoot you, you know."

"Yeah you should. Ziva I want to say everything I have to say first, no interruptions and then you can tell me to leave you alone forever if you like but I have to get this off my chest first." He knew he wouldn't have the courage to continue if he looked at her, so he sat down next to her and focused his eyes ahead. "I have loved you ever since the first time I met you. Not because you're beautiful, or talented or anything like that… but because for the first time you were a woman who looked into my eyes and saw the real me… and I could never figure out that look until just now… downstairs. The first time our eyes met I knew that you were the one for me… but everything in my past, everything my father did has stripped me of who I am. I'm only ever going to be half a man because of what he did and I can't change that. I never for one minute and I still don't believe for a second, that you could ever love me. And I understand that perhaps that look in your eyes when you look at me is a look of pity but please forgive me for what I just said outside. I don't want to be like my father…" Tony took a deep breath and turned to face her, "I want to forget my past and have a future. If my past helps us find Abby then I'll let the whole world know… I'm just ashamed that you know I'm not really a man. I'm just a shell."

Levering herself up, Ziva shuffled forward and knelt between Tony's knees. "Tony I have always loved you and always will love you. What your father did makes me want to concentrate him…"

"I think you mean castrate but carry on."

"But it doesn't make me think that you're inferior or any less of a man. I have always thought of you as one of the strongest people I have ever met, in fact I think you and Gibbs are much alike and you know how much I respect Gibbs. I love you Tony and I hope you can forgive me too for not telling you that I knew. I just didn't want you to think I was spying on you or that I was…"

Tony placed his hand on the nape of Ziva's neck and pulled her towards him. He'd longed for her for so long and he couldn't wait to kiss her, to feel complete with her. Her lips brushed his initially, nervously and then she placed her lips more forcefully down on his and placed her arms around his neck. Tony broke the embrace and looked into Ziva's eyes to find a tear gently strolling down her cheek.

"We've got no time for this. When we've found Abby we'll have forever but right now …" Tony broke off as Ziva's cell began to ring in her pocket.

"David…ok Gibbs I'll get my ass and Tony's up to the bullpen pronto."

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"Boss, I can't get a signal from anywhere … I've tried every warehouse mentioned in the original report and… and…" McGee's desperation was starting to make him physically ache. He knew he was letting Abby down. He knew he should have found her by now and he knew that Gibbs would be really disappointed in him. Gibbs would have figured this out in no time, and McGee felt like a complete failure.

Gibbs saw Tony and Ziva arriving at the bullpen and knew he should inform them of developments. "Abby's wearing a watch with a tracking device… do you know where your father might have taken her, DiNozzo?"

Tony had had a thought whilst lying in the hospital bed and had quickly dismissed it. But it kept reappearing and he couldn't shake the feeling. What if his father had taken Abby to the place which Tony feared most? That basement… the place where Tony had spent many hours… cowering in the dark, cold, damp room like a frightened animal. It couldn't be that basement; it was too far out of town, but perhaps in a basement where no-one would think to look. Where someone would dismiss the idea quickly.

Tony rounded McGee's desk and put a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "Probey lend me your lap top…" Tony gingerly typed in the co-ordinates with his good hand and pressed return. Lowering himself into a crouching position next to McGee, he whispered, "I know you can find her Probey."

McGee turned his head away from Tony and got up from his chair. About to walk out of the bullpen he turned, "Maybe you can Tony but I can't."

"McGee get your ass back on that chair and find her… now." Gibbs's stare held McGee's grief stricken eyes and McGee silently walked back to his desk. Gibbs couldn't resist the easy target and slapped the back of his head.

"I guess that was for showing weakness Boss?"

"No that was for being a complete idiot. Now get back to work."

Tony gasped as the computer zoomed in on the selected co-ordinates. Tony had been right and now they could find Abby. Now they could rescue her and catch his father before he could hurt anyone else.

"Gibbs we've got her."

"Where?"

"The hospital basement."

"Grab your kit… Ziva," Gibbs tossed her the keys for the SUV, "Get the car. McGee get the mobile tracky device thing and Tony you grab the first aid kit."

Tony felt the adrenaline rush through his veins overpowering the distinct presence of pain in every limb. He grabbed the first aid kit from his desk drawer and his gun and smiled at Gibbs, "Thanks Boss."

Gibbs returned his smile knowingly. He knew Tony would never forgive himself if it wasn't him to catch his father. He'd always believe he was weak, too weak to stand up to him. But Gibbs knew Tony was more of a man than his father would ever be and soon enough, perhaps Tony would realise that too.

Abby felt extremely groggy as she woke from sleep. Her body was giving in to exhaustion and she was fighting to stay awake. She didn't know how long she could keep it up for. Her nose was still bleeding and her face and mouth were sore with the constant barrage of fists and slaps. Her wrist throbbing, she reached to massage the ache. Damn that felt …. Slightly better. 'Hmm, why do I feel like I'm moving?' She thought. 'Shit because I am moving.' Suddenly her heart began to thump with the realisation that her attacker was going places and she was in his trunk. Now this, this was definitely not good. Abby's hand shot once more to her broken wrist and her heart descended into her stomach when she realised her watch was missing. Dammit! How would Gibbs ever find her now?

"McGee have you got a signal or not?"

"I have Boss but it's … well it's moving…"

"Moving where McGee!!"

"I don't know!!" McGee's eyes widened as he realised his tone. When this was all over Gibbs was so going to hit him hard for that one. "It seems to be moving to the docks but the signal's really bad. I keep losing it,"

Tony glanced at the tension in McGee and Gibbs shoulders from the back seat, and knew his own shoulders must mimic theirs. He was feeling so tense and scared right now it was surprising no-one had noticed. Then Tony felt Ziva's fingers snaking into his opened palm, and he squeezed her hand, reassured by the gesture. No-one could hurt him now. He had his own family to protect him against the 'family' he had tried with all his might to disown. The 'family', who had never loved him, never cherished him and had never protected him. Gibbs was like a father to him now and no-one would take that away from him. Tony jerked forward as Gibbs pressed hard on the gas pedal.

"Don't worry about the signal McGee let's just get down to the docks and then we'll get the son of a bitch."

Abby felt the car decelerating and she felt her body tighten all over. She had two choices. Not struggle and die, or struggle and hopefully not die. Or there may be option three where the car was just abandoned and she died in the trunk with no air… oh dear God now was not the time to be thinking of worst case scenario's. 'Adrenaline, that's what I need, come on Abby, just be like Gibbs.'

Suddenly the trunk sprang open and bright lights blinded Abby momentarily. After the darkness of the room and the trunk her eyes seemed to physically ache with the brightness. Tony's father reached into the trunk and grabbed her broken wrist and pulled her from the darkness and she felt her feet land on rough gravel. Abby screamed in pain, her whole body convulsing with the agony and before she could stop herself she was pushed onto the ground and forced into a kneeling position. Abby could hear Tony's father rustling around on the back seat of the car and her blood ran cold when the door shut and a cold steely barrel was placed against the back of her head.

"I'll ask you once more before I kill you… Where is your father?"

"I don't know… please…" Abby's exhaustion and pain made tears fall that she couldn't stop. She was desperate. She didn't want to die. "I don't know if I did I'd…"

She felt the safety catch being pinged and knew his finger would be approaching the trigger. In a second she'd be dead… in a second she'd be….

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