He winked and shrugged.“I’m so sorry!” I cried out to him.He stopped in his tracks with a confused look on his face. “Sorry about what?” he ...addressed me.“I have to go.” I said. My voice cracked with despair and emotion. I fought back tears.“Oh,” he said smiling a little but still confused. “When will you be back?” He started walking towards his tent.“I’m not coming back,” I screamed out to his back. “I can’t be with you anymore!”He stopped abruptly and turned to face me. “Why?” he said with. I had my statement on the record. I couldn’t imagine anyone actually winning a lawsuit against me – particularly not in Nashville. Of course that didn’t mean I wouldn’t have to spend thousands of dollars defending myself from a frivolous suit.I was contemplating the likelihood of retaining an attorney when my door opened again. I had expected Liz but it wasn’t her.If seeing my mother when I’d first awakened had given me a fright, the new face in the doorway left me even more confused.“What the. .." But Abby knew she was beating a dead horse. Still didn't stop the guilt though."You can't, dear girl. Only Mike can do that. This is something that he created and he is responsible. You can't control this, dear girl. You have to be focused on the undercover operation. For the FBI agents as well as yourself." I know, Ducky. Doesn't help the guilt though." Taking a deep breath, she stepped away from him. Looking around at what was left of the team, sans Jet but with Fornell, she questioned.. It was when he started moving his hand up and down, pretending just to stroke my arm, but at the same time rubbing against my boob, that I knew he was after them for sure. Although a little shocked and still not really knowing what to do, it gave me a feeling I had never had before, I had touched my tiny new boobs, which was quite nice, but for someone else to be touching them, it was a whole different feeling. As he realised I wasn’t going to stop him, he got a little more confident and his.