Kensi POV

Hetty had wanted us to catch this scientist. No biggie, right? This guy was crazy, and he had some weird device hooked up. Electricity flickered around us, and he laughed.

His yellow eyes flickered crazily as he turned to push a button. Sam raised his gun and shot him in the chest, three times, but the doctor fell, and hit the button anyway.

Deeks slammed into me, and knocked me to the ground, and I heard Callen yell, "Hit the dirt!"

I heard the electricity buzz, and then it faded into nothingness.

Sam POV

I blearily opened my eyes. Where were we? I didn't look like any place I had ever been held hostage. And trust me, that's a lot of places.

The door was some sort of wall of orange energy. If I listened closely, it emitted a low hum, but it was hard to hear. The rest of the cell was pure steel. I saw two men standing near the cell at some console, with weird writing on it. Their armor had markings on it. One had a sort of...cog... shaped emblem on his helmet, while the other had lines of blue on his armor.

I couldn't understand it. I frowned at them, "Where are we?"

They just looked at me, and I figured they didn't speak English.

I turned around again, and saw Callen on the floor next to me. Kensi and Deeks were gone.

A door opened, past the console, and a lady with auburn, blue streaked, hair walked in. Behind me Callen groaned, and stood up.

Another man in armor, and a skirt, walked in behind her. "Kaitlyn, wait," he growled.

Callen and I exchanged looks, and I said, "You look an awful lot like that Marine that disappeared over a year ago. First Sergeant Kaitlyn Winter. If you are her, know that the whole Corps is upset. You'd be one of the few Marines not found, dead or alive."

She narrowed her eyes, "Yes, I'm Kaitlyn. How did you know?"

Callen chuckled, "Our team spent two months trying to find you. When did you end up here?"

She frowned, "Six months ago. For the other six months, I was held captive by the terrorists, and tortured."

The six months had definitely changed her. From what we had heard of her, she only used her twin pistols, and was a good leader. But she was solid Corps, through and through, like Gibbs. Her soldiers told us she lived for the Corps.

Now, she had a cylindrical shaped object at her side, and she was wearing a type of armor I had never seen before, painted, with black and blue.

"Your solders told us you lived for the Corps. Now, I can hardly tell you for a Marine."

She smiled, "I'm still a Marine. Once a Marine, always a Marine. Jesse, Hardcase, let them out." She smiled, "But here, instead of first sergeant, it's commander. Long story."

The orange shield thing disappeared, and Callen and I walked out.

The men in armor looked at her, and Fives asked, "With all due respect, now what, Commander?"

She looked at us, and said calmly, "Let's see if they can stomach mess food. But first, guys, buckets off."

I exchanged a look with Callen. What was going on?

The men removed their helmets, and G raised an eyebrow. They all shared the same face. G and I exchanged a glance, and he asked, "Triplets?"

One chuckled, "Nah, clones. Our galaxy is way ahead of your world, technologically. I'm Hardcase. This is Jesse, and that's Fives. He's ARC, along with Echo. Our whole army shares the same face."

I raised an eyebrow at the one he called 'Fives', "A skirt?"

I could hear a scowl in his voice as he replied angrily, "It's a kama! Gah! A belt-spat, protects from shrapnel and all sorts of stuff you find on a battlefield."

I frowned, "Hmm. Still, did you have a choice to be in the army? What made us SEALs, and the Marines and our other armies so strong was that it was fueled by the desire to fight, and our patriotism."

Five stepped forwards, and I caught sight of what looked like a five on his right temple, "No, we were born and created for this. But, we're pretty good fighters, especially us ARCs. I used to be a regular trooper, but after the Battle of Kamino, Captain Rex and Commander Cody promoted Echo and I to ARC troopers."

I shook my head, "I bet you can't beat a SEAL. We're the best of the best. When all else fails, we don't. We're the toughest, and we have earned our reputation many times over."

I was struck by a thought though, about the little lady who could make all SEALs quake in their boots. I looked at Callen, "Hold the phone. G, what is Hetty gonna say? We're way overdue."

Callen froze, "We're in trouble."

I frowned, "And where are Kensi and Deeks?"

Kensi POV

Deeks and I stood, pointing our guns at the men wearing the strange white and yellow armor. One stepped forwards, and I glanced at the skirt like thing hanging from his belt.

Deeks did too, and asked cheekily, "You know, where I come from, men don't wear skirts."

He growled, "Shut up. Who are you?"

Behind him, a blue woman with two tail like things hanging from her head, and no hair spoke, "Be at ease Commander."

Deeks and I exchanged looks, and he spoke warily, "I'm Detective Deeks, LAPD liaison to NCIS, and this is Agent Blye, NCIS."

The Commander froze, "Blye? Huh. Well, I'm Commander Bly, 327th, and this is General Secura."

Deeks and I both lowered our guns, and Deeks murmured to me, "We ain't in Kansas anymore, Dorothy."

"For once, I think you might be right."

Author's Note:

Commander Bly/Kensi Blye? Yea couldn't resist. Who else noticed the similarity?

Ah…Confusion awaits our intrepid heroes.

And I will be bringing in Nell and Eric. I just didn't fit them into this chapter.

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