Suspicions Confirmed:
CIA Operative Rachel Haven's past hasn't been an easy one, especially when she was the only one who survived the crash that killed her family. The suspicions she has had since that terrible night are all out in the open, and Rachel will do whatever it takes to end everything that was started because of it, even at the risk of her job, her life, and the man she loves. G Callen knows a few things about wanting revenge, will he stay with her, or will everything crumble to dust after everything they've been through together over the past ten years?
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from NCIS: Los Angeles, although I do own Rachel and her lovely CIA friends.
Beginning the Search:
It had been sixteen years since her family had been killed in an automobile crash leaving Rachel Haven the only survivor, and at the age of eighteen, she joined the CIA, the agency her father had once worked for, but at that time, she didn't know that piece of information, she just wanted to catch their killer.
After spending sixteen years with the Central Intelligence Agency, operative Rachel Haven had seen a lot.
She had been sent to Los Angeles to become a liaison for NCIS Office of Special Projects, she had fallen in love with the lead agent, G Callen, she had left, she had been tortured in Romania by international arms dealers and seen a few good men die because of her, she and her team had been declared rogue agents by the former CIA Director Richard Stevens, she had come back to Los Angeles to receive protection when she had been declared rogue by NCIS Special Agent G Callen, she had left to rescue her teammate and her best friend, Dustin Wiles, and fallen back in love with G Callen.
Two years later she had left G Callen again to go on a CIA operation with her best friend Dustin Wiles in Scotland where the Scottish underground militia had discovered them and hunted them through Scotland. The rest of her team, Brandon Briars, Samuel Porter, and Robert Knight, along with NCIS Special Agents G Callen, Sam Hanna, Kensi Blye, and LAPD liaison Marty Deeks, had come to Scotland to find them. She had protected her best friend and lied to him about the love of his life being dead, when in truth she was actually alive, and she had jumped in front of a semi-automatic weapon and had taken six shots to the torso to save her best friend and the woman he loved.
Now, after the suspicions of her parents and little sister actually being murdered, had been confirmed, and she wasn't going to stop until everyone who knew about the crime and helped commit it or cover it up had paid.
August 8, 2011:
Callen was working a case with Sam, Kensi and Deeks were interrogating a suspect, and I was here, with nothing to do. I looked at the picture that was in my hands and thought back to all those years ago. Sixteen years, it had been sixteen years since my parents and little sister was murdered, sixteen years since I joined the CIA.
The smiling faces in the picture reminded me of good times, the times when I didn't have to worry about getting a bullet in me, or worrying about the man I loved and our teams.
"Stop trying to get inside my head Nate" I said out loud looking up at the tall psychologist who had been watching me from across the room. He had come back from the Middle East a few months back and had immediately been intrigued with me, and the past I kept hidden.
Callen didn't even know every detail in my past. No one did.
Don't get me wrong, I liked our operational psychologist, but I didn't like anyone, not even Callen, trying to get inside my head. I never did when I was eighteen and grieving for my dead family, and I didn't now, sixteen years later.
"Something's wrong Rachel. You can hide it from Callen and the others, but not from me" said the man coming to sit on the edge of my desk. He looked at the picture and then looked at me. "Is that your family?" he asked.
"Was. It was my family Nate" I said softly. I looked at the picture again and then back at him.
"Sixteen years Nate. It's been sixteen years since my family died and I joined the CIA. Sixteen years without my family's killer being caught" I said fiddling with the photograph.
"Why haven't they been caught?" Nate asked.
"I don't know, but I promised myself long ago that I would find who did this and make them pay" I said softly just as Callen and Sam walked in. I put the picture away and my conversation with Nate was brought to a close.
11:35 p.m.:
"Nell, I need a favor" I said walking into the Ops center just as the short redhead began to turn off the computers. She stopped and turned to look at me.
"Sure, what do you need Rachel?" she asked plopping down in a chair. I handed her a slip of paper and she looked at it.
"Can you do it?" I asked. I didn't want to be overheard, Callen was still here, and as much as I loved him, I couldn't let him know what I was doing; he would try to stop it, or even worse, follow through with me.
"Shouldn't be a problem, I'll have it for you as soon as I can" Nell said calmly handing me back the piece of paper.
"Thanks Nell, I owe you one" I said before taking a lighter out of my pocket and setting the paper on fire. I watched the flames lick at the paper and threw it in the metal wastebasket and walked out the door. As I walked downstairs I found Callen waiting for me, as he always was at the end of the workday.
"Ready to go home?" he asked dropping a kiss on my lips. I nodded and we walked out the door towards the home that Callen and I were sharing.
Three hours later I rolled out of bed and crept towards the living room. Grabbing my phone off the counter I slipped into the backyard and dialed the number I had memorized by heart.
"This better be important Rach" growled the voice. I smiled when I heard my best friend on the other end.
"It's been sixteen years Dust" I whispered running a hand through my long blonde hair. The line was quiet for a few moments and then I heard a baby crying in the background. I smiled fondly.
"I know gara" he whispered. I heard another voice and knew it was Alana getting my goddaughter.
"I think it's time Dustin. It's been sixteen years with nothing. I need to end this. If I don't do it now, it'll never be done" I said looking out at the darkened sky.
"What do you want me to do gara?" he asked.
"Nothing, I just wanted to give you a heads up, in case Callen calls you looking for me in the future" I said.
"You're not going to tell him?" Dustin asked, and I heard the disapproval in his voice.
"I have to this on my own Dustin. This is personal" I said.
"Alright gara, be careful, call me before you make any major decisions okay?" he said.
"You got it Dust" I said before hanging up. I sat on the railing of the porch and watched the sunrise come over the treetops in mine and Callen's backyard. Suddenly, I felt arms around my waist.
"What are you doing out here all alone?" Callen asked kissing my hair.
"Just thinking" I said turning to him and kissing him on the lips. I hated lying to him, but I couldn't let him know. I shut the thoughts out and settled comfortably against Callen's chest and watched the sun rise over the Los Angeles sky with the man I loved.
So, how was the first chapter for the third and last installment of Rachel and Callen? Let me know what you think, your reviews always make my day. Thanks to all those who said they would be interested in another installment of this series. I am still trying to work on my other two, but it's just taking a little longer than expected. So sorry for the inconvenience on that!
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