I've been told the best way to hide something is to keep it to yourself. If you must, only tell your secret to one another person.

You'll never believe me where I learned that little bit of information.

And of course-

I have a secret.

You would believe me if I told you. It can-and will-blow up in my face if anyone found out. Hence, the rule…okay guideline to me. But they're going to be something that I never forget. As a child, I learned them unknowingly picking up information that would save my life many times over. I've added a few over the years but have always remembered the original rules.

Like for example one of mine- Never go topless while wearing stripper shoes.

Now an original- always carry a knife.

My little secret?

Well, that's why I'm standing outside an apartment building at three o'clock in the morning. The person that I was looking for had just returned from a long day at work. He looked dead on his feet. My target accidental dropped his keys before entering giving me a nice view of his ass and a chance to make sure that he was the only that I was looking for.

Nice view.

I shadowed him to the door, making sure to slip inside after him. My target waves to the man at the desk. The fool doesn't see me standing in the shadows. As he makes his way to the elevators, I pull my knife. He isn't going to know, which is sad for an NCIS agent. When I was close enough, I slipped my arms around his waist and pressed the knife against his skin.

"Say Hello to your girlfriend." I hissed.

Anthony "Tony" DiNozzo froze.

"Hello baby cakes." Tony cooed softly and turned around in my arms to give me a hug.

"Hey Baby." I cooed back. The elevator dinged and the doors opened. "Walk backwards." I hissed. Tony did what he was told. I was surprised that he hadn't tried to do anything. Yet.

As soon as the doors closed, Tony pushed me away and tried to pull his sidearm. I was faster.

"Don't try it." I ordered. "Slowly now drop it to the floor and kick it over this way."

Wordlessly, he did what I ordered. "I don't know want you want but I don't have it for sure." Tony said after the task was done. "Aren't you going to pick it up?"

"Nope. We're getting off." I smirked. Tony showed no emotion when the doors opened. "Move."

"Right. I don't know if I really want to done that because more then likely you're going to shoot me anyway." Tony said flashing a hundred watt smile at me. "Can I at least call my Boss?"

Stupid man. I rolled my eyes and tossed the knife at his head. It missed but inches.

"What the hell lady!?!"

"Walk. NOW!"

"Fine, ya bitch."

Oh, I wish that I could have really kill the man on the spot. But…he was going to have his uses.

"I'm guessing that we want to go to my apartment?"

"Very good."

I followed Tony as he lead the way to the door. It wasn't far. He fished the keys from his pocket and unlocked the door. We entered with me kicking shut the door after myself.

"Sit down on the couch."

Tony did what I asked.

"Call your boss."

"So you are going to kill me?"

"No I just need to be arrested by someone that I trust."