A/N: A sequeal to Box of the past. Set about 5 years later. Hope you like this story.
Disclaimer: I do not own NCISLA or the characters. I just own Marisa.
It had been 5 years since Callen had found out about his daughter. Marisa had been working with NCIS for 5 years now and Callen was impressed how good of an agent she had become. They had grown very close and occasionally Marisa had saved his ass when they were out in the field and vice versa. Callen noticed he had changed since he had found out he had a daughter. He liked being a father to her. Callen was glad that her adoptive parents gave him the chance to get to know his daughter. At work he couldn't help but feel protective of Marisa, which led to some confrontations between Marisa and Callen. But most of the time they made a good team. Marisa was every bit the same agent as Callen was, which Sam hated sometimes. Usually Marisa went along with them so Sam had to back up two agents every now and then. But Sam was happy that Callen had some family. He saw how much it had changed Callen. Callen mas more open and he'd opened up to Marisa about certain things, which had been good for Callen.
"Morning," Marisa said as she walked into the bullpen.
"Morning," Callen, Sam, Kensi and Deeks replied.
Just as she sat down behind her desk Eric whistled them up.
"What have we got?" Callen asked as they walked into OPS.
"PO James Winston was found death by the side of the road in his car this morning. MP's found a pack of cocaine in his car. ME ran a tox screen and he tested positive for cocaine," Eric told them as he put pictures of the crime scene up on the screen.
Marisa looked at the screen as Eric and Nell continued to inform them. Callen caught her staring at the screen.
"Marisa? Everything okay? Something you wanna share?"
"There's something familiar about this."
"About the guy or the crime scene?"
"The crime scene. It's like I saw this crime scene before."
"You predicted his death?" Deeks spoke, causing everyone to give him a weird look.
"No, I'm not a psychic. It's like it's a repeat of a crime scene I saw in the past."
Marisa continued to look at the screen. The others looked puzzled at her. How much crime scenes could she have seen before she came to NCIS?
Suddenly it hit her. "I know where I recognize this from. It's from a case I worked on when I was on my internship with the DEA."
"Do you know who did it?" Callen asked.
"Yes, it was a drug cartel we were tracking. They operated around the US border with also contacts in Mexico."
"Which drug where they dealing in?" Sam wanted to know.
"Cocaine," Marisa stated.
"You think it's the same cartel?" Callen asked.
"Yes, if not there's a really good copycat out there. The staging in exactly the same."
"We have to get a look at those DEA files."
"I can make a call. I think the people that I worked with are still there."
"Great, you do that. Sam and I will check out the crime scene. Kensi, Deeks, you go talk to his next of kin."
Everyone left. Marisa went downstairs to her desk and looked the number up for her mentor at the DEA.
"DEA office Los Angeles, how can I help you?" the receptionist said.
"Hello, my name is Marisa Mathews with NCIS, I would like to speak to Robert Smith."
"One moment please,"
"Robert Smith speaking."
"Hey Robert, it's Marisa Mathews."
"Hello Marisa, how are you?"
"I'm good. You?"
"Good too. I heard you're with NCIS now."
"Yes that is correct. Listen I'm calling about a case of ours. I believe it's connected to the drug cartel case we were working on when I was there, the one on the border of US/Mexico."
"Really? You think it's the same case?"
"Yes, the crime scene looks just the same as the one we saw then, except this time they killed a Marine."
"That's awful. Is there anything we can do to help?"
"Yes as a matter of fact. Can you send us the files you have on that case?"
"Sure, I'll send it to your techs."
"Great, thanks."
"If there's anything else we can do just let me know okay."
"I will. Thanks for your help." Marisa hung up the phone and went upstairs. "They're gonna send you the files they have on the case."
"Great." Eric started looking at his computer. "I got them."
"Bring them up Eric."
Marisa watched the screen as the pictures came on the screen. She studied the pictures and looked for any anomalies in both crime scene. She found a set of tire tracks on the current crime scene.
"Eric, zoom in on here please." Eric zoomed in and they saw the tire tracks clearer. "Can you run them, see what car this is from?"
"Sure," Eric replied and turned around and started working on his computer.
"Looks like they're from a dodge."
"You're right," Eric said astonished. "A dodge 1970 charger to be exact."
"Good eye," Sam spoke as he and Callen walked in.
"You think these belong to our killer?" Callen wondered.
"It's quite possible. When we were tracking them with the DEA they always drove American muscle cars."
"Okay, you found anything else in the files?"
"Nothing new. But an old contact from the DEA said that they were still active and that they were looking for a new driver. My guess is to replace Winston."
"You think he was running with them?" Sam wondered.
"It's possible. I called his commanding officer and they said that they weren't busy with any missions near the Mexican border."
"How can a Marine get involved with a drug cartel like this?" Callen thought out loud.
"Money perhaps," Marisa interjected. "What did you guys find at the crime scene?"
"Apart from those tire tracks nothing."
"What about this looking for a new driver?" Sam asked.
"The contact said that they would be holding a race and the winner could join the team."
"That could be a good opportunity for us to get someone inside," Callen spoke.
"Now all we need is a driver," Sam added.
"We already have one," Hetty voice came across the room causing the agents to turn around.
"Who did you have in mind Hetty?" Callen asked.
Hetty looked in the direction of Marisa. Callen and Sam followed her gaze.
"No, no, you can't be serious," Callen spoke when he realized Hetty wanted to send Marisa.
"Marisa is the best driver we have Mr. Callen."
"No, it's too dangerous."
"I can handle it," Marisa said.
"You're not going in without back-up."
"I'll be fine. I'm a fully qualified agent."
"It's too risky."
"Why do you always to this?! Why can't you trust me?!" Marisa yelled and she stormed out of OPS leaving the others behind with a shocked look.
Callen sighed and went to look for Marisa. He found her at the gun range, emptying magazine after magazine at the targets. Callen watched outside until she was done shooting and opened the door. Marisa looked over her shoulder and saw that it was Callen.
"What do you want?"
Callen hated this, he hated fighting with his daughter. He knew she's a good agent, but he couldn't help but feel extra protective of her.
"It's not that I don't trust you, cus I do."
"Then what?" Marisa voiced angrily as she turned around. "Why do you always do this when Hetty wants to send me undercover?"
"I don't know….. It's just… I don't want anything to happen to you. You're my daughter."
"I know that and I appreciate that. But I'm a fully qualified agent. I can look after myself in the field."
"I know, but…."
"But what?"
"I don't wanna lose you," Callen replied, his voice full with emotion.
"You're not gonna lose me, dad."
"You don't know that."
"You're right I don't, so how do you think I feel when you go undercover without back-up. I'm scared to lose you too."
"I never really thought about it that way."
"I get that you worry about me but I can look after myself. Besides you'll be close by in case something happens."
"Yes that's true."
"So don't worry and let me do my job."
"I will worry but I will let you do your job."
"Thanks dad," Marisa replied with a hug. "I love you dad."
"I love you too. Just be careful out there."
"I will. I promise."
Together they walked back to OPS. Deeks and Kensi had returned as well.
"Everything alright?" Sam asked.
"Yes all is good."
"Alright. Eric, please backstop Ms. Mathews so she can undercover. Now all we need is a car."
"I think I have the perfect car for this," Marisa answered.
"Really?" Sam was intrigued.
"Yes, I'll be right back."
20 minutes later Marisa pulled up into the parking lot of OSP. Callen and Sam were waiting for her there and saw her pulling up in and 1970 Dodge Charger. The car was maybe old but it still looked as good as new. There were racing seats in the car and a tank of nitro-gas.
"Where did you get this?" Sam asked astonished.
"Gift from my uncle for my 18th birthday."
"Nice." Sam looked at the car. "Can I?"
"Sure."
Sam popped the hood open and was surprised by what was under the hood.
"Wow, that's a hemi."
"Yep it is."
"Nice car. You should fit right in with this car."
They went over some details and Marisa got an earpiece and a button cam. The car was also fitted with GPS tracking system. Marisa went over some last minute checks together with Sam on her car before she left.
"Be careful," Callen spoke before she got in her car.
"I will dad don't worry."
40 minutes later she was at the starting line of the race. There were 5 of them. All of them got a GPS with a route they had to follow. First one there was joining the team. All the cars where American muscle cars. Marisa was the only girl competing.
"You sure you wanna do this sweetheart," the driver next to Marisa said. "This is big boy stuff."
Marisa just shot him a look. His car was nothing compared to her car. A little later the sign was given for the start. Marisa pulled up really fast leaving the guy next to her behind.
"See you at the finish line," Marisa spoke to herself.
"Wow, she's fast," the other guy said.
The streets weren't closed so they had to maneuver themselves between the moving cars. Marisa was neck-a-neck with another car, competing for the 2nd spot. They were bumping against each other, trying to make the other crash. As the other car came her way Marisa stepped on the break, causing him to swirl and she hit his back side which send him spinning and he crashed against a street light.
"Just one more left."
Marisa drove as fast as she could through the streets, swirling perfectly around the cars and making drifting turns. There was just 5 mile left and she was almost at the front car. She was very close when he blocked her path, causing Marisa off the road and onto a side road.
"See you sweetheart, this is mine," he spoke.
Marisa kept driving on the road. She wasn't beaten yet. 2 miles further the street came to an end, but there was a little bit of a ramp so Marisa gassed it and jumped off. She landed just in front of the other car.
"What the hell?" the other driver said astonished.
Marisa drove a fast as she could to the finish line keeping an eye on the car behind her. Marisa managed to stay in front of him and she finished first. At the end they were waiting for her.
"Nice job," Clavo Ramirez said. "Welcome to the team Mia."
"Thanks."
"What the hell was that?" the other driver yelled as he pulled up.
"You never saw anyone make a jump before. And they didn't say that was against the rules. Tough luck for you my friend."
"This was my spot you hear me, my spot!"
"Get lost! Now!" Ramirez said. "Keep the GPS. Whenever it starts beeping we have a job for you."
"Got it."
"Follow me and we'll meet the rest of the crew."
Marisa followed him to house where she met the rest of the team. They were all man and they were big, they all looked like military men.
"Guys, meet Mia, she's our new driver."
Marisa greeted everyone.
"I've never seen you at the navy yard," one of the guys said.
"I'm new. Just started last week," Mia improvised, she had no idea that they were Navy men.
"Which team are you with?"
"SEAL team 3."
"Nice. Nice meeting you. You should fit right in here."
"Thanks. Excuse me, but I have to use the restroom. Which way are they?" Then man pointed down the hall. "Thanks."
Marisa quickly went to the restroom and pulled out her phone to send Eric a text that he had to change her backstopping.
"Marisa said that they are all Navy men in the team. She send over the names of the others," Eric informed Hetty.
"Her cover is thorough enough?"
"I just updated her backstopping, she's good."
"Okay. See what you can find on those others."
Eric nodded and walked back up to OPS.
…
The next morning Marisa's GPS starting beeping. Marisa got into her car and followed the route on the GPS. OPS was tracking her.
"Where is she going?" Nell wondered as they were following on the computer.
"She's going towards the border," Eric stated.
Marisa followed the GPS and she noticed she was getting really close to the Mexican border. Just for the Mexican border she stopped at a house. She got out and walked to the front door and knocked.
A little later a Mexican looking man opened the door.
"Yeah."
"I'm here for Ramirez's package."
The man went outside and returned with Ramirez's package and he closed the door.
"Friendly guy," Marisa said sarcastically as she walked back to the car.
Her GPS gave a new address. Marisa picked up 2 more packages before the GPS send her back to the house where she'd met the other drivers.
"You got my packages?" Ramirez said as Marisa walked in.
"Yes, all three of them," Marisa replied as she put the packages on the table.
"Well done. Be here tomorrow at 5am for your next job."
"Alright. I'll be here."
Marisa went back to her undercover house in San Diego. The rest of the agents were at the NCIS office in San Diego. She swept her place to make sure there weren't any bugs before she sent a text to the other agents, telling them what the plan was.
The next morning Marisa was at the house at 5am. Ramirez told them what the plan was. They were sneaking across the border into Mexico to deliver the drugs. Every car had 10 packs of cocaine in the trunk.
"Follow me and stay in formation," Ramirez said before they drove off.
Together they drove to the Mexican border. They moved fast so they wouldn't be picked up by the sensors. They drove through a tunnel into Mexico. They made it into Mexico without a hitch. They drove about 10 more miles until they stopped at a luxurious house. Marisa was wearing her button cam and her earpiece so the others listened and watched.
Marisa and the others were led to a terrace were a fat man with a cigar was waiting for them.
"Thank you Ramirez for the packages. Who's the girl?" Santoro spoke.
"She's our new driver. We had to replace Winston."
"Ah yes Winston. Is she any good?"
"She's really good plus she's a Navy SEAL too."
"That's good."
Marisa wondered why they were all SEAL's. Maybe they were planning something against the Navy.
"What about the other package?" Santoro asked.
"It's being taken care of. We're scheduled to deliver it tomorrow."
"Good. Let me know when it's done."
"Will do."
"Now send the others away. We've got business to discuss."
Marisa and the others were shown to a different room. Marisa had managed to plant a bug so they could listen in on the conversation.
The agents sat in front of the screen and listened to the conversation between Santoro and Ramirez.
"Do the drivers know what's going to happen tomorrow?"
"Nope, I've not told them."
"Good. Tell them tomorrow. But only the minimum details, we don't want another situation like with Winston. Now that new girl is she to be trusted?"
"Mia? Yes. She's a Navy SEAL and she hasn't got clean service record. She's gone off the grid a couple of times. Spend about 6 months in total in the brig."
"Good. Does she check out?"
"Yes, she checks out."
"Good. They won't know what hits them tomorrow."
"No they won't."
"What's gonna happen tomorrow?" Kensi asked after hearing that.
"I don't know," Callen answered. "Something big. Maybe something that has to do with them being Navy guys."
"I'll inform the base here in San Diego so they can put some extra guards on duty," Sam spoke.
Marisa and the others stayed in Mexico for the night. When everyone was asleep Marisa went out to look for any information about tomorrow's assignment. She quietly walked downstairs and started looking for Santoro's office. After checking several rooms she came across a door which was closed. She pulled out her lock-pick and picked the lock. This room was Santoro's office. Quietly she closed the door and started looking around the room. There was a computer in the room. She tried to log on but she didn't have the password. She put the mirroring app in the computer, so knew Eric was at work. They had discussed this.
"Eric, I'm in. Can you get in?"
"Yes, I got it."
Marisa looked further through the room as Eric worked on the computer. She found a couple of documents and maps. She took some pictures of it with her phone and sent them to OPS.
"Are you in Eric?"
"Almost, he has very good security on his computer."
Marisa waited for Eric to get in the computer. Suddenly she heard footsteps getting close to the room.