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Tony slowly checked the rooms to the left as Ziva checked the ones on the right. Calling clear in each room they quietly made their way upstairs. The first few rooms were empty but as they approached the next one he noticed that Ziva had grown tense. He looked at her questioningly and she put a finger to her lips, signaling him to be quiet, and then pointed at the room in front of them. It was obvious she had heard or seen something that Tony hadn't. Before they could even open the door it flew open and a person barged through them. It had managed to startle them, so neither had been able to grab the person who was now sprinting down the stairs and out the door. Ziva had recovered first and took off after them,
"STOP! Federal agents! Freeze!" she yelled as she ran, Tony not far behind her. They could tell now that it was a girl they were chasing after, a very fast girl who did not seem to be slowing down or stopping. As the girl turned the corner Ziva managed to catch up with her and tackled her to the ground. The girl struggled as Ziva held her down while Tony caught up with them,
"God, how can you run that fast?" he asked, panting. Ziva did not reply but pulled the girl up off the sidewalk. She looked to be about eighteen, if they had to guess. She had long brown hair that seemed to be full of tangles and large blue eyes. Her clothes were well worn and didn't seem to fit too well.
"Who are you?" Ziva asked. The girl simply glared at her.
"She asked you a question," Tony said firmly, starring at the girl who continued to glare. Ziva changed tactics,
"Why did you run like that?" she asked, Not surprisingly, the girl did not answer. Tony groaned, he hated dealing with uncooperative people,
"Let's just take her back to the navy yard with us, maybe we can get something out of her there," he said. Ziva nodded and led the girl to their car. As they walked Ziva could feel her hanging back and trying not to walk with her, almost like she wanted to run again. They managed to reach the car without further incident and made their way back to NCIS.
"Who's this?" Tim asked as they walked into the squad room, causing Gibbs to look up at them as well. He had sent Tony and Ziva to simply check out the crime scene again, not to come back with a teenager.
"She was at the crime scene Gibbs, came busting out of one of the rooms and took off. Now she's refusing to talk to us and answer our questions," Tony told them. Gibbs nodded,
"Put her in the conference room," he told Ziva who nodded and led the young girl out of the squad room. Once they left he turned to Tony, "Did she have any ID?"
"Nope, only thing she had was these," he said, holding up a set of dog tags. Gibbs took them from his hand,
"Cameron Morgan," Gibbs read, "McGee, search the name; see if you can figure out who he is and what she has to do with him. I'm going to talk to her."
While McGee began searching the name off the dog tags Gibbs made his way to the conference room. Entering the room he found the teenager sitting at the table and Ziva standing across from her. Ziva stared at the girl, but she refused to look up and neither was saying anything. Ziva was the only one who acknowledged his presence and moved out of his way some so that he could sit across from the girl. Even after he sat she still refused to look at him, Gibbs sighed and knew this was going to be difficult.
"What's your name?" He asked softly, not wanting to frighten the girl. As expected, he did not get an answer so he tried again, "How old are you?" still no answer, "Why did you run from Tony and Ziva?" Gibbs was surprised that the young girl could stay quiet and not move for so long, especially when he knew she had to be nervous. Trying one last time he asked, "Whose dog tags did you have?"
She did not answer but both Gibbs and Ziva could see her tense a little and she began playing with her hands. Gibbs decided he wasn't going to get anything out of her so he stood up and started towards the door, ordering Ziva to stay with her,
"By the way," he said, addressing the girl, "We have someone running the name off the tags right now." He watched as her head whipped up from the table and she looked at him nervously. He almost thought she was going to say something but then she looked down again, trying to ignore the two adults. Gibbs sighed and left the room, leaving Ziva and the young girl alone.
The girl continued to stare at the table after Gibbs left, but this time she played with her hands nervously. She tried to keep them under the table but she knew the agent in the room could tell what she was doing. Honestly she just wanted to leave. She didn't want these people figuring out who she was or why she had been in the house she ran out of. She knew that things would likely not end well for her, they never had in the past and she had a feeling that this time wouldn't be any different. The two continued to sit in silence as the time passed slowly.
Meanwhile, Gibbs had made his way back to the squad room hoping that McGee had found something about who the girl was or whose dog tags she had.
"McGee, what do you got?" he asked as he walked past his desk.
"Lieutenant Cameron Morgan. Thirty-six, served two tours in Iraq. Been home for three months and someone filed a missing persons report three weeks ago," McGee told him.
"Who filed the report?" Gibbs asked. McGee typed for a few more seconds,
"His daughter, Addyson Morgan, filed it when he didn't come home the night before after he told her he was going out to meet up with some friends."
"Is there a picture of Addyson?" he asked. McGee nodded and pulled up a picture of the girl on the screen and Gibbs found himself starring into the face of the girl sitting in the conference room.
"So then why did she run?" Tony asked thoughtfully. McGee once again spoke up,
"There's also a missing persons report out for Addyson Morgan, Adrienne Morgan, and Ashlynn Morgan," he said, pulling up two more pictures, this time of young children who looked exactly like Addyson. Before he could say anything else Gibbs' phone rang. He quickly conversed with the person on the other end then hung up.
"McGee, find me everything you can about this whole situation. I want to know what's going on. Tony, get back to working on the case we've got going," Gibbs ordered before leaving the squad room and heading down to Abby's lab.