Ok so I'm not too sure about this but It was mentioned that it would be good to see Airwolf in a crossover with NCIS:LA and then someone mentioned that I could write it, even though...truth be told I have never seen the series, So I am going on information on Wikipedia and IMDB and the amazing Blackbear53 who's love of Airwolf may actually see this turn out alright.

This is as is the others a work in progress.

Archangel.

Chapter 1

Hetty looked around at her agents frustrated.

Sam was all but growling, Kensi and Deeks looked tired.

It had been a month since Callen had gone against orders and gone undercover looking for Sam who had been taken by a Mexican drug cartel. Sam had made it out, rescued by Granger, Kensi and Deeks.

Callen had been seen by them all but the leader had pegged Callen for a fed and had dragged him forcibly into his jeep, knocked him cold and driven off leaving the rest of the team stunned and helpless to rescue him.

A few hours ago the team had seen satellite footage of the cartel leader entering a cantina in a small Mexican town the first sighting of him they'd had in a month.

Sam, Kensi and Deeks had gone down there and missed him by hours, although there was talk of Senior Rodriguez dragging around a starved and injured American federales in chains.

Granger turned to them annoyed, "Agent Callen made his bed, there is nothing more we can do, we have been ordered to stay out of Mexico by SECNAV, unless he comes to the US. As of now Agent Callen is to be declared missing."

"No!" Sam yelled, having a flashback about the last agent they had to declare missing, "We know where he is…we have to get him out!"

Hetty shook her head, "I am sorry but my hands are tied." She said.

Kensi shot Deeks a look of anguish.

"There's gotta be something we can do, we can't leave him!" she pleaded looking at Hetty.

Hetty sighed, "I don't…"She stopped as her desk phone rang and moved to answer it, the others standing around feeling helpless.

"Hetty Lange." She said as she picked up the phone, "Excuse me…what?!"

The main door knocked and the voice on the other end repeated, "I said let me in Henrietta."

Hetty smiled and let out a small laugh as she put the phone down, "Mr. Hanna would you mind letting our guest in and showing him to my office." She said.

Sam walked to the main door and opened it to find a man dressed in white with an eye patch over his right eye. "Agent Hanna, I am so pleased to finally meet you." He said holding out his hand.

Sam looked at him and shook his hand, "And you are…?" he asked guardedly.

"You may call me Archangel." The man said and leaning on his white cane walked with a limp towards Hetty ignoring Granger who had stepped up.

"Excuse me who do you think you are?" Granger asked.

"Assistant Director Owen Granger, you always were a brown nose, go and play in your sand box while the grownups talk." Archangel said and walked past him as Sam smiled.

"Micheal…It is good to see you still alive." Hetty said with a smile as she walked around the desk.

"Likewise," Archangel said shaking her hand. "You know why I am here." He said sinking into the chair near her desk.

Hetty looked blank, "How did you know Michael?" she asked.

Archangel smiled, "How do I always know." He said, "You think I would let him get cut off by your government and not do anything?"

"Your government?" Granger asked walking over to them, "This is a secure facility, and you don't work for our government?"

Archangel laughed, "Trust me I have clearance, and no…I work above the government."

Granger stared at him, "Who are you?" he asked.

"My name is Archangel, that is all you need to know and we are wasting time," He pulled a cell phone out of his pocket, "Do you have a plan or do I call his brother?"

"Who's brother?" Granger asked confused.

"Why Mr. Callen's brother," Hetty smiled, "How is Stringfellow nowadays?" she asked.

"He is still coming to terms with the loss of Dominic Santini, but his new partner Jo is fitting in well."

"Callen has a brother?" Sam said listening in from the doorway.

Archangel smiled, "Two, half brothers, St. John and Stringfellow, they share the same mother…"

"Does G know?" Sam asked angry that they all seemed to know something that Callen did not.

"No…Mr. Hanna and until such time as it is safe for him to know about his brothers I would appreciate your silence." Hetty ordered.

"So do we send the wolf in to get him out?" Archangel asked.

Stringfellow Hawke sat at the end of the pier by the lake next to his house and played a haunting melody on his cello. His new blue hound puppy Nic sat faithfully as his feet and listened in. He thought back to the times when his old dog Tet had sat and done the same thing.

Sue Santini walked down the dock carrying a coffee and sat a few yards back to listen to him play, she knew something was eating him but had no idea what, She wondered if his brother Sinjin was in trouble, but String hadn't said a word all morning.

String himself stopped playing, it was not helping, and his gut was churning too much, Sue's sister Jo had left for work earlier that morning and had promised to call when she heard from Archangel who had cancelled a meeting with them saying he had urgent business in Los Angeles. He knew that had to be what was bothering him, but he didn't know why.

He picked his cello up and walked back towards the house, Nic following dutifully behind. He stopped as he reached Sue, "Company's coming." He said and kissed her on the cheek.

Knowing better than to argue she headed back to the house to make coffee.

Kensi, Deeks, Sam, Nell and Hetty looked out over the view as they flew over the mountains and the lake seeing the huge mansion sized house on the edge of the lake.

"Wow, that's a house!" Deeks exclaimed.

The others smiled, "Stringfellow has lived in his cabin here for years, he lives here with his girlfriend Sue Santini, Sister of his partner Jo, and she's at work right now."

The Helicopter landed and they all got out.

"Where is he?" Sam asked, "Surely he heard us land."

Archangel smiled, "He knew we were coming before we did, he'll be inside."

They walked into the house and String was sitting at his kitchen bar drinking coffee, "Archangel…coffee's ready." He called not looking.

"Stringfellow, I have guests with me," Archangel said.

String smiled, "I know, Hetty…I have your tea brewing." He said as he stood to greet them.

Hetty held out her arms to Clara's middle son, "Stringfellow, it has been a long time," she said as she pulled him in for a hug.

"You brought people?" String said looking at the others who were staring at the priceless works of art in his house. String glared at them and turned to face up to Archangel. "You brought them here?" he snapped.

"String…" Archangel started.

"Mr. Hawke, Nell Jones." Nell interjected holding out her hand, "I'm the technical analyst, I'm here to provide tech support to you."

"Tech support why, and why are you here Hetty?" String turned to the small woman who was one of the few welcome in his cabin. She looked sadly at him as he pieced the reason for her visit up in his mind, "G's missing?" String said "It was G…not Sinjin?"

Hetty nodded, "I am afraid so,"

Sam, Kensi and Deeks stopped at an oil painting of two people over the mantel piece, the man they didn't know but the woman was familiar, "That's her…G's mom!"

String walked up behind them, "Yeah, we thought she died when I twelve in 1962, but it turned out that she had survived and was working for the firm and had gone deep cover. She didn't surface again until 1974 when she was found shot on the beach, we found her, but our brother and sister were missing, we found Amy after she died but didn't find out about G until he joined the firm." He took a sip of his coffee and sank into a plush armchair. Sue walked over and sat on the arm next to him and he held her lovingly taking comfort in her presence.

"Why haven't you told him, if you know of his existence, why not look him up, and tell him he has family?" Nell asked.

"It's not that simple." String sighed, "How do we explain that both I and my brother are here and we never looked for him,"

"Why didn't you?" Kensi asked.

"Because we didn't know he existed, until I found Sinjin I thought I was the only one left."

"So you're a Callen too?" Deeks asked.

String shook his head, "St. John and I had a different father, Alan Hawke…He died in the same boating accident that we thought killed our mother, and Callen was Mom's maiden name."

"So why haven't you contacted him since?" Kensi asked.

String shrugged and got up, he did not like people at the best of times and this was starting to feel just a little too much like an interrogation. "You'll stay here tonight and I'll go in, in the morning and bring G here."

"You don't have a plan or back up, how you gonna get G out safely?" Sam asked.

String smirked with the same smiled that Callen had, "I have some help." He said cryptically.

"I'll take their bags upstairs String," Sue said as she kissed his cheek, "You get the grill on for your fish."

"Fish?" Deeks asked.

String smiled, "You stay in my home you eat fish,"

He got up and walked to the kitchen, "Sinjin and Caitlin are coming." He said and poured two more coffee cups.

Kensi, Deeks and Sam looked out of the window and saw nothing… for a moment then a helicopter appeared on the horizon.

"How does he do that?" Deeks asked.

Hetty shrugged and sipped her tea.

The second Helicopter landed and two people walked up to the house, "String? Do we have company?" Sinjin asked as he walked in with his wife, Caitlin."

"St. John." Hetty said as he entered.

"Whoo! Aunt Hetty!" He grinned and picked her up spinning her around to the amazement of all in the room, with the notable exception of Stringfellow and Archangel.

"Aunt…Hetty?" The three federal agents and one technical analyst said in unison.

"St. John you put me down right now!" Hetty admonished.

He grinned and looked around at the people crowding his brother's main room. His face suddenly darkened over, "String?" he called worriedly.

"It's G…he's missing." Stringfellow told his older brother.

"We going in the wolf?" he asked.

String nodded, "In the morning, I'm assuming that we need more Intel and that Archangel is already getting us the information we need."

"Indeed I am." Archangel said.

"Tonight then little brother we plan and eat, and then we save G." Sinjin said. He turned to the others in the room, "I take it you all work with G, I'm St. John Hawke, oldest brother, and this is my wife Caitlin Hawke-O'Shaunessy, ex-cop and one hell of a pilot."

String walked back into the kitchen as Nic lay down at Sinjin's feet and yawned. The others sat around looking expectantly at Hetty, "We need to get in there first," Sam said, "Lay the groundwork, I mean I am sure you guys know what you are doing but you aren't federal agents you could get hurt."

St. John straightened up in his chair, "I'm an ex-CIA agent and we work freelance for the Firm which is a covert branch of the CIA," He stopped as Archangel nodded allowing him to continue. "G is our brother, and we will do everything we can to get him back."

"Sam…" Nell interrupted. "Archangel had allowed me access to some of the firm's data on the area where we think Callen is, I'm getting something now." She told him.

String and Sinjin came in at this, String picked up a remote control and pointed it at the oil painting of Alan and Clara, which moved up to reveal a huge plasma screen.

"Put it on the screen." String ordered.

They watched as a door to a dusty adobe building opened, Rodriguez walked out pulling Callen along behind him, he was bruised and bleeding, his left eye was swollen shut and he stumbled as he was yanked by his chain.

The men nearby laughed as he fell and the people in the mansion looked shocked at how much weight he had lost, his skin looked torn and his lips cracked.

He fell to the floor and coughed a few times, blood flecked the corner of his mouth as he stood up.

Nell cut the feed and looked at them all shocked.

"He'll need medical attention when we get him back." She said ignoring the impulse she had to curl into a ball and cry at the sight of him.

String looked at his brother and nodded, "We'll take the wolf out tonight."

"You just saw your brother in that state and you want to walk the dog?!" Sam asked incredulously.

Both String and Sinjin gave identical grins, "The wolf is no dog and G isn't gonna be there any longer than he has to be." String promised.