You Can't Take Me

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia nor NCIS

Myth busters was talking about ordering Samurai armor from Ukraine and all I could think was Ukraine trying to work around her 'tracks of land' to bang on a sheet of metal…

Okay so this is my first time doing a cross over, so if the NCIS characters seem a little out of character I'm so sorry and I'm working on that. I do really love NCIS which is why when I was trying to get the next story started I went through these phases in this order: NCIS, Criminal Minds, NCIS, Ghost Hunt, Startgate: Atlantis, NCIS, Stargate SG-1, NCIS, Flashpoint, NCIS...yea as you can see if I keep going back to a particular show then I end up doing it.

For those who have no idea how Evelyn relates to America I encourage you to head over to my profile to check out Set Fire to the World if you want to understand, then check out To Save My Soulbecause that's the second instalment and then come back to this one. I'm not sure how long this one is going to be, but I do know where I'm taking this one. So please read and review and I hope you enjoy.

...and yes the title is the song Byran Adams sang for Spirit...

Chapter One:

"Spears where are you? We are out of time!" Evelyn slid underneath a fallen branch hearing several body masses hitting the thick branch. "Spears where the hell are you?"

"About to jump off a cliff." Evelyn answered trying to stop but forwards momentum had decided that Evelyn needed to jump off the cliff. "Awe crap." Evelyn gasped feeling the earth crumble beneath her feet. As she watched the river below grow bigger the people that were chasing her had decided to test their luck in shooting her dead. Bullets flew past Evelyn either hitting the water or hitting the river below.

Opening her eyes Evelyn sat up wincing when her shoulder pulled wrong sending her back into the bed. Yea bullet proof don't do jack against a dislocated shoulder. Sure the rescue was a success but that run in with Trust operatives wasn't in the plan and Evelyn almost got hung out to dry due to her disappearing act. Luckily enough the little girl that she helped rescue demanded that Evelyn's fellow soldiers pull her out of the water.

And no one dared to disobey a toddler's demand.

Why was she up again? An annoying chime echoed throughout the house making Evelyn wince at the noise. That's right, someone is at the door. The chime went off again. Okay, make that an annoying someone. Throwing the covers off of her person Evelyn stumbled out of the bedroom wishing that whoever was at the door would just stop. Catching her reflection Evelyn saw how messed up her hair was, the dark shadows underneath her eyes, and the rumpled dark blue tank top. Looking down to make sure that she had pants on, they were a dark gray sweat pants thank you very much, she gripped the door handle growling out loud enough for the annoying brat to hear, "Ring the bell again and I will make use of the Second Amendment."

…nope it wasn't the boy/girl scouts…

Special agent Tony DiNozzo rang the doorbell again grumbling, "Seriously, how does a marine manage to live in a house like this?" he and fellow Special agent Ziva David had been sent to pick up one Corporal Evelyn Spears for questioning of the death of Corporal Michael Brent. The house that they pulled up, Tony was the one driving he had a will to live after all, wasn't exactly a simple house. It had three levels and from what Tony could see a large garage with what looked like authentic old cars. The porch wrapped around the front of the house and looked like it went around the back. "It's just not fair."

All and all, it was a large house and way more expensive than any of team Gibbs could afford even with the help of Tony's parents. Tony once again rang the doorbell smirking slightly knowing that he was annoying the residents of the house hold. "Would you please stop that?" Ziva said glaring at Tony as he repeatedly rang the doorbell several times.

"Ring the bell again and I will make use of the Second Amendment." A voice growled before the door swung open revealing an older teenager who looked like she had gone through hell. Her dark brown hair hung in a messy mop several inches past her shoulders. There were dark bags underneath her strangely bright blue eyes, her left arm was in a sling, and she basically looked like she just rolled out of bed and it was three in the afternoon.

"Threatening an officer?" Tony said smirking, "Making our job bringing you in easier Corporal Spears."

"It's not if you didn't identify yourself while ringing the doorbell." Evelyn said leaning against the doorframe "Now what do you want?"

"I'm Special Agent Ziva David this is special agent Tony DiNozzo from NCIS we need you to come with us to the Navy Yard." Ziva said pulling out her badge to show Evelyn deciding to take over before Evelyn decided to drop kick her partner; she would stop Evelyn of course but after the initial drop kick.

Evelyn raised a tired eyebrow "Why does the NCIS want to talk to me about?"

"It is about Corporal Brent." Tony explained. "He's dead." He said seeing Evelyn open her mouth.

Evelyn closed her mouth and stared at the two agents on the porch before sighing, "Let me change clothes at least. Come on in and wait in the living room." She stepped back letting them in before closing the door. Climbing the stairs she walked into the closet wondering what to pick that would be easy for her and her crippled arm could easily to slip on. Deciding on a black baggy t-shirt that belonged to America, dark blue jeans, and black Puma running shoes she slowly changed while cursing her arm and wishing she had some more of the morphine that the doctor had given her before ordering her home for bed rest. Adjusting the strap on the arm sleeve while walking down the stairs she stopped behind Tony who was holding a photo of her and her military buddies, "Please don't pick up random photos that don't belong to you." Tony jumped turning around wide eyed.

Special Agent Timothy McGee watched Corporal Evelyn Spears fight off sleep while waiting for his boss, Special Agent Gibbs, to come in and start the interrogation. The door opened and Ziva stepped in standing next to McGee. "Is she nervous?" Ziva asked.

"No trying not to go to sleep. Did you find out why she's injured?" McGee asked turning to Ziva.

"No we have not, Tony is still trying to get her medical record and her last orders but he's running into problems." Ziva explained as the door to the interrogation room and their gray haired boss walked into the room and tossed the case file onto the metal table making the girl jump slightly.

Evelyn looked up at the older man as he sat down, opened the file and pulled out the picture of the dead Corporal and placed it in front of her. "Corporal Michael Brent was found dead in a hotel room." Gibbs explained.

Evelyn pulled the picture closer to her looking down at the pale man with black hair cut in a typical jar head look. Blue lips and milky gray eyes that would have been lovely to look into, Michael Brent was an attractive man, he was dead obviously. Pushing the picture away feeling slightly sick, the last time she saw the corporal he was being sent back to the states for his conduct around the three female marines including herself. "How did he die?" Evelyn asked looking away from the picture.

"That's still being determined by our corner." Gibbs said "What I need to know is where you were three days ago?"

Evelyn bit her lower lip, three days ago she was flying in from Dubai unconscious and in pain from her dislocated shoulder but she had orders not to tell any civilian where she was. Even if she was flying in, "The last time I saw Corporal Brent was when he was being sent back to the states due to what he was doing."

"What was he doing?" Gibbs asked.

"Inappropriate flirting with myself, Lance Corporal's Cooper and Kelvin; he didn't understand the word no. I already have a boyfriend and I'm really happy with him, I'm not going to have an affair when my boyfriend is back over here waiting for me." Evelyn said "And the fact that we were in dangerous territory he should have been focus on the mission and not on his second head."

"What was this mission?" Gibbs asked hoping that with her tirade she was going on she would reveal a little bit more about her situation to figure out if she killed Brent or not. Evelyn leaned back in her chair and studied Gibbs; suddenly it felt as if he was the one sitting on the other side of the table, but of course he didn't show it just silently waited for the young woman in front of him to answer.

"It's classified." Evelyn finally answered looking calmer than several minutes ago. Before Gibbs could say anything the door of the interrogation room slammed open and the next thing Evelyn knew she was swept up from the chair. "Shoulder, shoulder, shoulder" Evelyn gasped feeling her shoulder proceeded to stab her nerve endings.

Pulling back America glared down at his historian, the message he got when he was in a meeting with his boss saying that NCIS was at their house confused him before sending him into a panic. Evelyn had gone on missions that could condemn her and her fellow marines and drove to the Navy Yard with his boss not far behind him. "Dude you're supposed to be in bed resting." Evelyn winced underneath America's stare. At least his glare couldn't come close to her mother's glare.

Standing up Gibbs watched the President of the United States of America walk in and said "Miss Spears is under orders not to speak to any police officers of any kind, I understand that you are investigating the death of Corporal Brent but take my word for it that Corporal Spears was flying in on the day that Corporal Brent supposedly died."

America started to pull Evelyn out of the room when she stopped at the doorway and said "I wasn't the first one to complain about Corporal Brent agent Gibbs, if you want answers you should talk to Lance Corporal Rachel Kelvin. She and Corporal Brent were in the same team and her complaints were the loudest." Then allowed her country to pull her out of the room.

Tony watched in awe as the men in black filed in and looked like mean guard dogs in the center was the President of the mother fudging United States of America, and a blond haired teenager with their suspect his arm around her shoulder. Staring wide eyed as the group entered the elevator he didn't even notice that the rest of his team had appeared in the bull pen. "Was that who I think it is?" wincing when Gibbs slapped the back of his head.

Abrupt ending is abrupt but the second chapter should be out within the next week...I really don't know why I'm posting this on Mother's Day... I'ma bad child *hangs head in shame*

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