First attempt at a Fanfic. Was kinda bored and this is keeping my mind busy. Just wanted to give the Air Force OSI a little love.
I dont own any of the NCIS LA characters or storylines.
The door opens and the two men walk into the equipment room. The whine of jet engines is in the background. They turn on a light. One is in his flight suit, the other is in Air Force ABU's.
"I'm telling you Commander this new version is awesome. The upgrades make it so easy."
"And you just have to show me this now? I get to test this out at 0800 tomorrow. The old lady expects me home soon," he sighs feigning interest.
"Sir I'm telling you if you just work some with it now it'll be easier tomorrow in the air. Its good to get familiarity. Plus these ground sims they made up for the queuing system are kinda fun", said the one in the ABU's.
The Commander looked at the Sergeant and said, "Why would I use the sims when I can do the real thing. You Air Force guys seem to love your sims" he chuckles, " What's nexts you gonna show me your Playstation version."
The Sergeant prepares to make a witty retort but a noise stops him short. Its come from the locked room where it says "Authorized Personnel Only". The door is open, that wasn't how the Sergeant left the room when he left a few hours ago to grab the Commander.
He taps the Commander on the shoulder and points to the open door. "Sir I didn't leave that door open."
The Commander looks over at the door and calls out as he walks toward the door, "Hey who's in there? That's a restricted area."
The Commander then opens the door and walks in as the Sergeant stand behind him in the room. The enlisted man hears the Commander say "Hey who are you? Your not suppos…." and then hears something that sounds like a wet slap and grunt.
The Sergeant rushes forward quickly and peaks in the door "Sir!", he says loudly and then another wet slap and a grunt. A few seconds later he dark figure walks forward out of the equipment room with a helmet bag in one gloved hand and a FN FNX 9mm with a silencer in the other. The figure steps carefully over the motionless body of the Sergeant, walks slowly through the room shuts the light off and walks out the door.
Hetty is in her office after hours on a video conference call. On the other end is an Air Force Colonel who seems very upset and looks like he has seen his fair share of action.
"Ms. Lange I object to turning this investigation over the the Navy. My people can handle it," he says very gruffly. Hetty can tell he is annoyed and protecting his territory.
"Colonel one of the deceased is a highly decorated Naval Aviator and test pilot whose family is well connected to many on the Hill. And the item that was stolen can be detrimental to the security of this nation . I believe we can help," Hetty is trying hard to be diplomatic.
"Ms. Lange the Sergeant was a 16 year veteran from Oklahoma and didn't have connections but we will treat this investigation like he was the son of a Congressman. Connections doesn't make one person more important than the rest. We don't show favoritism, and this happened on a US Air Force installation" the Colonel feels slighted.
"Colonel Michaelson the Secretary of the Navy has made her intentions known that we take the lead. She has spoken to your Secretary and he has agreed. But…. I propose a joint investigation with your people, Rusty" Hetty smiles as she uses Colonel Michaelson's nickname
"A joint OSI and NCIS investigation?" He exhales deeply "It seems I have no choice, Hetty. I have a team in mind, I can have them there in two hours."
" I didn't extend an offer for a whole team, your lucky I'm in such a gracious mood, I will let you have one OSI Agent work with my team to investigate the murders and recover the stolen system."
Rusty's mouth drops, "Just one? Hetty you can't be serious. Is that what you call cooperation? Fine i'll have Special Agent Thornton get in touch, I'll give him a call and roust him up."
"No Rusty, I don't want that Agent. If you want to be involved in this investigation, " she pauses for effect, " I want this Agent." A file photo and dossier pops up on Colonel Michaelson's screen.
"Really Hetty? Him? He's a year and a half out of GLYNCO with barely any field experience. He does show promise, one of my best counterintelligence and counter surveillance experts, but this case is way above him. Are you sure? … Wait how did you get his file? You don't have access to Air Force files…. " he shakes his head and signs " you know what I don't wanna know. Obviously you've been researching him for some reason hence why you're asking for him."
Hetty smiles, "I don't know what your talking about Rusty, I'm appalled that you would think that. Now make sure he gets here in the morning, and remember that favor you owed me from Kuwait, I consider us even."
Colonel Michaelson laughs into the monitor, "I'm glad that I don't owe you anymore, and I'll make sure he is there in the morning. But remember Hetty, he is one of mine, so don't try and steal him."
Hetty smiles and disconnects the video call.