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MCPO M-061

Chapter 2

A couple hours later, they had all regrouped at the Navy Yard. Taylor's statement had been taken and little Anna had fallen asleep on Gibb's chair. McGee had been working tirelessly on MCPO Carters background, fighting the system to uncover the history behind their missing SEAL. Tony was working on the couples financials, and was struggling to make headway on the SEAL's money trail. Bishop was digging into the lives of the family that had just been violently torn apart.

When Gibbs returned from a coffee run, McGee stood and grabbed the clicker for the plasma.

"Boss, meet Master Chief Petty Officer Echo Carter, age 26. He enlisted with the Navy straight out of high school and spent only two years in the service before applying for BUD/S. He passed at the top of his class and entered Sniper School shortly after," McGee explained, bringing up the old service record, "He graduated sniper school at the top of his class with a 98% accuracy track and was assigned to the Naval Special Warfare Development Group."

Gibbs looked at McGee with actual surprise on his face.

"98%?" he asked quizzically.

"I didn't believe it either Boss," McGee started, "But when I called SPECWAR, they confirmed the score. Speaking of, all his records after sniper school are highly classified and heavily redacted. I barely managed to find out that he was on terminal leave from DEVGRU as it is. One thing I was able to find was a conceal carry permit for a FN Five-Seven, which matches the shell casings we found."

Gibbs nodded as Tony came up.

"Financials check out on everyone," Tony said, stealing the clicker from McGee, "Our SEAL is a different story. I can find the account, but I can't acess his records"

Tony clicked and brought up a document that had been redacted, black bars covering everything, leaving very little visible text.

"I got nothing on him Boss," Tony said with a wince, expecting a Gibbs-slap.

It never arrived. Instead, Bishop appeared at his side and stole the clicker from him.

"These are our intended victims," she started softly, as not to wake the sleeping girl a few feet away, "Elsa Aren, just turned 17 today, and her half-sister Anna Aren, 6. Elsa's mother died when she was 7. Her father remarried two years later and a year after that, little Anna was born. Elsa is enrolled at Arendelle High and Anna was due to go into school in September. According to the school records, Elsa is a model student, quiet and focused. Never been in trouble, only one incident of a late project back in the 9th grade, around the same time Anna had a case of pneumonia."

"Any boyfriends?" Tony asked.

"Her social media accounts indicate that she dated a Hans Westergard for a few months a little while back, but other than that there's no evidence of a current boyfriend," she finished, "There was a face that popped up a lot though, apparently they've been close friends since…forever really, Rachel Corona. According to her social media, she was nicknamed Rapunzel after she grew her hair a few years back."

"Do we know why Elsa and Hans broke up?" McGee asked.

"No idea," Bishop replied, "But it's well past 10 now, so I was planning on heading to the school tomorrow to talk to them."

"Good work Bishop," Gibbs said, "DiNozzo, McGee…"

"Digging up background and financials on Hans and his family," Tony said and went to get started.

"Doing the same for Rachel," McGee called as he sat down and started typing.

"Bishop," Gibb's said slowly, "Go see Ducky. McGee, if Anna wakes up; stay with her."

"You got it Boss," McGee said as he nodded.

Gibbs nodded and left, headed to Abby's lab. As he walked in, his ears were assaulted with the noise that was Abby's music. Abby was nowhere to be found, until Gibbs stormed through and shut off her stereo. The second the music was gone, Abby appeared from her ballistics lab.

"Hey Gibbs," she greeted happily.

"Whatcha got Abbs?" Gibbs asked as Abby led him to her workstation.

"Bullets, bullets and bullets," Abby said as she brought up the shell casings they had recovered, "I matched them to the Master Chief's handgun. No surprises. But I ran the .45 bullet we found in the tree and the shell casing and got something interesting."

Abby pulled up a hit sheet of 10 other kidnappings.

"This isn't the first time they've done this," Gibbs said with a sigh.

"Nope," Abby said, "I've linked this bullet to the same weapon used in all of these cases when someone tried to intervene. These are the .45s that Ducky sent me. They're hollow point, but look at the wounds."

Abby brought up the crime scene photos.

"They're in an almost completely straight line," Abby said, "Its like the weapon didn't kick. Also, the patterns wrong for a semi-automatic. It's too spread out."

"Palmer said it looked like automatic fire," Gibbs said softly and Abby nodded.

"Now there are several .45 caliber automatic weapons out there that fit the bill," Abby started, "Compact enough to fit in a car and that have a high rate of fire, but there is only one that can effectively reduce recoil."

She pulled up the image of the weapon.

"The KRISS Vector," Abby said happily, "Which is only available to military and law enforcement and is currently available in a variety of calibers including .45 ACP."

Gibbs kissed her on the cheek as he passed her on the way out.

"Good job Abbs," he whispered as he left.

When Gibbs arrived back in the bullpen, little Anna was perched on Bishop's lap and laughing as Bishop made faces. He paused as he watched the interactions of his youngest agent and their young charge. Bishop looked up and pointed him out to the little girl who smiled broadly and waved. Gibbs smiled and waved back before approaching.

"Hey Anna," he said as he approached, "Is Bishop taking good care of you?"

Anna nodded happily.

"She's like Elsa's friend Rapunzel," Anna giggled and then grew sad, "Is Elsa going to be ok? I heard that guy who saved me say he was a seal, but he can't be a seal because seals live in the ocean and they don't work for the Navy."

Gibbs chuckled as he knelt by Bishops chair to talk to Anna.

"He is a soldier," Gibbs explained gently, "One of the best there is. He won't let them hurt your sister."

Anna nodded and sniffed. Gibbs took her off Bishops lap and held her to calm the little girl down. After a few minutes she had fallen asleep again. Gibbs set her down in his chair and covered her up with a blanket.

"Bishop, what did Ducky have to say?" Gibbs asked softly.

"Cause of death was multiple gunshots, no ID's on the other two bodies yet," Bishop reported, "Boss, Ducky found evidence to suggest that Mrs. Aren was pregnant."

Gibbs let out a breath to stay calm.

"How far along was she?" he asked, heartbreak in his eyes.

"One month," Bishop whispered; her own heart breaking.

Tony looked at them, his eyes stone cold.

"We're gonna get them Boss," he said softly, "We have to."

Gibbs nodded and turned back to Bishop.

"Find me any shipments of KRISS Vectors with missing weapons," He ordered softly, "Aftermarket conversion kits too."

She nodded and went to work on her laptop. McGee came back into the bullpen and nodded at Gibbs.

"Friend's clean Boss," He reported, "Managed to contact her parents. They're gonna bring her by tomorrow morning so we can speak to her."

Gibbs nodded.

"Haven't really been able to find out much about Hans and Elsa's relationship," Tony said, "But his finances are clear, except for several items that are most definitely party supplies of which todays purchases were definitely last minute buying. His parents, Mr. and Mrs. Westergard, are out of town on business for three days. They're the owners of Westergard Mining, address is being sent to your phone now."

Gibbs nodded. He had since forced himself to get a smartphone in an effort to keep up with Tony and Ziva's six year old daughter, Tali. It still drove him mad on occasion but it was worth it to see his granddaughter growing up.

"DiNozzo, let's go pay Hans a visit," Gibbs said as he got his weapon as quietly as possible

"On your party crashing six, Boss," Tony said as he followed Gibbs out.

Several minutes later found them outside a wild pool party at the Westergard residence. Several girls in bikinis walked around the yard and a good couple boys had nothing more than board shorts. Gibbs gave a wry grin as he and Tony stepped out of their agency Charger. They walked up to the party, drawing IDs as they approached. The bouncer at the door blocked their way, earning a smile from Gibbs

"NCIS, we're looking for Hans Westergard," Tony said firmly.

The bouncer nodded wordlessly and led them inside, taking them round to the pool in the front. In the middle of the pool sat a smug faced redhead with two girls on either side. Several of his friends were with him and they laughed with each other as the agents approached.

"Well, someone sure arrived overdressed," Hans called out and snickers sounded.

Gibbs smiled, taking the ribbing in stride as they walked up to Hans.

"Hans Westergard?" he asked, "NCIS Special Agent Gibbs, DiNozzo, we need to ask you a few questions."

Hans sighed.

"And if I say no?" he replied smugly.

"We charge you with obstructing a federal investigation," Tony said with a smile, "And you do…what's the going rate for obstruction Boss?"

"Three years, DiNozzo," he replied, playing along.

"And kidnapping?" Tony asked.

"Life," Gibbs answered shortly.

Hans's eyes went wide.

"I didn't kidnap anybody," he said as he got out the pool.

"Then you won't mind answering a few questions," Tony said as they started to lead him away.

Once inside, Hans led them into the living room.

"What makes you think I would want to kidnap anyone?" Hans snapped.

"Well," Tony started, "The target was your ex-girlfriend Elsa and her little sister. A Navy SEAL intervened and saved her little sister, but he and Elsa are missing."

"What happened between you and Elsa?" Gibbs asked; his notepad ready.

"She caught me sleeping with the captain of the cheer team," Hans admitted snidely, "But it's her own fault. She kept refusing to sleep with me."

"Bad break up?" Tony asked and Hans nodded.

"She made this big scene at lunch the one day," Hans sneered, "Yelling about how I was a liar and a cheater. Then she stormed out, followed by her blonde friend, Rachel."

"And how did your…partner feel about that?" Tony asked.

"Who, Carly?" Hans asked, "She didn't care."

Gibbs nodded as he scribbled down the information.

"We're gonna need a last name," Tony said.

"She's on tour," Hans snapped.

"Still gonna need her last name, Hans," Gibbs said firmly.

"Carly Walters," he grumbled.

With that the two agents left, nodding to the bouncers on the way out. As the two agents made it to the car, several patrol cars showed up to shut down the party. Tony laughed as they drove off, making Gibbs smile.

# # #

The Navy SEAL groaned as he came to, his shoulder burning with the remnants of the bullet buried inside. He sat on the floor of a cage, the girl he had tried to save sitting opposite him, her head resting on her knees. Her shoulders shook with sobs as she sat. The SEAL grimaced and picked himself up. The girl peeked out from under her fringe as the SEAL made his way over to her. He groaned softly as he slid down next to her. She watched him out of the corner of her eye as he put his good hand on her back, rubbing circles to try and soothe her.

"I'm sorry kid," he whispered, "I'm so sorry."

She sniffed and leant up against him.

"It wasn't your fault," she replied softly, her voice choked with tears, "At least you saved my little sister."

The wounded SEAL pulled her into a one armed hug.

"This wasn't supposed to happen," she whispered through the sobs, "It was supposed to just be a movie and my birthday dinner. Why today?"

Fresh sobs racked her body as the SEAL tried to comfort her. The young girl curled up against him as he looked around. After a few minutes the girl looked up at him.

"Who are you?" she asked, wiping some of her tears away, "I mean…I know you're a SEAL, but what's your name?"

The SEAL smiled at her.

"Master Chief Petty Officer Echo Carter," he said softly, "US Naval Special Warfare, SEAL Team Six."

Her eyes went wide.

"You're part of SEAL Team Six?" she whispered back in shock.

"Yep," The SEAL nodded, "But Echo will do fine. What's your name?"

"Elsa," she replied, "Why did you try to save me and my sister?"

Echo chuckled.

"On my last mission," he started, "We took down the inner circle of a human trafficking ring that specialized in moving teenage girls. Seeing the kidnapping, it reminded me of what we had stopped. I just reacted."

She nodded as she digested the information.

"Thank you," Elsa whispered, "It's nice not to be alone here."

Echo smiled and nodded as she curled up against him again.

"I got your back kid," he whispered to her, dropping a fatherly kiss to the top of her head.