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"Whatcha got for me Abbs?" Gibbs asked as he entered the lab with a Cafe POW! in hand.
"Oh god, oh god, oh god, I can't believe a kid did this to you, I mean this much didn't happen when you fought other marines." Abby commented about the bruise on Gibbs' jaw that was already filling in with colors.
"After he knocked me down he said that he trained with someone better than the marines."
"Who would be better than the marines and crazy enough to train a teenager?" Abby questioned when she heard a ding. "I got the results from the kid's fingerprints. Okay it says his name is Alex Rider, age 16, from London. Nothing else is there that I can access, all of it is marked classified, and there isn't even a picture of him. Why would a teenager have confidential files?"
"What about the bullets?" Gibbs asked.
"The bullet casing did not match either of Alex's handguns." when they picked Alex up they found two fully loaded guns and two knives strapped to him. Whoever he was, he was precarious. "but it belonged to a long-range rifle, so most like it was an assassin's work."
"If I can't connect him to the murder, I can still arrest him for resisting arrest and assaulting two federal officers."
"At least give him a chance to explain, and before he leaves I want to meet him." Abby grabbed the Cafe POW! from Gibbs and shooed him out to interrogation, "Please, give him a chance for me."
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Gibbs was entering the interrogation room that held Alex.
"You know what I found really interesting about the incident this morning." Tony said.
"Oh please do tell, I am most curious." Ziva said sarcastically.
"The way he addressed us, I mean he bowed to you, with Israelis customs and gave us a small nod and called us Americans, like he wasn't one. And those accent changes so fluidly, that was kinda spooky."
"Agree, he is... different." Ziva ended the conversation there because Gibbs was about to start, he pulled out the chair for Alex.
"Sit down, Alex Rider." Gibbs commanded, which Alex did so.
"Oh goody, give the agent a gold star for figuring my name out by taking my fingerprints while I was unconscious," he wiggled his fingers to show what was left of the ink. "I am curious what else do you know about me. And I already know it's not much."
"Well, all I do have is that you are 16 and grew up in London, do you travel a lot?"
"You could say that." Alex said with his british accent, "I traveled, so what?" back to American accent.
"That is freaky." Tony whispered.
"How about we play a game? You try to figure things out about me and I will answer them to the best of my ability without exposing too much without proper authorization and clearance." He stuck with his American accent.
"I am not in the mood since I do not like not knowing things."
"Ah, you probably don't like people, especially teens beating you at your own game too. Sorry about your jaw and dropping you like that, same goes for Ms. David who I know is watching now, she just grabbed my sore shoulder and I reacted on instinct. Hear me Ziva? I'm sorry, but you hurt me unintentionally first."
"This kid is super freaky, how is he that aware." McGee whispered.
"You know I didn't catch your name, what should I call you?"
"You can call me Gibbs, Alex."
"Well Gibbs, shouldn't your team be doing work instead of watching us chat, then again your only lead is me, which is true, I did kill Callaway, but only on orders."
"Yes they should go back to their jobs instead of trying to figure out what is up with you, guys I got it covered." As quietly as they could, they left and planned on hacking the feed so Abby and Ducky can see this kid. "Are they gone?" Gibbs asked the technician.
Before he could, Alex answered, "Yes they are, and you realize that they are gonna hack the feed to watch from wherever they are now."
"How do you know they left?"
"I heard the door open long enough for three people to exit then it shut. It's basically a sixth sense to me. Now it is just you and me for now."
"Okay I noticed you seem paranoid for some reason."
"What makes you think that?"
"Well you were armed with two fully loaded guns, and multiple knives."
"You say paranoia, I say lack of trust and one too many enemies so I can't let my guard down."
"Alright, who do you work for?" Gibbs asked.
"Multiple agencies but I can't be specific, because many of them owe me favors."
"What have you done for them?"
"That's classified."
"Okay, family situation?" As soon as he said that McGee hacked the feed so now the rest of the team was in the bullpen, amazed how Alex is so composed with Gibbs, some people fear at the sight of him.
"Parents died as a baby, plane crash, lived with my uncle until he died in a car accident 2 years back, lived with his house keeper until she died, then basically adapted to a friend of mine. The specific details are classified."
"Awwww, poor thing. I need to give him a hug later." Abby said
"Uh that might not be a wise idea since he single-handedly took out both Ziva and Gibbs for a small time." McGee warned Abby.
"And Gibbs, you realize that your team is watching us now." Alex waved to the camera, to the audience he was aware of but couldn't see.
"Wow, rusted." Ziva said almost laughing.
"Ziva, the term is busted, meaning we are caught." Tony corrected her.
"How did he do that?" Ducky asked.
"We don't know, but he did that same trick while we were down there." McGee answered.
"Well I know Gibbs is going to ask for a psychological report of the lad, hopefully I get to talk to him today." Ducky added to his to-do list for the day.
"Where did you train to fight like you did this morning?" Gibbs continued.
"Multiple places, karate as a kid, the others are very classified, can't say anymore without there being a punishment waiting for me."
"You said you trained with someone better than the Marines who were they."
"Sorry Gibbs, classified."
"I demand to know!" Gibbs yelled at Alex but Alex didn't even flinch, much less blink.
"I am sorry, at the moment I cannot tell you what you want to know until I can make a few calls, granting authorization for you and your team, whom are still watching with intrigue, since you just yelled at a minor. Then I would need lots of signatures for the OSAs, only then can more be revealed." To the teams surprise he remained calm, he wasn't nervous through the experience, which is quite rare. "And if we are done here, I believe 'Ducky', your M.E. will want to run a psychological report and physical exam with me, from his accent this morning he was a bit Scottish, yes? and hopefully has some tea made, it has been too long in my opinion since I had a nice cup of tea." Ducky's jaw dropped, this lad was good, because just before he came up to watch he made a pot of tea. "And may I at least have one of my knives back? You never know what can happen... don't worry I wouldn't dare intentionally harm any of your teammates."
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