Author's note: After much editing and debate. Here is the second installment. I hope that you enjoy it.


Six months later

Brittany Alexa Madison pulled her auburn hair into a tight bun and looked into the window before climbing into the warehouse. She had the warrant in her back pocket so she didn't have to worry about legal matters. She jumped down to the ground level and started to walk around the floor, checking for anything pertinent to her investigation.

She noticed a man on the ground across the large room and ran up to him. She was unable to find a pulse and then noticed the dog tags.

"Damn," she muttered under her breath. She pulled out her phone. "Millie, it's Brit. We've got a problem."

"What's up?" Millie asked from her desk.

"Got a dead Marine here. You've got to call NCIS in." She wiped her hand over her forehead and stood up.

"Wouldn't they get in the way? We have been working on this for a month, Brit!"

"Remember, I've been here longer than you. I know how they operate. It will be fine. Don't…" A man snuck up behind her and hit her on the head. She dropped her phone and fell to the ground.

"Brittany! What's going on?" The man picked up the phone with a gloved hand and closed it. He looked down at her before setting the phone beside her and left.

Millie was a nervous wreck when she called NCIS. She had no idea what happened to her friend. Brittany had been her best friend and mentor since she ended her training three months ago at the CIA. When Brittany said she wanted to go alone, Millie was skeptical but said nothing. Brittany was the more experienced one. She could handle herself, right? Now, she was mad at herself for not saying anything.

When the team arrived at the warehouse, the paramedics were already on the scene. Gibbs gave Tony, Ziva and McGee their orders before going to talk to Brittany. She was fussing with the paramedics, trying to tell them she was fine.

Gibbs flashed his badge. "Give us a moment, would you?" They walked off. "Special Agent Jethro Gibbs, NCIS."

"Special Agent Brittany Madison, CIA. Thanks for getting them to leave me alone. I tried to tell them I was fine."

"I need to ask you a few questions."

"Go ahead. I will try to answer them."

"What were you doing here?"

"Investigating." She pulled the warrant out of her back pocket. "When I saw the dogtags, I called my partner, Mildred Thompson, to call you. I only checked for a pulse. I did not move him or take anything from his pockets."

She looked over and watched Ducky work. "I think our cases are related."

He narrowed his eyes. "What are you suggesting?"

"We share jurisdiction," she said, ignoring his stare. "We can work out lead later but you guys can get the body and the evidence. Your team is already here anyway."

Gibbs thought about it for a moment. "I can live with that. Are sure you are all right?"

"Thank you for your concern, Agent Gibbs, but I am fine. I have had enough head injuries to know when they are serious." She hopped off the back of the ambulance. The paramedics let her go and packed up. "My place or yours?"

"NCIS will be fine, since that is where the evidence and body will be."

"All right. I'll call Millie and tell her to meet us there with all of our information we know. Does that work for you?" she smiled as she asked.

"That works fine." They each pulled on a pair of gloves and looked around the building.

"Boss, I found a syringe," McGee reported.

"Bag it. Make sure Abby processes it."

"Your team I presume?" Brittany asked, motioning to the team.

He nodded. "We will do the introductions back at NCIS." He turned toward Tony. "Sketches done yet, DiNozzo?"

"Almost boss."

"David, photos?"

"Just finished them, Gibbs," Ziva called from the other side of the warehouse.

"I will call Millie while you pack up." She walked away from Gibbs.

Gibbs walked over to where Ducky and Palmer were packing up the body. "Got a TOD and cause yet Duck?"

"Our young marine met his demise four hours ago. There were no visible causes of death. I'll have Abby run a tox screen."

"McGee found a syringe. Could that have something to do with it?"

Ducky nodded. "It could. I won't know more until I get this fellow on the table."

"Duck, why would the CIA be interested in this place? It seems like nothing has happened here in years."

He shrugged. "Maybe they know something we don't. You should ask her when she gets back." Ducky and Palmer took the body and equipment to the truck.

Brittany pulled out her phone and called Millie again. She picked up immediately.

"Oh my god! Are you ok?"

"I'm fine, Millie. Listen, gather all the info we've found from our current case and meet at NCIS. We're sharing jurisdiction with Agent Gibbs. I have a feeling the cases are related."

"Ok. Are you sure you're fine?"

"Yes Millie," Brittany said. "See you in 45 minutes?"

"I can do that. See you then!" She closed the phone and put it back in her pocket. She walked back over to find Gibbs and the rest of the team packing up.

"Do you need me to grab anything?" she asked, trying to be helpful.

"No, I think we've got it. You can ride with me, since I don't think you drove here." She nodded and started to follow Gibbs to the car.

They got to the Dodge Challenger and climbed in. Before Gibbs started the car, he turned to her and asked, "Why is the CIA so interested in an abandoned warehouse?"

"A lead on a case I have led us here. I came to check it out, but instead found your Marine. I think he is related to my case somehow, but I am not sure what."

"Care to share?"

"We found a letter at the last location with this address. We tracked it and found this place." Temporarily satisfied, he started the car and turned toward the Navy Yard.


AN 2: So there it is. Now I would really like to hear what you think. Place a comment by clicking the green button below!
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