Here's chapter Two; I'm updating this at school, cuz I'm bored. and there is only a few minutes left in class. :D
EDIT: Well... the bell rang before I could update this. So NOW I'm updating it! :D
Now things are getting interesting, Casey's gonna get interrogated by Gibbs. How will this interrogation end?
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Chapter Two: Interrogation #1: NSA Major John Casey
Casey leaned forward on his chair, his arms propped up against the table, his hands folded under his nose. He sighed in both annoyance and in frustration. Why were they going to bother to interrogate him? What reason would there be that he would kill his own partner and girlfriend if they thought he did?
Moments later, Tony and Gibbs walked into the room and Gibbs sat down across from him, his face emotionless and stern.
"Where were you the day Agent Clark was killed?" he began.
"That morning I woke up, Lara was sleeping peacefully by my side. Eventually we both got out of bed, had breakfast when General Beckman called us into our secret CIA-funded base for a meeting. We went to go get Chuck Bartowski, who lived right next door, and we headed over and met Agent Walker there. We were congratulated for capturing a Fulcrum agent, Jason Wilson, and Lara was thanked that she saved Chuck's life," Casey explained.
"Wait, wait, wait," Tony interrupted as he was leaning on a wall, "She saved that nerd's life? For what reason?"
The Major leaned forward and asked quietly, "Agent Gibbs, have you ever heard of a database called the Intersect?"
Gibbs nodded, as he recalled the name of the database that held many world secrets. One of his old friends and former love interest Jenny Shepard had told him about the Intersect before she was killed in a gun fight. "Yes, I also heard that it was destroyed," he informed.
Casey grinned, almost evilly, "Chuck Bartowski is the Intersect. He was sent the entire Intersect by Bryce Larkin before he destroyed it. He figured that Chuck would have the brain capacity to remember it all."
"Hmm..." Gibbs said thoughtfully, "That's interesting. And so I suppose he was the asset that you and Agent Walker was sent to protect?"
He nodded and Gibbs decided to continue, "Have you ever slept with Agent Clark?"
Casey's eyes widened as to how personal the question was, but then remembering that it could somehow prove important. "Yes," he answered truthfully, "Several times in the past. But not recently during the last month. We decided that it was unprofessional during the period in which we were protecting the asset."
"Is there a possibility that this was a lover's revenge? Is there a former lover that may be out to get her for supposedly cheating on them?" Tony asked.
The major shrugged. "There is the possibility, but not likely. Agents in the CIA and the NSA are required to take part of an operative training class, in the academy; we'd call it 'seduction school'. Anyway, we took it as part of their training in order to learn the art of seduction. It has proved useful at times when trying to get information out of dangerous people," he explained, "If she has seduced any evil men in the past, they have either been captured, or they are dead."
Tony laughed, "Wow! They actually have a class for seducing people?! Hey, I wanna go!"
"Shut it, DiNozzo!" Gibbs snapped before turning back to Casey, "How about you, Major? Were you at all offended with the fact that she had to sleep with other men as part of her duty?"
"Nope," Casey answered easily, "Two reasons. One; it didn't happen very often, and two; she already told me she loved me. After a while, I learned to trust her, as she learned to trust me. Trust is not something easily developed when you're a spy."
"How come she earned to trust me so easily?" Tony queried.
Casey glared. "She knew you wouldn't stab her in the back. Last time she talked about you, she said that you were a loyal and dedicated friend," he said.
DiNozzo couldn't help but smile. That's Lara alright, he thought.
"Major, your file says you're a trained assassin, so I do believe you are fully capable of arranging something like this," Gibbs began.
"Are you accusing me of murder?" Casey demanded, his anger nearly about to snap, "Are you accusing me of killing my girlfriend?!"
"Well... do you not admit that you are capable of doing something like this?" he retorted, still maintaining his cool.
Casey's fist slammed onto the table. "I didn't kill her!" he shouted angrily, "My team and I risked our lives to save hers when she had been fatally poisoned. Why would I go through all that trouble to save her if I was just going to kill her later?"
Tony raised both hands in front of him. "Whoa, wait. We don't think you killed her, even though Gibbs makes it sound like he is," he informed, "I can see that you loved her very much. Personally, I don't see what's not to love about her. I'm not saying-"
"We just needed to ask you some questions," Gibbs interjected, looking at the NSA agent, "Anyway, if I made it sound like I was accusing you of killing her, that's my job. I needed to know whether someone of your rank could access this sort of military weaponry."
John sighed, a bit calmer now, and leaned back on his chair. "Hell yeah I could access that. I'm just several spots away from the big shot," he retorted.
"Did Lara have any enemies?" the NCIS special agent implored.
Casey snorted in amusement, as if the answer was obvious. "Of course she had enemies. She's a damn good CIA agent," he retorted, "Most of them from Fulcrum, the rogue agency I was talking about."
Tony looked thoughtful. "Are you saying that Fulcrum may be behind this?"
The NSA agent crossed his arms. "Hell yes. Especially these two agents; James and Jason Wilson, who were the last Fulcrum agents that crossed us. We currently have Jason Wilson in federal custody, but his older brother managed to escape. We are still trying to capture him, and I suspect that James was the one who shot –or at least arranged, the missile that destroyed Lara's plane."
"Have you ever encountered James Wilson before?" Gibbs inquired, leaning back in his chair casually.
"Yes, I encountered him when my team and I were searching for the antidote for this dart called dart AY-63," he explained, "Lara had been shot with two of them. Nearly died too."
Tony cringed at the thought of Lara lying in a hospital bed, dying. But then he remembered the reality of it; Lara was dead. "I know it may be kinda awkward that your own temporary teammates are interrogating you," he began, sincerity filling his voice, "but we want to bring Lara's killer to justice just as much as you do. We'll make sure that her killer pays for what he's done."
"Come on, Major, focus here," Gibbs said, "I know I've asked you this before, but what was your relationship to Agent Clark?"
Casey sighed, "I already told you before, we were just partners that were...well... kinda crushing on each other."
Tony sighed dramatically, leaning more against the wall. "You did, however, admit that your feelings were beyond professional, not to mention that you've slept with each other and admitted your feelings."
"Fine, fine," he admitted reluctantly, "If it helps bring her killer to justice, I loved Lara Clark very much, as she loved me. But we knew we had to keep our relationship strictly professional. Cause in the end, we're still spies."
"Do you know the possible motive behind her murder?" Gibbs implored.
"Revenge," the major answered automatically, "As I said before, we have Jason Wilson in federal custody. Both he and his brother share a hate for her, and well... their hatred ran pretty deep, and they tend to hold a pretty hard grudge by the looks of things. They've made several attempts on her life before."
"Curious, but has she ever talked about how much we love to share secrets with each other and keep them from everyone else?" Tony asked suddenly.
"Yeah, she's talked about it," he answered.
"Then why didn't she come to me and NCIS for help," he demanded, "She knows very well that I'd be able to help her in some way."
"She wasn't interested in getting you killed," Casey answered crudely, "You're not a spy, DiNozzo. Knowing certain things may easily get you killed, and she didn't want to see you get hurt."
The spiky brown-haired man was taken aback. Was spy life really that complicated? If he were in Lara's position, he'd do the same thing and not tell her, he had decided. Poor Lara, he thought, I wish I could have helped her in some way, at least.
Gibbs sighed, standing up. "We're done now. You can go," he announced, "Thank you for your time, Major."
Casey nodded wordlessly as he stood up, following Gibbs and Tony out of the room.
Right on time, Gibbs' phone rang. "Gibbs," he answered, his eyes looking a little more grave as he listened to McGee on the other end of the phone, "We'll be there in a minute."
"Something wrong, Boss?" Tony inquired.
"Agent Parks passed out. Ducky's with her right now, trying to see what's wrong with her," he explained.
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