Vance (to Gibbs): Almost designed to evoke sympathy, especially from you.

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No one should lose a child. And no one knew that better than Jethro Gibbs. Maybe that was why he decided to trust her; on the off chance that she was telling the truth. His gut feelings seemed to be back in working order so why not continue to trust them? As he made his way down to the parking garage he couldn't help but think of Kelly; but was trained enough to know that's what these people wanted him to do. Only he didn't care. He'd rather make this call than chance the young girl's life. And so he did.

He dangled Langer's FBI badge from the mirror and sat quietly in the dark. The chance he was taking had implications on too many levels to count and something told him that the wrong move would not only cost him his badge; but everything he'd worked for. But right now the only implication that mattered was that little girl and the gaping hole his own loss had left in his life. A feeling he wouldn't wish upon even his greatest enemy.

He fixed his eyes on Langer's picture and swallowed hard. "I let you down Brent, but I'm gonna make damn sure you didn't die for nothing." He continued to sit in silence until the drivers side door opened and her eyes met his.

"Looks like we're working together…"