Ok, so let me go over a few things.

Yes, I did take a few things from NCIS, BUT I changed twice as many for the sake of not copying it. One of those things includes changing a few things in Mossad. Like they have suicide bombers now, and Israel is not the United State's ally because of 9/11, which if you read the bold dates I put in, just happened and America is weary of everyone.

It's called fiction for a reason people!

On with the story.

Annabeth

"Tell me, Jimmy, if that's your real name!" I rolled my eyes at Percy's strange technique from behind the one way mirror. "Where were you yesterday night at 9 pm?"

Jimmy seemed just as annoyed as I was. "I was just wrapping up a dinner party with my clients so I could bring my younger brother to his bowling tournament."

"And if we called them they could confirm that?"

"Of course."

Percy nodded but didn't look convinced, "What about the fingerprints we found on the doorknob of the house your brother was found in?"

"I visit my aging mother at her house, so sue me for being a good son."

"I'm going to bring in a special agent to ask you a few more, personal, questions." I took that as my cue, and waited next the door for Percy to emerge. "All yours, Annabeth."

I walked into the open door before it closed and sat down across from him. I didn't say anything, show him anything, or do anything for a good five minutes. It was after that he snapped. "Would you just ask me questions already!"

I shrugged and pulled out a picture of his brother from the autopsy. He got a sick look on his face and buried his face in his hands. "Oh god."

"That is your brother Jimmy."

"Oh god. Oh god." He kept repeating, a finger cracked open so he could see the photo.

"During our investigation, we found two kinds of blood on the scene." I told him, reading Rachel and James' findings in my folder.

"The killers." He snarled. "Who is it? I'll kill 'em!"

"Relax." I snapped. "The second blood type is very similar to Johnathan's." I looked up at him. "A close blood relative."

"No. I did not kill my brother!"

"We cannot be certain until you give us a blood sample to test against it."

"No way! I wouldn't murder my brother." Jimmy repeated.

Ignoring his outburst, I continued talking. "We also examined dead skin under his fingernails, where he most likely grabbed at his attacker before he went down." Without moving my head, I glanced up at Jimmy. It was subtle, but I saw the way his left hand fingers twitched. "Would you mind pulling up your left sleeve?"

He stared me down for several moments before doing as I asked. There were three distinct marks on his arm, and they looked fresh. "Where did you get those?"

"I have a dog." He said sharply.

"I have been around animals all my life, and I can assure you, dogs make a much deeper impression. Those were made by human fingernails."

Jimmy looked at the wall for a moment. "Alright fine, I got in a fight with my wife. Money, you know, that stuff."

"Do you and your wife ever fight about things like, oh, religion?"

"No, we're both proud Catholics."

I pushed my papers around as I spoke. "So what about your brother? He just converted to Judaism."

"My brother was a fool." Jimmy said, I could hear some distaste in his voice.

"If he was a fool, what about me?"

He eyed me. "What about you?"

I closed my folder. "I am from Israel."

An outright look of disgust enveloped his face. "Get away from me, you filthy Jew!" I didn't flinch when he tried to lunge at me. He was handcuffed to the chair, which was bolted to the floor.

Suddenly the door opened and Percy walked in with his hand on his gun. "You better sit down." He growled. Garth did so, reluctantly.

"I was questioning your mother, and when she found out she refused to talk to me. Does this hatred of Jewish and Hebrew people run in the family?" I continued, Percy had closed the door and stood behind me; his hand still on his gun.

"I don't have to tell you anything you good for nothing-"

"Answer the question!" Percy snapped from behind me.

Jimmy glared at him. "Ma always had a sore spot for the Jewish people. She didn't approve of the religion."

"Catholic and Judaism are not much different."

"They're different enough!" He spat.

"How deep does this hatred go?"

"My grandma is from Germany, and lets just say she wasn't all for helping." Jimmy looked away from me.

I nodded, stood, and walked out. I heard Percy right behind me after a brief pause. "He had no right to talk to you like that." He grumbled. "He's lucky I didn't deck him." I rolled my eyes but said nothing, letting him dream about punching his lights out. Just like I had. We walked back to our lobby.

"What did you get out of the brother?" Chiron asked us. Nico had joined us on the way out.

"Well we found out he hates Hebrews just like mommy." Percy said. "Told us mom always had a sore spot for Jews even though Catholic isn't very far from it. He lunged at Annabeth when he found out she was one too."

Chiron nodded. "The religion Christianity, and then the Catholic branch, was founded on the Jewish religion. Everything went bad when they started accusing each other of straying away from base."

"They started to execute each other, and that hatred has grown." I added. "Father never liked Christians either, they made up a good portion of my assassinations." I ignored their looks and continued. "He also had marks on his arm that corresponded with the dead skin under Johnathan's nails."

"Did he agree to a DNA test?" Chiron asked. I shook my head. "Bring him down to James, he's getting one anyway." Nico nodded and left. "Good work you two."

"Chiron," I called as he walked away. He turned around and looked at me with a waiting expression. "I brought Penny down to Rachel to get tested, but I expect the mother was in on it as well."

"Well, we'll bring her in for questioning. Someone else, seeing as we already ruled you out." He chuckled at his own joke. I just rolled my eyes. "What do we have linking the brother to the crime scene?"

I pulled out a piece of paper. "We found a second blood type, and bloody gloves. Rachel is still testing it for a match."

Percy waved his hand around. "That's why his prints weren't on the hammer, and Matthews' were instead."

"Yes." I said, walking around to my computer and pulled up Mrs. Garth's information. "It also says that Mr. Garth, before passing, owned a personal hand gun. Registered so it was legal." I answered their unasked question. They nodded.

"So of course the wife got it in the settlement." Percy voiced. "Or one of the two boys, most likely the oldest."

Chiron nodded. "Percy, go back to the house, find the weapon and the woman." I grabbed my backpack and started to follow him when Chiron stopped me. "You're staying here Annabeth."

"What do you wish me to do?" I asked, placing the bag down.

He gave me a piece of paper. It was a floor plan of level 10 with a trail marked out in red. "Follow the directions to get your I.D. badge. While you still have free time would be best."

"It is that easy?"

"Well, it might be a little harder for you, but you understand that." I nodded and walked to the elevator.

I stared at the laminated card in my hand, feeling somewhat proud of it after sitting through the two and a half hour process. "Admiring yourself while I do all the work? Some partner you are."

I looked up and watched as Percy sat at his desk. "Who was to say I am your partner?"

"Me, because it ain't Nico, and you replaced my old partner so...you got stuck with me." He looked up and flashed a grin, I resisted the urge to groan.

"Yes, congratulations agent Chase." Chiron said as he sat down. "Rachel should be getting us her results on the brother's blood test, as well as the mom's and Penny's, soon."

Just as he said this, my computer dinged. I opened the new message. "Rachel says the second blood sample from the crime scene matches the brother's, but..." I frowned in confusion at the computer screen, reading it over a few times to make sure I was reading it correctly.

"But what?" Percy pushed.

"But it also matched Penny's. The gun had the mom's fingerprints all over it." I added.

"Well yeah, it's her gun."

"The caliber and ballistics matched the slug pulled from the body." I paused. "This means?"

"It means that the gun owned by Mrs. Garth is the one that shot Johnathan." Nico supplied as he walked in and sat down at his desk.

"Yes. Annabeth, what about Penny?"

"Rachel said the two's blood were exact matches of each other."

Percy's eyebrows shot up. "How does that happen?"

"Twins." Chiron and I said at the same time. I continued. "I would not be surprised if it was her however."

"Why is that Annabeth?"

"When I was interviewing her, she made some hints."

"Hints?"

"When I told her Garth was murdered, she looked down and to the right, like she was remembering something. Also when I asked her where she was that night, she answered down and to the left."

"What does down to the left mean?" Chiron questioned.

"It means, she is lying."

"Who can you check for verification?"

"A friend named Minnie. I have her number and can check."

"Good, oh and Annabeth, what else did you specify in Mossad?" Chiron asked me suddenly.

I thought for a second. "What exactly you are looking for would be a better question."

"Hacking."

I cracked a closed, half smile. "That, was my second major, as you would call it."

"Good. Hack into Jimmy Garth's work cameras and mark the time he was there from the time he left."

My eyebrows scrunched up and I frowned, but before I could say anything, Percy spoke up. "Couldn't we just go ask to see them? We have that security authorization."

"Yes, but this is more fun."

Nico and Percy burst out laughing, even I couldn't help but let a small laugh out. "I prefer the fun way." My fingers went to work.

"Jimmy arrived at his work station at 0600, and did not leave until 2100." I reported half an hour later.

"6 am to 9 pm," Chiron translated. "Johnathan's murder was before he even got to the house. How long does it take to get to the house in the first place?"

"Well if he was obeying the speed limit, about ten minutes." Percy answered.

I piped up again. "He did not return afterwards."

"That doesn't make sense."

"Yes it does. It means he wasn't there." Chiron shook his head. "Where was the mom?"

"Well, we don't know yet." Percy slung his backpack over his shoulder. "Annabeth made her clam up."

"Well then, get moving Jackson."

"On my way Chiron." Percy called as the elevator doors slid shut.

"Good work Annabeth." The old man praised me, even going so far as to rub my shoulder from his position behind me. "You are proving to be a valuable player in our team."

Now I couldn't keep the smile off my face, thinking that I was starting to like this job.

At 2100 hours, I stood from my desk. "Chiron," The man turned to me. "I must set up living quarters and-"

"Yes Annabeth, you may go. Do you need a ride?"

I blinked. "A ride?"

"To a hotel, unless you want to walk."

"Yes, thank you."

Chiron nodded. "Jackson, bring Annabeth to a Bed and Breakfast."

"Yes sir." Percy stood and wrapped his coat around his shoulders. "Come on Annabeth." I grabbed my coat and followed him somewhat reluctantly. "So, did daddy cut you off or-?"

"Cut me off?"

"You know, stop funding you."

I pulled a red credit card from my pocket. "I was on a mission when your director picked me up. All missions come with a fully stocked credit card."

He gulped. "Did you uh, finish the mission?"

"Oh of course. Card would have been cancelled had I not."

"Doesn't your dad check his credit score?" Percy laughed nervously.

"Not if it is assigned to me."

"Why?"

I played with my leather I.D. case. "My father may not be a 'nice man' by your standards Percy, but he does trust me. He understands I buy what I need, and only that."

"What no luxuries?" He laughed. "You have an unlimited balance on a credit card, and you don't treat yourself every once and a while?" I fixed my gaze straight ahead."Oh come on! Seriously? Do you ever have fun? And don't say anything about hacking."

I shrugged. "There is no time for 'fun' in my world."

Percy pulled into a parking lot of a hotel and turned off the car. "Well come on, little miss stick in the mud. Let's check you in."

"I am able to check myself in, Percy. I have been to more hotels than you can imagine."

"Ever in America?"

"No, but why does that matter?"

He stepped side and waved a hand in. "Ladies first."

I walked into my new hotel suite, Percy trailing behind me. "Is there a reason you followed me up here, Agent Jackson?"

"Well no, but I can't say good night to my partner, Agent Chase?" He returned.

"Good night." I turned and closed the door in his face.

The next day I walked into the building, leaving my new rental car in the employee parking lot. When I walked into level four lobby, Percy decided to comment on my new wardrobe.

"Well well well, look who finally got a fashion sense!"

I rolled my eyes at him and looked down at my outfit. A pair of black skinny jeans, grey blouse, and red blazer with black ballet flats. "Oh, and you are to talk." I joked right back, gesturing to his pale peach, button up checkered shirt and dark slacks.

"Hey, this is legit!" I gave him a blank stare. "Oh my-you can't tell me you don't know what legit means!"

"Oh I know what it means, just not in the sense you are using."

Percy put his head in his hands. "This is going to be a long partnership."

I merely shrugged and walked behind my desk. "What is the status on the news reporter murder?"

"I'll let Rachel answer that one," Chiron said, "Come on, down to the lab!"

I placed my coat on the back of my chair and followed behind the old man down to the third level of the building. When we entered the lab, Rachel ran up to us. "Hey guys!"

"Rachel, show us what you got on Garth's murder."

"Ah yes, this I've been waiting for! Follow me!" A second later Rachel disappeared behind several doors. I waited for Percy and Chiron pass before following. When I turned the forth corner, I found Rachel huddled over a bunch of computers; Nico next to her. "The second blood type I was telling you about, is from a blood relative, but it's not the brother's. Its feminine."

"That's the only difference? Than how is it not his?"

"Because Percy, he isn't a girl."

Percy glared at Nico, "Thanks Nico."

"If it is not him," I broke above their bickering. "Then who is it? Mrs. Garth only has two sons."

"No, she only kept two sons." Rachel pulled a folder out of a large pile and handed it to Chiron. "Mrs. Garth had three children, but could only keep two, and guess what; the third was a girl."

"Why did she give her up?"

"She was actually her first child," Rachel handed over two other folders. "She was only 17, she had to give one of two identical twins up. She picked her."

"Why keep one if not the other?" I asked. Rachel shrugged.

"How old was Johnathan?" Nico asked.

"He was 31, which means the mom got pregnant again only 3 years later."

"Pregnant at 20?"

"Better than 17." Chiron pointed out. "So it is Penny?"

"The very same." Rachel smiled.