Disclaimer: All characters, names, settings etc belong to their respective copyright holders, only much of the convoluted plot, Night Wolf and a few other things are of my own creation (but inspired from many things under copyright, which aren't mine).

Chapter – 06

Harry followed Tony and Kate Todd out the hatch into the brisk mid-afternoon air and sea spray that greeted them as they left the confines of the interior of the navy super carrier.

"So Harry come on tell us now just how did you beat us here?" Tony asked as the leant against the wall shielding himself from the sea spray and wind, just not the noise of the aircraft which were going through manoeuvres a short distance away from them.

The transport was supposedly to be ready soon…that was all that Harry had been able to gather from eavesdropping on the captain and Gibbs, Agent Gibbs was…somewhere, probably getting a mug of his ever present cup of coffee.

Harry smiled at the two agents.

"How do you think I got here Agent Todd?" Harry asked in a break of silence that seemed to descend for a moment between landings and take off of flight operations.

She looked at him and then to Tony for a moment, he shrugged.

"You could have got a helicopter in, like that UNIT helicopter."

"It's called a Chinook Kate." Tony said.

"I know that Tony, I have ridden in one before."

"I was just trying to help."

Harry wondered whether he needed to separate him and had a weird flashback to Hogwarts fighting with Hermione and Ron about…well anything really.

"…you still listening?"

"Oh course Kate…you were postulating?" Harry asked quickly as another Super Hornet was readied for take off.

He smiled manically as there was the noise of the catapult in action before they were rewarded with some more minutes of relative silence (aside from the general hub bub of the navy carrier at work).

"Why not a helicopter like you UNIT one that carried away our evidence."

"It was UNIT property first…and relatively dangerous at that. But no, I didn't get a Helo here, they wouldn't give me a helo to use just to get to this ship…plus you get into all interesting jurisdictions if UNIT just decided to land personnel on your Navy ships."

"But you did." She countered.

"No…UNIT assisted the United States Navy with potentially dangerous and damaging items which they were storing on board one of the largest super carriers in the Navy." He replied.

"You still haven't answered how you got on board." Kate said after a moment.

"Let me guess you've got your own supersonic plane?" Tony said with a grin.

Harry nodded with Tony for a few seconds. "Right…so I've got my own supersonic plane…which I then land on a Navy ship…and they just decide to let me aboard rather than using me for target practise because…?"

"Because…"

"That would be illegal." Kate assisted Tony.

"Possibly, but no."

"No." They both said.

"No, I don't have a supersonic jet, but I'll put that down on my list of things I should investigate…maybe buy an old Concorde and retrofit it…they were a nice bird…expensive to fly and maintain but a brilliant piece of engineering…don't you think?" Harry asked them.

"Leaving aside how much it would cost to buy a defunct, outdated aircraft how did you arrive here Lieutenant Potter?" Todd asked him.

Harry shrugged and walked across from them over to where he could look over the edge of the ship to the water.

"How far would you say it was from the deck to the water?"

"30 feet from the main hanger deck, 65 feet from the catwalks and 70 the flight deck."

"I'm actually impressed Tony." Both Kate's eyebrow raised in surprise.

"I dated an engineering graduate…"

"So that would be like a…" Harry mirthlessly chuckled to himself.

"What?" Tony asked.

"Just about to make an inappropriate joke about a Thunderjet landing on a Nimitz carrier…" Kate stared at him, Tony just blinked.

"Moving on. Why did we need to know more details of Tony's sordid sex life?" She said focusing on Harry, who'd moved over to the edge of the deck.

"You wanted to know how I got here so fast…now if I show you, please don't do anything as tiresome as calling 'Man overboard'."

"Why not?" Tony asked.

"It's a little camp." Harry said before jumping over the edge.

Harry allowed himself to fall most of the distance between the deck and the water before disappearing, transforming in the air and gliding up to a radio mast and watched the two agents rush forward and waited for his moment.

Tony and Kate rushed forward.

"He jumped…he actually…jumped."

"You think we should call man overboard?" Tony asked Kate looking at her and then to the water below.

"There isn't anything down there, we should at least been able to see something…it's…"

"Hey." Harry laughed at the height that they both jumped to.

"How…how, how…" Kate asked three times looking at him from head to toe.

"Neat trick…"

"I assure you it wasn't all done with mirrors."

"So you really did…"

"Jump?" Harry shrugged indifferently.

"You two ready?" Harry turned to see Gibbs standing there waiting for them.

"I noticed the roster, no room on the transport with your extra prisoners Agent Gibbs…no worry, I was just explaining to Agents Todd and DiNozzo here how I got here…I'll see you back at NCIS HQ then? Tony, Kate…Agent Gibbs…Adieu." Harry said with a wave before turning. "And don't call out anything…you'll just look silly." Harry called over his shoulder before jumping off the deck of the USS Kitty Hawk for the second time in 10 minutes.

All three rushed to the deck's edge this time, but saw nothing but the water and white wash.

--//

Harry reappeared just outside of the NCIS building jumping down from a convenient tree.

Harry walked calmly into the building, he didn't want to just mist in considering the all round paranoia level it probably wasn't the best idea.

He promptly bumped into someone by the lift.

"I'm sorry." Harry said bending down to pick up the solid looking brief case.

"No…my fault I'm sorry." She said grabbing for the case before Harry was able to touch it.

Harry reached over and pushed the up arrow.

"You going up or down?"

There was minute silence that unless anyone were listening probably wouldn't have heard it.

"Up yeah…so…do you work here?"

"No…I'm assisting here…you?"

"Just dropping some files off." Harry nodded as the doors opened and they got in.

They rode to her floor in mainly silence.

"Would you like to go for a coffee, so I can apologise for running into you?" Harry asked casually.

The short woman looked over to him…not so much surprised but intrigued then she smiled.

"I'd love that."

"Great." Harry said. "Have you got long in here?"

"No…I'll meet you down stairs in 10 minutes?" She again smiled.

"Sure…I didn't catch your name?"

"Maya…I'll see you downstairs Mr Potter." She said before turning around a corner.

Harry nodded to himself and turned looking at the lift before pushing open the emergency stairs, walking slowly down them as he made sure his weapons were loaded and within easy reach…obviously it was going to be one of those sorts of days…

Harry sat across from Maya Ibuki and pretended to sip his coffee...Ibuki wasn't her real name, not the least because it reminded him vaguely of a movie he'd seen with Hermione, but mainly because she was a spy.

Counter-surveillance was something he'd looked into during his year and half training, there were some Night Wolf operatives who worked outside of UNIT with MI6 instead, while the shared information with UNIT they weren't directly answerable to UNIT (and thus not exactly bound by the UN's governing rules)…It wasn't for now something that Harry had any interest in.

That said he still knew how to read a person's body language, intentions…listen to them...all that sort of stuff.

There was also the fact the this Maya Ibuki was trying to pump him for information…and totally not in the way he liked to be…

"So Mr Potter what brought you to Washington?"

"Orders, isn't that what brought you here?"

"What do you mean?" She asked oddly fingering her coffee cup.

"Ummm…well unless you were visiting a friend you were going to NCIS for…?"

"Yes…of course I was…"

Harry resisted the urge to sigh and instead pretended to drink more of his coffee, he wasn't drinking it mainly because it was bought by Ibuki…and he didn't currently trust her not to shoot him in the back, let alone not to poison him.

Not that she was doing a good job of 'slyly' trying to get information out of him, it was more like being questioned about his extra-curricular activities by Hermione back in the days of Hogwarts, except the woman before him was as jumpy as she was field inept.

An hour later Harry was a little bored.

"So…who do you work for?"

"…" She smiled at him.

"We could go through this song and dance for another hour but really if you're going to shoot me…"

"What?"

"There's a bulge in the outline of your jacket. If you're going to shoot me I'd like you to try so at least we can get to the interesting bit instead of being asked random questions about why I'm here and what I'm doing."

"Very well." Ibuki…or whatever her name was. Pulled a gun out and pointed…Harry looked at the gun and then to his torso.

"Ummm…right…" He said as the small café evacuated of people. The gun was being pointed at his shoulder.

"Your personality profile suggested that you'd respond well to a bumbling attempt at interviewing. Obviously they were mistaken."

"My profile?...I've been here…hang on what profile?"

"2 and a half years ago…You assisted an employee of the American government…" She sneered at him.

Harry nodded as he thought…and realised who she was talking about the American magic authorities…interesting.

"A plant?"

"Something like that…Now Mr Potter, you will reveal all information on NCIS's investigation…or I'll shoot out your shoulder."

"My shoulder?" Harry asked.

"So many bones…so man bullets, can't have you fighting back." She smiled and pulled the trigger.

The bullet ripped free of the chamber and ploughed into the wall behind Harry…who reappeared almost within a blink of the eye sitting on the counter watching her, he was pointing his Glock at her.

Then she proceed to shoot at him.

Harry pushed himself off the counter and began firing at her. Ibuki took cover behind a fashionably fake aged pirate's chest.

As silence reigned for a moment she jumped up from her hiding and ran forward firing.

Harry misted briefly allowing the bullets to pass through him and re-appeared beside her.

"You know in my training interrogating wasn't one of the covered topics, so I think I'll improvise." Harry said as he heard the approach of police sirens and grabbed the case and Ibuki's shoulder and disappeared.

They reappeared 4500 meters above the Washington Naval Yard.

Technically Harry didn't know anything about interrogation, interviewing yes…but after an hour and a bit of mind numbing (and supposedly tailored to him) interviewing he was a little annoyed…plus there was the shooting at him thing, not exactly endearing.

The first thing Ibuki (or whatever he name was) did was scream.

Harry moved himself closer to her so he could shout in her ear against the wind.

"We're just about at terminal velocity and you will hit the earth at about 195 kilometres an hour…and I don't conveniently have a parachute for you, so it's pizza time unless you answer my questions. Who you work for?"

"CIA!" She practically screamed.

"How did you get information on me?"

Harry nodded as she recounted…a little quickly for Harry's tastes…but then they were falling through the air…and her without any means of surviving a fall from this…quickly diminishing height. The information had come from 'Investigating' and employee from a 'paranormal speciality organization'.

"And now, Ms Ibuki, what was your mission and what did you steal from NCIS?"

Harry listened again as she spoke, it wasn't anything he hadn't expected, but it was still interesting to hear from the pink pillow's mouth…so to speak Harry thought with an amused smirk…

"So now...?" She scream at him as she chanced a look down to the ground below.

Harry smiled and with a wave of departure disappeared.

Ibuki screamed.

15.57 seconds later Harry reappeared beside her, and grabbed the case…and then disappeared once more.

40.1 seconds before impact Harry reappeared and grabbed Ibuki and they both disappeared…and reappeared outside the director Morrow's officer where Ikbuki fell to the ground clawing at it.

"Lieutenant Potter?"

"Director…lost some files recently?" He offered up a briefcase.

"Who is this Mr Potter?"

"Not sure really…she said she's CIA…but then she also tried to shoot me several times in the Caffy Hut down the road."

"That's one of Gibb's favourite coffee houses."

"It'll probably be shut for a few days."

"How do you know she's CIA?"

"She told me." Harry said simply.

The director stared at the young man before him and the woman on the floor, both had messy hair and the woman's eyes were dry and bloodshot.

"How?"

"I didn't shag her." Harry said after a moment.

"That wasn't what I was going to ask. But thank you nonetheless."

"Don't mention it…we took a break out in the fresh air and discussed things…did I mention she tried to shoot me?" Harry asked.

--//

If this chapter seems a little odd…I'll blame it on watching a season 3 and a bit of Alias prior to writing this chapter…so the action is slightly influenced by that.

If no one gets Harry's joke about Nimitz and Thunderjets…it doesn't matter.

Next chapter will hopefully be more normal and back to the investigating.