SORRY I HAVEN'T UPDATED. I MISSED A FEW MORE DAYS OF SCHOOL AND HAD TONS OF MAKE UP WORK, SOFTBALL TRYOUTS, BASKETBALL TOURNEMENT, AND MY LITTLE COUSINS SLEPT OVER. SO, YEAH, I'VE BEEN BUSY. IS THAT A GOOD ENOUGH EXCUSE?
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Nate drove back to OPS at a relatively legal rate. He wasn't an agent, so he didn't go ridiculously fast, but he didn't stay under the speed limit. If he was to get pulled over, he had friends that worked for a federal agency. As for if any of them would get him out, well, that was a question. Callen probably wouldn't (Callen didn't seem to like Nate that much), Sam might, and Kensi probably would. If Deeks tried, Nate was certain he'd be worse off. So, he settled for going 15 MPH over the speed limit. He arrived at OPS and parked his car, practically jumping out, before the car even stopped. He ran in, breathless.
"What!" He yelled loudly, still struggling to catch his breath.
"We found something!" Callen called from upstairs. Nate gritted his teeth. Now, he had to climb a flight of stairs. This just really wasn't his day.
"What did you find?" He panted, having reached the desired room.
"First of all, are we obligated to tell Kensi?" Sam asked seriously.
"Probably not." Nate said slowly, trying to read the agents.
"We found Jack." Sam started.
"And it doesn't look good." Callen finished.
DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW, PLEASE! IT'LL MAKE ME WRITE, I PROMISE! J