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Dean kept monitoring the MCRT whenever he could, he watched as shadows grew under McGee's eyes and wondered why. The team hadn't said anything else about McGee's "father" or anything related to it, much to the disappointment of Dean.
As he sat in his room watching the bullpen he saw Tim say something to Tony and Gibbs slam his hands down on McGee's desk and walking away towards the elevator, McGee following slowly.
He watched them enter the elevator but nothing else happened for a while and Dean looked through the other camera's trying to locate them but came up empty.
Awhile later he watched them exit the elevator and go to the goth woman Abby's lab. Gibbs left and Abby locked McGee in the back of the lab. After a while McGee fell asleep, everything was quiet for about and hour but then he started thrashing around.
He watched as Abby tried to wake him but couldn't, he saw him scream and then Gibbs appearing and McGee wake up instantly. He couldn't make out what they were saying, but he figured nightmares were probably McGee's problem.
"Who are you?" Dean muttered at no one.
The days he had been watching the team he hadn't seen anything remarkable about McGee, just a regular tech geek. But Tony seemed careful around him and Ziva regarded him with some strange respect. Sanders had begged him to let it drop but Dean felt that there was more to McGee than met the eye and he would find out what it is.
He had thought of asking if he could follow McGee around, but he decided not too. Hewler was already mad at him for the small slip up.
So he just kept up the security footage of NCIS, he hadn't been detected yet. And he hoped to keep it that way. Around a week after he started to monitor them something changed, A man strolled into the bullpen and stopped at Gibbs desk, he asked for something and Gibbs gave a quick answer and the man turned and walked towards the stairs, but as he got to them he turned and looked over at the team again and his eyes widened at looking at McGee for some reason and he shot up the stairs as fast as he could.
"Wonder what that was about." Dean muttered at no one.
The man had entered the Director's office and there was no cameras in there so Dean didn't have eyes.
About an hour later the man and Director Vance came down the steps again and walked towards the bullpen. The man came to a stop in front of McGee's desk and said something but the comment was directed at Vance.
"Director, this man is dangerous, he should be arrested." The man said.
"McGee? Dangerous?" Vance scoffed.
"Leon, I demand that you take this man into custody and keep him locked up until I say otherwise." The man said and Vance frowned, McGee having heard the conversation had finally looked closely at the man but he just looked confused.
"Sir, trust me McGee is no threat and there is no reason to lock him up." Vance argued.
"I wasn't asking, that was a order." The man said.
"Who are you?" Gibbs snapped.
"I am your superior by a lot more than your Director so I will be spoken to with respect!" The man said and Gibbs glared at him dangerously.
"Well I'm saying your not getting respect until I know a name." Gibbs said.
"That's classified." The man said.
"Well Sir, would you then mind telling me why you want to lock my agent up?" Gibbs said.
"Because he's dangerous." The man said simply.
"He's not going anywhere." Gibbs said firmly.
'Yes he is. Director if you would please have this agent locked up until my notice."
"Of course Sir, McGee, I really am sorry but could you please come with me?" Vance asked and McGee nodded slowly.
"Of course Director." McGee said not taking his eyes off of Mr. Advisor while he walked.
When they were gone the man walked into a corner and pulled out his phone. Dean could barely get a good enough angle but he managed to see what the man was saying.
"We have a problem! You told me Number One was dead!" The man hissed into the phone.
"No, I just saw him here at NCIS. Yes I'm sure it was him. The hair and eye colour was wrong but contacts and hair dye is easy to find you idiot!" The man said.
"This is unacceptable! He's been alive for all these years and you didn't know? Maybe we made a mistake letting you head this project. No, Fix this Hewler!" The man said and closed his phone angrily.
Dean looked at the screen amazed, had he seen that correctly? The man had said Hewler. And then he was talking abut Number One and something about McGee being dangerous.
He decided to go ask Sanders some questions, he had been there the longest so he might have answers. He walked to Sander's office and knocked and a muffled "Come in" sounded.
"Sanders?"
"Yes Dean?" Sanders asked looking up.
"Could you tell me about how this place started and who was the first subject?" Dean asked and Sanders looked confused.
"That was before my time Dean." Sanders said nervously.
"Who was subject one?" Dean probed.
"Dean please, your going into dangerous waters here!" Sanders said quickly.
"Just tell me!" Dean said.
"Timothy Hewler, Subject one, AKA, Last Shadow." Sanders said.
"Hewler? As in 's son? He did this to his own flesh and blood?" Dean asked and Sanders nodded.
"Subject One was the best, sorry Dean its true, but he disappeared on his seventeenth year, assumed and probably dead." Sanders said.
"Is there a photo of him somewhere? " Dean asked curiously.
"I believe keeps photos of all his subjects in the database." Sanders said wiping his brow.
"Thank you Sanders." Dean said and left a nervous and guilty looking Sanders behind him.
Dean quickly accessed the data and found Subject One, he opened the folder quickly skipping the contents, going to the pictures, the last on listed to be take was of a young boy about 16 or 17 with jet black hair and dark sad brown eyes. He looked at the camera as if it gave him physical pain.
Dean leaned back in surprise, the photo of a boy is almost a exact younger version of McGee with black hair.
"I knew there was more to you!" Dean exclaimed and he jumped when he heard a voice behind him.
"More to who?" Hewler asked, Dean noticed he looked pale and just a little bit scared.
"Ah nothing sir, just random searches." Dean said trying to cover the screen with his body but pushed him out of the way.
"Why?" Hewler asked after a sharp intake of breath.
"Sir?" Dean asked nervously.
"Why are you looking up Subject One?" Hewler asked turning to face Dean.
"Uh Sir, I am sorry to say this but I think he might still be alive?" Dean said slowly, Hewler's face paled another few shades.
"It can't be. I never had a traitor." Hewler muttered.
"Sir if I may? Subject One is a danger to the project as a rogue, do you want me to capture him or kill him?" Dean asked.
"Capture." Hewler said, Dean was Subject 5, the first ones after Tim hadn't survived very long and Dean was the best subject he had the moment.
"And Tyr, your mission is to do some discreetly." Hewler said and left.
