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As the elevators opened, David walked out into the busy hallways of CIA headquarters with his two bickering nephews cursing at one another. "Hey, you two, knock it off before I ask one of these guards to pummel both of you." He rolled his shoulders before seeing Taylor walk his way with Elliot a stride behind him. "Taylor, I'm glad you could at least meet me at the elevator. The front door was too far for you?"

"Thank you for the dripping sarcasm as always, David." Taylor smiled before clapping his shoulder. "Who did you bring?"

"I was instructed to bring them here by a source of mine." David said smacking at one of the boy's hands as he went to give the other a wet willy. "I swear to God. I will ship you two to Africa." The two boys snickered, but obeyed. "Sorry about them. They're troublemakers: just like their mother."

Taylor's eyebrows furrowed together. "I thought you adopted these two."

"I did. I know their mother though." David said rolling his eyes before looking up to meet Elliot's gaze. "Stabler."

Elliot nodded in response. "David, always good to see you."

David grinned while nodding his head. "I wish I could say the same thing." He turned towards Taylor. "I need to talk to you," his eyes met Elliot's again, "alone."

"We can talk in my office." Taylor nodded.

"Great. Can we put the boys in the conference room off of your office? I don't want them too far away." David asked as he and the boys followed Taylor towards his office.

Elliot exhaled sharply as they turned around the corner. He pulled out his phone and scrolled through his pictures until he reached the security photo of Olivia running from him at the theater. Glancing back towards the direction Taylor and David left, his feet started taking him there as well.

"So, why does this source of yours want those two boys here?" Taylor asked pushing his jacket back and sitting down, leaning heavily on his elbows as they pressed onto the white paneling of his desk.

David nursed the fresh shot of brandy that had been poured for him. "Those two boys are in danger."

Taylor's widened slightly. "In danger? Of what? They're not even of driving age yet."

"They're not, but they could show us a thing or two behind the wheel." David muttered before setting his glass down. "This is a really complicated matter. Taylor, I can't even begin to tell you what is going on-"

Elliot nearly ripped off the hinges as he stormed into the room. "Those two boys are my kids, aren't they, David?"

"But, that about sums it up." David nodded before filling up his glass.

"What time did Mom say?" Chip asked as he looked down to the street below from the ceiling to floor windows.

Eric looked at his watch, tapping it three times to keep up with the seconds going by. "Right now."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Chip's phone started ringing. "It's Mom." He said before taking the phone call and putting it on speaker. "Hey Ma, we're in the conference room."

"Okay," Olivia said looking up at the building behind the blacked out windows of her car. "I'm on the south side of the building by the book store. Can you see me?"

Eric looked down to the street below and nodded before Chip lifted the speaker to his mouth. "We've got you. We're coming down."

Olivia leaned back in her seat. "Text me if you can't get to the car." She pressed the end button before running a hand through her hair, listening the incessant bubble gum snapping coming from Fin in the passenger seat.

"They're going to be fine." Fin breathed adjusting the helmet on his lap.

"Elliot knows too much. I could be compromised right now, and I wouldn't see those boys until I get my hands on Lewis." Olivia breathed bringing her sunglasses down over her eyes. "So, I'll breathe easier when they get in the damn car."

"They are Elliot's kids! That means that those two are my grandsons?" Gibbs asked standing up from his desk.

"I figured that much was clear when he figured out they were his kids." David shrugged before standing up. "So, now that the cat is out of the bag. I guess I should tell you one other thing."

Gibbs pinched the bridge of his nose. "What is that?"

David straightened out his jacket, tugging at the sleeves. "Olivia is here to pick them up. My guess: she's already waiting outside, and they're not in the conference room."

Elliot sprinted to the conference room door before opening it. The two teenage boys were no where to be found, and there was no evidence that they had been there at all. "They're gone."

"You tell me where my daughter is right now, David!" Gibbs boomed, his face turning from red to a dangerous shade of blue. "Where is Olivia?"

"Now, that I do not know." David said before looking around the office, his eyes moving over every object in a matter of seconds. "She won't come in here. She wouldn't dare with you two in the building, and she wouldn't let the boys be out in the open for two long. She's probably down on the street."

Gibbs pointed towards his office door. "Elliot, go. I'll alert everyone not to let the boys leave." He watched Elliot run out the door as David started strolling that way as well. "If you move one more muscle, I will personally make sure that you suffer the more inhumane torture that anyone could ever experience, David!" He said picking up his phone.

David sighed turning on his heel and sitting down on the large leather sofa. "A little overdramatic, don't you think?"

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