'Aaron James got out two days ago,' the warden informed. 'We've been searching for him since, FBI is handling this case.'
You nod and your eyes are hard. You're angry that you weren't informed of this, your part of NCIS, and you've got a personal vendetta against Aaron, but you understand that it wasn't NCIS jurisdiction.
But this was the man that was responsible for McGee's death, for Tony's death, and for the reason that Abby was spending weeks in hospital.
He was the reason that the team wasn't a team anymore.
You walk out, your head heavy, and go straight to the bar that he was known to drink at.
You watch and wait, and sure enough...
Aaron James laughed drunkenly as he walked out of the bar, and towards his car.
You follow discretely, staying in the shadows until he walked to the driver's side door of his Ute.
You tap him on the shoulder and he turns around, smirking when he sees you.
He opens his mouth to speak, but you place the gun against his head and cock the trigger.
'What...?' he says, but you don't give him time.
You pull the trigger and his body slumps against the car.
You look down at him, and then look at your reflection in the window.
You stare at this monster you've become, someone you swore you'd never become.
But he's caused too much trouble for you and the people you love.
Kate would be okay.
Eventually.
End.
