Never Look Back – NCIS & NCIS: LA-
Chapter Thirteen: Sylvia Gray VS Marty Deeks.
The small group of NCIS agents all became armed before Sam kicked down the motel room door and they all entered shouting 'Federal Agents' as McGee had the back door covered. The red head was sitting on the bed calmly and raised her empty hands above her head with a smile on her lips as they surrounded her shouting. Ziva went forward first and roughly put her cuffs on the women who was still smiling. All the way to the Navy Yard she only smiled, not speaking a single word to anyone. She was put into the car with Kensi and Ziva, it was an extra bumpy ride and Gray was a bit green around the edges as they hauled her down into interrogation. Kensi cuffed her to the table glaring something fierce at the women before leaving the room, slamming the door.
"This is unnerving me, all she is doing is smiling like she didn't just commit murder and stalking Deeks." Kensi fumed.
"You get her?" Gibbs demanded as he came down the hall with Tony, Marty and Abby in tow.
"She's inside and not saying anything, just smiling." Callen said, keeping his eyes on Deeks who seemed paler than normal, or maybe he was just loosing his tan thanks to the cold and snow up in DC either way Deeks was paler.
"Good." Gibbs grunted before entering the room.
"Want to see Gibbs in action Marty? It's a thing to behold." Tony asked and Marty shook his head.
"No I don't want to see her unless I have to… Hey Ton is there anywhere I can get some new clothes? I kind of rushed in here last night after finding the photos and didn't have time to get into any decent clothes." Marty waved an arm at his sweats and sweater.
"Ah good point, follow me Marty. We even have showers because no offence but you smell rank."
"Well Tony, since you did sleep beside me a few hours ago, that scent you are smelling is actually ode du DiNozzo." Marty shot back smirking as the duo walked down the hall towards the men's locker room keeping up their witty banter.
"Like I said, siblings." Ziva restated as she entered the viewing room, the others followed in behind her looking at the interrogation room where Gibbs was staring Gray down with an intense glare.
"I told you once and I will only repeat it once more. I'm not going to tell YOU anything, I will only talk to my Marty." She stated calmly with her creepy smile on her lips.
"We have enough evidence to match you to the murder of Martin Decker and stalking of Marty Deeks. I don't think you need to say anything else to Marty." Gibbs growled.
"I can plead insanity and the judge will clear me. Let me talk to Marty and I will plead guilty." She stated leaning back in her chair. He narrowed his eyes before storming out of the room.
"She has a point as much as I hate to admit it." McGee sighed.
"I know that and she knows we know. Where is Marty?" Gibbs glanced around the room.
"Right here Boss." Deeks entered the room with wet hair wearing a suit that actually fit him pretty well.
"You clean up nicely Deeks." Kensi whistled while Callen shifted on his feet unconsciously at Deeks, a member of his team calling Gibbs 'Boss'.
"Thanks Fern, now I really don't want to see her but this is the only way for her to go to jail for a long time." Marty sighed fixing his cuffs.
"You don't have to, we can find another way." Tony said worried.
"I need to face this head on, you understand don't you Ton?" Marty looked up at his older brother.
"Yeah I get it but it doesn't mean I have to like it." Tony grumbled.
"Thanks Ton." Marty grinned.
"You know what to do?" Callen asked him seriously with worry laced in his tone of voice.
"Yeah, I got this. Just uh… Don't judge me after this is all over with alright?" Marty swallowed as he left the room, file from Gibbs in hand.
"What did he mean by that?" Sam looked around the room; everyone minus Tony had a look of confusion on. Tony was just facing the viewing window, arms crossed tightly. Marty had broken down and told him about his father in detail a few days ago and Tony had swore on his life not to tell anyone about it, not even Abby and Gibbs. Now part of the mystery of Marty Deeks was about to come to light.
"Hey don't worry Tony, Marty can handle himself." Abby assured him and Tony mutely nodded as the door opened and Marty stepped in with a blank face. He didn't look at her even when she gave a little squeal at the sight of him while drinking in the sight of him. He slid into the seat across from her and set down the file before lacing his fingers together and looked right into her eyes steadily. He was falling back on his cop and lawyer training and it was showing in the way he was holding himself.
"Hello Sylvia." He said coldly.
"Marty, oh Marty it's been far too long." She sighed dreamily, straining against her cuffs like she wanted to reach out and touch him.
"Not long enough if you ask me." He said calmly, but Tony could see his left leg bouncing up and down slowly. "Why did you kill Martin Decker?"
"Why do you think baby?" She asked confused.
"Enlighten me." He bit back a snarl.
"Simple silly, he reminded me of you and it was a bonus he was in the Navy and now that you are a Navy Cop this would bring you out of hiding." She said triumphantly.
"You tortured and killed an innocent man just because you were trying to lure me out of hiding." It wasn't a question it was a statement.
"I did and since I'm talking with you right now baby it clearly worked." She said before rattling the cuffs. "Why don't you take the cuffs off hon? I wouldn't hurt you." She batted her eyelashes at him.
"The cuffs stay on." He said firmly. "You killed someone Sylvia, do you know what that means?" He asked.
"It doesn't matter, we can be together now Marty. Forever and ever." She grinned with a crazy glint in her eyes.
"Answer me something first." He stated leaning back in his chair, eyes locked on her.
"Anything my Marty." She promised.
"Tell me what you know about me. Why you think we would be so perfect together." Marty challenged and a look of panic crossed her face.
"I don't need to answer that, you know why we are perfect together honey." She cooed.
"Humor me." He said emotionlessly.
"Well we both like dancing, long walks on the boardwalk and uh…" She trailed off as she racked her brain.
"You don't know me Sylvia. I hate dancing and I find the boardwalk too busy and full of tourists. You don't know me; the man who you met was just another mask. Let me make you a deal, if you can tell me my birth name you can walk out of here." Deeks shook his head gathering the case file. He heard a soft tapping on the window behind him; he waved his hand at them from behind his back.
"That's easy hon. Your name is Marty Deeks." She said grinning widely.
"Wrong, sorry Sylvia but you are going to jail for a very long time." He slid a piece of paper across to her with his real name on it. She gaped at the piece of paper.
"My birth name is Martin Brandel. I changed it to my mother's maiden name after I shot my father when I was 11. You think you know me, but you don't. You didn't even know my real name, have a nice time in jail Gray. I'll see you in court and since I was a lawyer and now an NCIS agent I can assure you that pleading insanity will not work. Goodbye Sylvia." Marty stated as calmly as he could manage before leaving the room with Sylvia Gray staring down at the paper in her hands in stunned silence.
Marty took a few deep breaths sliding down the wall opposite the doors into the viewing room. He ran a trembling hand through his hair closing his eyes; he couldn't believe he just got through that so calmly since he felt like he was going to vomit. He heard the door open and he couldn't take it. He jumped to his feet and ran. He ran until he reach the men's locker room and proceeded to empty his stomach into the toilet, he kept dry heaving until a hand rubbed up and down his back soothingly. He coughed a few times before falling against the side of the open stall. He looked up to see Tony beside him looking worried; Callen was a few feet away looking at him the same way.
"Sorry." Marty sniffed, wiping his mouth on his hand. "Just seeing her brought back the memories and then telling her my birth name brought back my memories of him and together don't mix well." Marty cleared his sore burning throat, easing himself to his feet with Tony right there in case he fell. Marty kept his eyes down, hating that Callen saw his moment of weakness and him without his mask. He rinsed out his mouth some water from the tap before splashing the water on his face trying to calm down and lock away the memories once more.
"Marty, you don't need to be sorry about that." Tony said soothingly.
"What you just did in there and the way you kept calm I doubt any of us could have done Marty." Callen added in sounding impressed. "I mean you've seen me when something gets personal."
Marty gave a scratchy laugh at what Callen said. "Yeah, but you don't throw up, you just shove and threaten people around with your gun G, big difference." He gripped the sink and looked down at his feet.
"Marty, after Hetty told me about my mother and I remembered how I was on a beach and now I know that I saw the man shoot my mother I went and threw up just like you before taking my anger out on a punching bag. There isn't much of a difference." Callen told Marty putting a hand on the blonde's shoulder.
"Thanks G." Marty sent him a shaky smile. "And thanks for looking out for me Ton." He looked over at Tony.
"Not a problem Blondie, it's what family does remember?" Tony smirked and ducked out of the way of a poor attempt of a whack on the head from said blond in question.
"Always remember that Marty, even if we don't always show it, you are part of our family." Callen added in and Marty felt much better than he had before.
"Now if you're up for it we were going out for some food." Tony clapped his hands together.
"And I'm pretty sure Kensi is going to break down the door if we don't report back to her soon." Callen informed him.
"Ah and she would too." Marty chuckled drying his face. "Alright, I think I can handle some soup."
"Then let's get going and get some food! Gray has been taken away and you never have to see her again." Tony added in to ease Marty's mind.
"Thanks for everything guys." Marty genuinely grinned at the two men beside him before they left the locker room to see the two teams assembled there, Kensi and Abby pacing back and forth.
"Marty!" Abby rushed over to the blonde giving him a hug, not a tight one but one nonetheless.
"Hey Abs, don't worry I'm fine now." Marty assured her, but was looking up at the group in front of him.
"Don't EVER do that again." Kensi choked back as Abby moved away from Marty, who smiled his natural smile at Kensi and she flew into his arms gently pounding on his chest but he just grinned like a happy fool.
"I'll try not to." Marty promised. "Now I hear from Tony we are going to get some food and I vote we do that then do paperwork, sound like a good plan? I think so too, so let's gooooo!" Marty cheered, grabbing Kensi and Abby pulling them towards the bullpen so they could get food.
"He alright?" Gibbs asked the two agents.
"Yeah, he'll pull through." Tony reported smiling.
"He'll be back to teasing you before you know it Sam." G could pick out the unease on his partner's face.
"Good, I hate seeing him quiet it's unnerving." Sam grumbled as the group went towards the bullpen where Marty, Abby and Kensi were waiting.