Chapter Twenty-One
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Chapter Twenty-One
Sam barely slept that night, as worry for his partner marred his dreams, there was no way his friend was up to a long running undercover operation- he was injured and exhausted, plus losing himself much too much for Sam's tastes. He stretched as he got out of bed heading into the en suite and brushing his teeth and washing. He sighed as he pulled his shirt over his head and dragged his jeans on, flicking off the light he headed downstairs to check on his partner- only partly surprised to find the younger man nowhere to be seen.
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Callen moved quickly, needing to clear his head and get into the right mind set. He shouldn't have stayed at Sam's- he was not Callen the NCIS agent, he was Demetri- to think or act any differently could cost him his life and lose them the op, both of which were unacceptable. He trotted down the subway and keeping boarded a carriage, needing to be anywhere at that moment in time but there.
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Hetty sighed as she received the update from Sam, she was determined that one of these days she would get the lone wolf tendencies out of her lead agent. He was the most gifted agent she had ever known- an absolute natural at the undercover game, and his mind was able to make great leaps of logic and plan the most intricate of ops as if it was a trip to the park. She just sometimes wanted to grab him by the shoulders and shake some sense into him- he had people around him that loved him, she so wished that he could accept the love that was so readily given to him. She just hoped that one day he would be able to see himself how everyone else saw him- a talented, loving man that had so much to offer and not a broken damaged being that would never be fully whole. With one final pause she lifted the phone and hit the speed dial for the director knowing that he would need to be updated on the case.
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Callen got dressed quickly, not wanting to keep Ivor waiting- he knew that today would be the make or break in the case- and he had to be ready. Wordlessly he activated the ear wig and pushed it into his ear, button cam affixed to the front of his shirt. Taking one last deep breath before he spoke.
"Eric- you getting me?" he questioned softly.
"Loud and clear" the tech responded, his tone carrying an edge of surprise, that he didn't quite hide in time.
"Setting off now" Callen stated, sparing no thought for any further words and simply heading out of the door, SIG ever present in his waist band and sling discarded on the kitchen counter.
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"Well at least he hasn't gone lone wolf on us" Hetty stated as Eric updated the team on Callen's check in.
"So we follow the plan?" Sam questioned.
"Yes Mr Hanna- do exactly as your partner instructed. Be in the area, but only move if he tells you too" Hetty instructed and without further words the team were deploying, hoping against hope that this would be the beginning of the end of this mission- for the sake of all of them, but especially their team leader.
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"Ah Demetri my boy how are you feeling?" Ivor questioned as Callen stepped into his study.
"Much better thank you" Callen replied with a small grin.
"I have made a decision about your future. You have proved yourself to me time and time again, and I feel that your future sits with my business and I would like you to be a permanent member of it" Ivor stated.
"Thank you, it would be an honour" Callen responded with a smile.
"I have a very important job for you Demetri- the deal with Asad is nearing completion. I need you to make the delivery for me" Ivor explained.
"Delivery? Where to?" he questioned as he sat down opposite the large Russian.
"I want you to make the delivery to Syria, I want you to make sure that this goes without a hitch. There is ten million dollars in it for you" Ivor explained.
"I don't know what to say Ivor" Callen stuttered, well and truly in character.
"Just agree to it- I know that you are the person for the job. You speak some Arabic and I need a trusted man on this, plus Asad already likes you" Ivor continued.
"I will do it, just tell me where I need to be" Callen stated shaking the older man's hand in agreement.
"You do me proud my boy" Ivor grinned at his young friend, pleased that he had a reliable person to ensure his big money deal went to plan. Within minutes Callen was out of the door and heading back to his apartment, his brain already forming a number of options for the further development in the plan- he had to make sure he got all of the evidence that he could- he owed it to everyone.
End Chapter Twenty-One
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