(At the Boatshed)

(In the other Interrogation Room)

(Emily's P.O.V.)

Once Granger unplugged the camera in the interrogation room, and stepped on the listening device that was underneath the table, he said:

"You may now speak."

"What do you want to talk about that couldn't wait?" I asked.

Granger was silent for a moment, then he said:

"Agent Taylor, I'm going to give you the benefit of the doubt, because Director Vance seems to think highly of you and Hetty seems to like you very much despite the short amount of time you've been here. So, I'm going to give you one chance to explain to me, why your phone number was saved in ex-DEA Agent Rachael Vogal's cell phone."

"…I don't have an answer for that." I said honestly.

"Have you been in contact with her at all?" Granger asked.

"I haven't heard or seen from Rachael until yesterday." I said.

"Then how can you explain the consistent phone calls between her phone and yours?" He asked.

"I can't." I said.

"Are you protecting someone?" Granger asked.

"I'm not protecting anyone." I said.

Granger studied me for a couple seconds, then he asked:

"Do you know where Shawn was last week?"

"How do you know about Shawn?" I asked, confused.

"Just answer the question, Agent Taylor." Granger said.

"I'm not answering anything, until you tell me why you're here." I said, seriously.

Granger stared at me for a couple seconds, then he sighed.

"Very well." Granger said. "Shawn is a rogue CIA Agent. He has been for two years. His real name isn't even Shawn. It's Adam."

"What?" I said, not believing what I was being told.

"It's the truth, Agent Taylor." He said.

"No." I said shaking my head. "No. Shawn…Shawn's not a CIA Agent. Or a rogue one at that. I would know."

"Does he know you're a NCIS Agent?" Granger asked. "Or does he still believe you're an accountant?"

"What are you trying to say, Assistant Director?" I asked.

"I'm saying that your fiancé isn't who he says he is, Special Agent Taylor." He said. "You met him two weeks after he went rogue. Which was when his alias Shawn Lucas came into play."

"You've been watching me?" I asked.

"I was watching everyone he came into contact with." Granger said. "Including, and especially, you."

I looked at Granger in disbelief and shock.

"You had no idea, did you?" He asked.

"No." I said, shaking my head. "I didn't."

Suddenly, there was a look of sympathy in his eyes.

"His real name is Adam Morgan." Granger said. "He's been in the CIA for six years until two years ago when he went rogue after a mission went weary with his partner ending up dead, and the money they were suppose to recover, missing. Before I left the CIA I took an interest in his case and tried to find him. I found him through a paper trail of the stolen money that led me to Washington. And when I did, it wasn't long until he met you."

"If you knew where he was, why didn't you apprehend him?" I asked.

"Because after he met you, I saw him with Rachael Vogal." He said.

"…You've got to be kidding me." I said.

"Unfortunately, I'm not." Granger said. "For the past two years, I've seen Adam with Rachael. And sometimes, she literally showed up at the place you two were after you left."

"So, there's a possibility that he knows I'm actually an NCIS Agent?" I asked.

"There's not a possibility." He said. "He knows. I've seen him follow you to a crime scene at least twice."

"Why didn't you TELL me?!" I asked, outraged.

"I didn't know if you were partners with him." Granger said. "I had to make sure."

"Well, now you know." I said, angrily. "And now it might be too late. Are you happy now?"

"Agent Taylor," He said. "There's obviously a reason why he hasn't made a move on you."

I studied Granger.

"There's another reason why you're here, isn't there?" I asked. "There's a reason why you're telling me this."

"I talked to Hetty and Director Vance, and they both have agreed for you to come back to Washington, and figure out what Adam Morgan is up to." Granger said. "You're the only one who would be able to find out."

I shook my head.

"No." I said. "If you know where he is, you go get him."

"It's not so easy, Agent Taylor." He said. "We need to know what he was doing with Rachael Vogal. And you're already close to him."

"But you said he knows I'm an NCIS Agent." I pointed out to him.

"And I also said there's a reason why he hasn't killed you." Granger said. "And as long as that reason is still in play, you should be safe."

I looked down and closed my eyes.

"I will be going back with you." I heard Granger say. "And while Agent Callen's team works the case from this end and getting whatever they can from Rachael Vogal, you will be doing your part in Washington, by finding out what you can from Adam without giving anything away."

"Who says I agreed to this?" I asked, looking up at him.

"You don't have a choice." Granger said. "And you can't tell Agent Callen or his team what you're doing."

I was about to say something, when Granger said:

"I mean it, Agent Taylor. I know you and Agent Callen go a way back, but for the sake and success of this case, you can't tell him anything. That's an order. Do you understand?"

"I understand, Sir." I said, sternly.

"Good." He said. "Now go pack your things. We leave in one hour."

I began to walk to the door.

"Agent Taylor," I heard Granger say.

I stopped walking.

"I am sorry about this." I heard Granger say.

"I would say it's not your fault." I said. "But this time, clearly, it is."

I then walked to the door, opened it, and left the interrogation room.

Once I entered the main room of the boatshed, everyone was staring at me.

"Emily," I heard Callen say, as I headed toward the boatshed entrance.

I unwillingly ignored him, and left the boatshed.

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(Callen's P.O.V.)

I was going to go after Emily, when I heard Granger say:

"Don't even think about it, Agent Callen."

I looked at Granger to see he was walking toward me.

"What did you say to her?" I asked.

"I'm afraid that's none of you're concern." Granger said.

"Owen, I don't approve of you doing this." Hetty said.

"I had to, Henrietta." Granger said, looking at the T.V. Screen at her. "Director Vance wants us back as soon as possible."

"I don't care what you think she did," I began angrily. Gaining Granger's attention again. "She DIDN'T do it. And I'll prove it if I have to."

"Stand down, Agent Callen." Granger said. "You're stepping onto territory you have no business being on, let alone know what's happening. I suggest you let it go, and focus on your case concerning Rachael Vogal." Then, Granger looked at Hetty. "I'll call you when we land, Hetty."

Then, Granger walked toward the door, and left the boatshed.

"Hetty," I began looking at her.

"There's nothing I can do to stop her from leaving, Mr. Callen." Hetty said, sounding sad. "But if you go now, you may be able to catch her."

"Sam," I began, looking at him.

"I'll give you a ride." Sam said, as he stood up.

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(At Callen's House)

(Emily's P.O.V.)

I can't believe this, I thought, as I put my clothes in my bag. I can't believe everything with Shawn was more than likely a lie.

I shook my head.

Adam. His real name was Adam.

And even though it may have been a lie, I wasn't lying when I had told him I loved him.

But now, with everything that's happened with Callen…..Even if I don't know what is happening between us, and if Callen doesn't feel the same way back…I had to end it with Shawn.

Not because Shawn isn't who I thought he was. Which he wasn't.

But because the only guy I want is the one I'm married to.

Not the one I'm engaged to.

And being with someone you know you could never be truly happy with, will just hurt the other person in the end.

As I was finishing packing up, I felt eyes on me, and knew who it was.

"You're leaving?" I heard Callen ask.

I zipped up my bag, and stood up. Putting my bag over my shoulder as I did.

"I think you know the answer to that." I said, as I turned around to face him.

And I really wished I hadn't.

It was hard enough leaving him behind as it was.

Seeing how sad he looked, despite him clearly trying to hide it, killed me.

"I will make this right." Callen said. "I will get the person who's framing you."

"Callen," I began.

"I don't care what it takes." He said, walking over to me. "I know whatever Granger thinks you did, you didn't do. And I will clear your name."

"Callen, I'm not being arrested." I said. "I just have to go back to Washington."

"Why?" Callen asked.

"I mean it, Agent Taylor." I heard Granger say in my head. "I know you and Agent Callen go a way back, but for the sake and success of this case, you can't tell him anything. That's an order. Do you understand?"

"Director Vance just wants to talk to me face to face." I said.

Callen nodded slowly.

"Ok." He said.

I smiled at him.

"I'm not in trouble." I said. "I promise."

Callen smiled back at me.

"Ok." Callen said.

I then hugged him.

"I promise I will be back." I said, as he hugged me tightly back.

"I'll be waiting." I heard Callen say.

Then we pulled away, and headed toward the front door.

Once we reached the front door, Callen pulled me to him, and kissed me softly.

I kissed him back and pulled away.

"Call me?" Callen asked.

"Of course." I said nodding.

Then, I opened the front door, and left the house. Callen following me.