Undercover operation

Chapter 12th

Rebecca had dried herself off from the hot shower now stressed out from the note and the possible chance that Damon actually will be hire snipers to kill her and maybe even Gibbs, her ex husband.

This was the one person that will be able to help her with saving her life in general. However she had no idea on whether he was going to talk to her in the first place. There is something she can give to the DOD and NCIS with the Intel she had gathered on the Cartel since she had a part of them...

She needed to get dressed first before calling him with getting up with her nerves. Pulling off her phone from the drawer next to the double size bed. Bringing up his number onto the screen with his name since she had never removed it.

Dialing the number she needed to wait...

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Gibbs had woke from a sound sleep for the first time in such a long time arriving in Harrisburg, Georgia in the early morning...He didn't know what was going on when his cell phone had been turned on loud to wake him...

"Damn!" he cursed with looking at the time with his watch in his wrist. It was eight o' clock a.m. in the morning and he didn't even have his coffee or food. When he saw the person's name on the ID to be Rebecca of all people and the last person to speak with.

But then he remembered that McGee was supposed to have left the note under her motel door and hopefully to get a rise out of her and now she was calling.

Needing to answer the phone with a deep breath..."Rebecca why are you calling me after the last time?" he cried out over the phone.

"Jay, I am in trouble and I need your help a great deal before I wind up dead." she said with a cough needing some water from the bottled water...

"And what is it you want me to do about it Rebecca?" he barked back at her with the response.

"I need protection from Damon and the rest of the Cartel. I am willing to give something in return with Intel that will help the DOD and your precious NCIS. PLEASE HELP ME!" she begged to her ex husband...

"Jesus Rebecca. I just woke up when you called me and I didn't even have my coffee. I will call Leon Vance of NCIS and see what he can do with the Witness Protection Program. However the Intel needs to be well worth it for the DOD and NCIS?" he responded with the shake of his head..."I will call you back with the same number." he hung up with bringing up Vance's number no doubt now in work after the past few days.

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NCIS Naval Yards

Director Leon Vance arriving into work with his briefcase filled with files already signed to be sent off to different directions. His secretary Melanie was sitting at her desk on the phone with one of the DOD senators setting up a meeting with Vance sometime for later on in the day. Once hanging up with the phone and turning to hand his messages and the phone call from Senator Wayland of Maine. "Sir Senator Wayland just called wishing to discuss with you about the movements of the Cartel with their merchandise coming in from Canada."

"Thanks, I will call him later with needing you to call McGee with his team with an update?" he ordered when all of a sudden his cell phone was ringing as he takes it out of his jacket. And noticing that it was Special Agent Gibbs calling.

He walked in his office with closing the door to answer it..."What's up Gibbs?" he asked as if it was a stupid question.

"I really don't know any more after getting in late in the morning with the flight. And now having Rebecca calling for help like you suggested that she would with that note under her door." he replied with a yawn...

"So she took the bait? What is it she wants Gibbs?" he said with the obvious...

"Protection from Damon Garcia and for that protection with the Witness Protection Program for Intel on the Cartel. She wants to know right away." He responded with waiting for his response.

"I will call the DOD and see what they can do with the request as with SECNAV. I will get back to you and I suggest you call her back to have her sit tight and stay out of sight?" he suggested...

"I will Leon and thanks. However I need to get myself ready with a briefing with Madeline and Taft at the diner across the ways from the motel." he says...

"Good luck with that Gibbs and hopefully I will have good news for you?" he hangs up the phone to make those two calls...

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Senator Steven Hill of the DOD and many other organizations was arriving into the chambers on the capitol hill. Currently he was alone for everyone else had arrived for the Intel briefings and so much more.

Hanging up his long black coat and hat of the same color. He had placed his black coffee on the table along with his breakfast from the local deli.

When his cell phone sitting on the table as well went off like a Christmas tree. It had to be important to have someone calling him this early in the morning...Looking at the caller ID it was Director Leon Vance.

"Leon how are you for this very cold morning?" he stated with waiting to hear his response.

"Yeah I know it's cold Steven. We have an issue with Rebecca Chase calling Special Agent Gibbs for protection from Damon Garcia the new Cartel leader. She is willing to give Intel that will be valuable to the DOD and other agencies."

"Is she still at her motel in Harrisburg? I can send a helicopter to pick her up and bring the woman back to NCIS for where she will give her statement. I will have to contact the Witness Protection manager as well that they have a client."

"She is still at her motel Steven. It will take over an hour for an Apache helicopter to reach her location. Have Gibbs to let her know to stay put away from the windows?" he stated over the phone while taking a sip of his hot coffee finally.

"I will do that Senator Hill and thank you so much for your approval." Vance said with hanging up to call Gibbs...