"So kids what did I miss?" Jack asked as he came through the door. Everyone
started to stand. "Stay where you are. So?"
"We've covered the exploratory unit, O'Brady, Hartman and the victim sir; we were just about to move on to our favourite organisation and our champion." Sam replied.
"What no long boring cultural stuff and endless technobabble?"
"Wrong briefing room, but I'm sure I can set up a conference call to Daniel who can explain how they built the Sphinx sir."
"I think I'll pass." He winked at her. "But can I talk to you for a minute?"
"Yes sir." Sam and Jack stepped to the side of the room.
"This is what I got from our friend. Check it out, see what's relevant and if it will help." He handed her a file and a disk."
"Yes sir." Sam said. "By the way Daniel called, Major Clineman's team brought back a device which might be of use."
"So you're going to be on the phone all night. Let me know what you find out."
"Yes sir." She turned back to the room. "Excuse me. There's something I need to take care of." Sam asked.
"Did you're meeting go okay sir?" Major Davis asked.
"Sam's checking the information out. Right, let's introduce you to the next guest at our party." He flipped the screen. "The NID. Ever heard of them?"
"Vaguely sir."
"They're our pains in the neck. They like to watch over what we do and cause us hassle and strife."
"Sounds like they're not your favourite people sir." Devon leant back in his chair.
"They never were, but when the plot to abduct my wife from our honeymoon which meant we only got to spend one day there before we had to come back and deal with it, kind of takes the biscuit."
"Why would they try to abduct Major Carter?" He asked. Jack started to open his mouth. "I know sir, don't ask, don't tell, don't pursue."
"You're learning there Devon."
"The NID is a legitimate organisation, but they have lots of rogue elements which are the ones that cause the problems." Davis expanded.
"They are mostly made up of rogue elements." Jack corrected. "The NID are in bed with our next favourite person, who is constantly trying to have us shut down." He switched screens. "Senator Robert Kinsey."
"From the Senate Oversight committee?"
"We have a winner." Jack said. "The good Senator, who is..." Jack flipped screens. "godfather to our bad guy."
"You think the Senator knew what happened?" Devon questioned.
"No, we think the Senator is the one who arranged for his little NID friends to get rid of Hartman and replace him with O'Brady."
"He has that much pull?"
"The Senator and the NID are like that." He crossed his fingers. "We know he's involved like the good Uncle he is, saving his godson's neck and it looks oh so bad on CNN for a Senator to be connected to a cold blooded killer. So he replaces him with a good Naval Commander."
"Do you have any idea what happened to the real Myles Hartman?"
"No. But at this juncture we're presuming that he's no longer alive." Davis said.
"Hang on did someone tell me that all the records had been changed, everything?" Devon said.
"Yes. Why?" Jack replied.
"And this is five years ago roughly?"
"About then. Why?"
"I need to call NCIS."
"The Navy Criminal Investigate Service?" Davis said.
"The Navy FBI?" Jack queried.
"There was this case about five years ago, a body was found on Norfolk dock, the face totally obliterated, they couldn't match the dental records, no distinguishing marks. This could be your Commander Hartman."
"How do you know he's not just a random body?"
"If I remember rightly he was in Navy uniform without anything to tell you who he was stripped of all insignia, medals, even the tags were cut out his shirt. If O'Brady took his identity and then they would never have any reason to check the dental records against his."
"Do you think you could get the file without raising too many questions?"
"Does the SecNav know about this sir?"
"Only that we needed a Navy lawyer for a classified matter." Jack replied.
"Then get the Secretary of Defence's office to fax them a letter requesting the file. I can go and collect it, if we have enough time before the meeting with the President."
"That won't be until this afternoon sir, he has meetings with the cabinet all morning." Davis said.
"Colonel?" Devon asked.
"I'll go and talk to him. He's hold an open door policy for me today."
"Yes sir."
"If not I'll have Sam hack into their database."
"Colonel, hacking is illegal." Devon pointed. "It's a court martial offence."
"Who exactly are you going to tell? Everything you've learnt so far or will learn or anything that is said while you're here is classified to the hilt. You signed all those forms saying you wouldn't reveal information."
"Good point sir." He conceded.
"Stay here with Major Davis. If he has any questions you know the basics of what you can reveal to him, if it's questionable check with Sam, she knows exactly what he can and can't know."
"Yes sir." Jack left.
"Well that was interesting."
"Yes sir." Davis agreed.
"Is he always like that?" Devon questioned.
"Permission to speak freely." Devon nodded. "Yes sir. It's tolerated because it's the way he works best. He, Major Carter and the rest of their team are the best at what they do. Their unit works best because of their unique dynamic and their complimentary personalities. They're all experts in their fields and use that knowledge to produce the results that are needed."
"I see. So since I'm not allowed to find out much else. Do you like baseball?"
"Yes sir."
TBC
"We've covered the exploratory unit, O'Brady, Hartman and the victim sir; we were just about to move on to our favourite organisation and our champion." Sam replied.
"What no long boring cultural stuff and endless technobabble?"
"Wrong briefing room, but I'm sure I can set up a conference call to Daniel who can explain how they built the Sphinx sir."
"I think I'll pass." He winked at her. "But can I talk to you for a minute?"
"Yes sir." Sam and Jack stepped to the side of the room.
"This is what I got from our friend. Check it out, see what's relevant and if it will help." He handed her a file and a disk."
"Yes sir." Sam said. "By the way Daniel called, Major Clineman's team brought back a device which might be of use."
"So you're going to be on the phone all night. Let me know what you find out."
"Yes sir." She turned back to the room. "Excuse me. There's something I need to take care of." Sam asked.
"Did you're meeting go okay sir?" Major Davis asked.
"Sam's checking the information out. Right, let's introduce you to the next guest at our party." He flipped the screen. "The NID. Ever heard of them?"
"Vaguely sir."
"They're our pains in the neck. They like to watch over what we do and cause us hassle and strife."
"Sounds like they're not your favourite people sir." Devon leant back in his chair.
"They never were, but when the plot to abduct my wife from our honeymoon which meant we only got to spend one day there before we had to come back and deal with it, kind of takes the biscuit."
"Why would they try to abduct Major Carter?" He asked. Jack started to open his mouth. "I know sir, don't ask, don't tell, don't pursue."
"You're learning there Devon."
"The NID is a legitimate organisation, but they have lots of rogue elements which are the ones that cause the problems." Davis expanded.
"They are mostly made up of rogue elements." Jack corrected. "The NID are in bed with our next favourite person, who is constantly trying to have us shut down." He switched screens. "Senator Robert Kinsey."
"From the Senate Oversight committee?"
"We have a winner." Jack said. "The good Senator, who is..." Jack flipped screens. "godfather to our bad guy."
"You think the Senator knew what happened?" Devon questioned.
"No, we think the Senator is the one who arranged for his little NID friends to get rid of Hartman and replace him with O'Brady."
"He has that much pull?"
"The Senator and the NID are like that." He crossed his fingers. "We know he's involved like the good Uncle he is, saving his godson's neck and it looks oh so bad on CNN for a Senator to be connected to a cold blooded killer. So he replaces him with a good Naval Commander."
"Do you have any idea what happened to the real Myles Hartman?"
"No. But at this juncture we're presuming that he's no longer alive." Davis said.
"Hang on did someone tell me that all the records had been changed, everything?" Devon said.
"Yes. Why?" Jack replied.
"And this is five years ago roughly?"
"About then. Why?"
"I need to call NCIS."
"The Navy Criminal Investigate Service?" Davis said.
"The Navy FBI?" Jack queried.
"There was this case about five years ago, a body was found on Norfolk dock, the face totally obliterated, they couldn't match the dental records, no distinguishing marks. This could be your Commander Hartman."
"How do you know he's not just a random body?"
"If I remember rightly he was in Navy uniform without anything to tell you who he was stripped of all insignia, medals, even the tags were cut out his shirt. If O'Brady took his identity and then they would never have any reason to check the dental records against his."
"Do you think you could get the file without raising too many questions?"
"Does the SecNav know about this sir?"
"Only that we needed a Navy lawyer for a classified matter." Jack replied.
"Then get the Secretary of Defence's office to fax them a letter requesting the file. I can go and collect it, if we have enough time before the meeting with the President."
"That won't be until this afternoon sir, he has meetings with the cabinet all morning." Davis said.
"Colonel?" Devon asked.
"I'll go and talk to him. He's hold an open door policy for me today."
"Yes sir."
"If not I'll have Sam hack into their database."
"Colonel, hacking is illegal." Devon pointed. "It's a court martial offence."
"Who exactly are you going to tell? Everything you've learnt so far or will learn or anything that is said while you're here is classified to the hilt. You signed all those forms saying you wouldn't reveal information."
"Good point sir." He conceded.
"Stay here with Major Davis. If he has any questions you know the basics of what you can reveal to him, if it's questionable check with Sam, she knows exactly what he can and can't know."
"Yes sir." Jack left.
"Well that was interesting."
"Yes sir." Davis agreed.
"Is he always like that?" Devon questioned.
"Permission to speak freely." Devon nodded. "Yes sir. It's tolerated because it's the way he works best. He, Major Carter and the rest of their team are the best at what they do. Their unit works best because of their unique dynamic and their complimentary personalities. They're all experts in their fields and use that knowledge to produce the results that are needed."
"I see. So since I'm not allowed to find out much else. Do you like baseball?"
"Yes sir."
TBC