Chiroho: Yea, I'm going to at the end. She freaked out so much because normally Kate doesn't let anyone see the book, and this was very personal. If you still have questions, email me - my email's in my profile.

A/N: For everyone who got confused, Alana Michaels is the Jane Doe that looks like Kate.

5 months ago

"Let me go." Alana glared daggers at the man in front of her, holding her arm tightly. Her dark hair framed her hazel eyes that were cold with hate. "And piss off."

He didn't listen to her. "You won't run?"

She rolled her eyes. "No, if I did, then my employer wouldn't be to happy about that, would he?" He raised his eyebrow. "Do you want me to do scout's honour?" she asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

He dropped her arm, and she rubbed the spot where he held. "Here." He tossed the bag of coke at her. She passed it to her partner, who opened it, and felt around in it. After he nodded, she nodded.

"Aren't you going to try some?" the man asked.

Alana raised her eyebrow. "I don't do it. I only deal. Business is done." She turned around, and began to follow her partner out.

"I have a proposition for you." He called. "I'll pay you more than you earn now in a year."

She stopped short, and turned to face him. "I'm listening."

He moved forward. "I want you to help me infiltrate NCIS."

"What the hell is that?" she asked.

"Government." He said simply.

She shook her head in disbelief. "No way. First, I would need to actually know something about what I'm doing, second, I would need to have a background to go in there."

"What if you just take the place of someone?" he asked. "I know everything about her – how she acts, what she eats, what her schedule is, how she treats others."

"Well, I would need to look like her, now wouldn't why? I highly doubt I could fool her friends that I'm her." She said.

He pulled out a picture from his pocket, and passed it to her. It was of a woman, buying coffee. She looked exactly like Alana. She had the same colour hair, the same eye colour, same body type… "Why?" she asked suspiciously.

"I want to bring down her team. I need someone inside to help me." he said, shrugging. He took back the picture. "Will you help me?"

"How will I get a feel of how she acts?"

"I will teach you, and you will watch her." He replied. "Yes or no Ms. Michaels."

Alana thought for a second, then smiled. She shook his outstretched hand, and smiled. "Sure."