Disclaimer: My point of view to an alternative ending to 'Reveille'

Spoiler: Reveille

Chap 1

Kate looked in his eyes the minute after he shot Marta through the head and racked through her head the reason why she didn't stab him when she had the chance. Whatever she had seen it them before was she as hell gone now, all she saw was hatred, malice and cruelty.

"Now Caitlin, why don't you tell me the difference between Marine One and the other 2 helos." He said as he stroked the nozzle of her Sauer.

Kate sighed again and pinched her nose in impatience.

"Like I told her when she flagged my gun in my face, there-is-no-difference!" She exclaimed as she stood up enraged.

She was enraged she had let him toy with her, enraged at the fact he blew Gerald's shoulder, and now he dared test her on her knowledge and give up the Secret Service training, even though there was no way to tell the difference weither or not he waved her Sauer in her face or not.

Ari shot up as well and pointed her gun in her face, inches away from her face and pulled back the trigger a little until she heard a click as the bullet entered the chamber.

She didn't flinch but ceased her movements, and stared at him through slits.

"Please Caitlin, sit down have some wine, I don't like drinking alone." He said politely.

Kate grinded her teeth and stiffly sat down in front of him again. She sighed and picked up her glass and brought it up to her lips and wetted them with the dry liquid.

"Awe Caitlin you don't like wine?" He whined a little and took a sip still playing with her Sauer trigger.

"Not my kind of grape." She said as she pushed the goblet away. It hit a crack and tipped over the glass.

Ari's eyes flashed for a second to the spill and smiled when he looked back up to be met with Kate's Walter PPK.

Ari chuckled amused as she glared at him her PPK inches from his forehead.

"Since when does NCIS issue Walters?" He said his voice a delicate hint of a British accent.

Kate didn't say anything but merely glared at him.

He held his hands up and gently dropped her gun.

"What now?" He asked as he leaned back a little, his back against the tree.

"I need you to profile a terrorist for me."

"A terrorist, which one?"

"The one you couldn't stab."

"Ahh Ducky told you that?"

"Why?"

"You want to now why…his eyes…they were, they were kind."

"Really, was he kind when he shot out Gerald's arm?"

"You asked me!"

"When you see him again remember that!"

She snapped out of her reverie when Ari chuckled.

"Why did you join the Secret Service?" He asked as he joined his hands in the back of his head.

She was about to respond when he answered for her.

"Was it a year after you went to college to become a lawyer or was it after your father started to drink again?" He mocked chucking lightly at her facial expression.

"And when you quit the Secret Service and joined NCIS was it when your boyfriend died or was it when your father started to beat your mother?" She squinted further and her eyes began to tear.

"You will stop now." She seethed through clenched teeth.

"Oh but we're just coming to the good part. I researched the meaning why you wanted to become a lawyer, because you wanted to rid the world of all the fathers and men who abused their children and their wives, and their girlfriends did you?" She choked out a gasp and the tears started to role down her face.

"It must have been horrible, growing up to become a beautiful young woman only to be abused over and over again by one of the men you grew to trust. Your brothers never believed you, until they caught your father raping you." She yelled in frustration and pulled back the trigger.

The boom it caused her to blink away her tears. She stood there gun still drawn, and her looking down at Ari's face. A bleeding red dot was the only imperfection on his face. His body was slumped halfway between the picnic table and the big oak tree. She looked back at his face and lowered her PPM to her holster. He had a smile on her face. Why was he smiling?

She whipped at her cheeks in anger and stopped when she could hear a faint beeping from somewhere she couldn't see.

She didn't need to think twice. Bastard! She thought as she took off for the clearing.

When she about 50 ft away from the table the bomb went off; the force of it knocking Kate off her feet and throwing her another 20 ft. She landed on her upper half of her body making half a flip, and landing on her back.

Author's Note: I watched Reveil this morning and was disappointed that all Gibbs did was shoot Haswari in the shoulder when he could have been helping Kate through tough times. So I invented a little bit of a different ending…hope you enjoy please read and review…

Brit -x0x-