Benji POV
I was sitting at my new desk at the CIA... I hated it, all I did was play video games and pretend to work on the very high resolution monitors they gave me. It's been about 6 months since the IMF has been disbanded, I hadn't heard from Ethan or Kensi. We haven't forgotten about them though. I mean Hunley doesn't even know Kensi, so I guess she doesn't count. I knew somehow they would find each other, Ethan and Kensi. It's likely Kensi didn't know about what had happened with the CIA & IMF. I know Ethan did just because of Brandt but Kensi must've had no idea... We all missed her and it was taking a huge toll on Brandt but he dealt with it pretty well.
Meanwhile, I played Halo 5 at HQ of the CIA. And I was subjected to weekly polygraph tests because Hunley thought I knew something about the whereabouts of Ethan and probably because I was the "weak" link in the group because they thought I couldn't lie. Little did they know, I knew certain little things about Ethan and how to pass the mundane tests of the CIA. Brandt was not helping Hunley very much, but a little in case he would suspect anything his loyalties lay with us not them. Brandt was just doing his job, being an analyst again. However, you could tell he missed being out in the field. The mail was plopped on my desk, I looked at it and decided to open it. I had won free tickets to the Vienna opera! My phone started ringing.
"Dunn." I answered, knowing it was time for my polygraph, joy.
Nothing eventful happened, just more questions about Ethan. I knew he was on the move with the information they threw at me. However, they lost him in Cuba. After I finished I sat back down at my desk. Fuck it, the CIA could get along fine without me. I immediately shut down my monitors and grabbed my coat and left the building headed home to pack for my new adventure.
I landed in Vienna, getting off the subway. When I did, I noticed this odd guy wearing this conspicuous black hoodie. He shoved a folder into my arms, I spun around a little confused but I had lost him. I opened the manila envelope, and saw some glasses and a program. I put the glasses on. Immediately I heard Ethans voice.
"Ethan! Where are you? Where have you been?" I asked spitting questions at him. I changed my mind.
"Actually I don't wanna know, it'll just be another thing I have to lie about in my weekly polygraph."
"Ugh, I didn't win those opera tickets did I?" I asked.
"No. I'm afraid not" he answered as I kept walking towards where he wanted me to go.
Ethan had sent me a picture of a man with fair hair and glasses.
"Who is he?" I asked.
"Thats what we're here to find out."