Chapter 12
Sam glanced over at AJ when Carla asked that, he just looked back at her letting his mind work on the problem but not yet ready to commit to anything.
With AJ's noncommittal reaction to her look, she answered Carla herself, "I don't know Ensign. I guess we'll have to see."
Next Webb laid out the plan for Sam's murder, Carla was to shoot Sam in her apartment. The CIA's make-up artist would show up and do his job. They would also provide a gun to leave at the site. There would be no finger prints on the gun to lead to a suspect but a picture would be taken to prove to Grant that the deed was done.
"Instead of sending Grant the picture we should try and get him to meet to get it. That would give us a chance to follow him back to where he was staying and hopefully where he had Kasey so we can attempt the rescue," Sam offered.
"We can't include you…Major Bell, you would be dead after all and we can't take the chance of you being seen," AJ told her.
Sam was about to protest, but she could tell by the look on AJ's face that she would not be able to change his mind. "I guess you're right," she reluctantly agreed.
Webb made a call and arranged for the make-up artist to meet Sam and him at her apartment with the gun that would 'kill' her.
She tried to keep her emotions at bay. Sam knew this would be the end of her time at JAG and she would no longer get to see AJ every day. How she wished all this could have ended differently! Damn Gibbs for not letting her be up front with AJ from the start!
Sam had to make one more attempt on Carla's behalf, "A…Admiral there really aren't any charges to be brought against Ensign Moore. She was being forced to do what they wanted because they have her son. She didn't do anything!"
"Is that all Major?" he questioned, stressing the false rank.
Getting to her feet, she came to attention and said, "Yes Sir! Come on Webb, let's get this over with." Sam headed for the office door not waiting for AJ to dismiss her or to see if Webb was following her.
Webb was behind her and once in the elevator they talked about whose car to take, in the end it was decided they needed to take both of them. If Sam was going to be dead at home then her car would need to be there at home with her. Webb would also need his so he could leave once she had been 'killed'. She gave him her address and they both headed to their cars.
She let Webb in once they arrived at her apartment almost at the same time. "Okay Webb, let's get this over with," she told him.
"How long have you been in love with him?" he asked as soon as they were inside the apartment.
"What?!" exclaimed Sam.
"How long have you been in love with him?" he repeated.
"Who are you talking about?" she asked to give herself more time to adjust to what he was asking.
"Chegwidden, and don't bother to deny it, I'm a trained observer."
"Why in the world would you think that I have feelings for him?"
"The looks you kept throwing at him," Webb paused and then added, "and he feels the same about you."
Sam snorted, "Now I know you're crazy!" she stated then started laughing.
"Believe it or not, but I know what I saw."
Before Sam could respond to that comment there was a knock on the door.
"I think that means the make-up artist is here," Webb said.
Sam checked the peep hole in the door and told Webb she didn't know who it was, so he looked and nodded that he knew the man.
It took about forty-five minutes to get her ready for her close up. They took the picture and Major Bell was dead.
After Webb and the artist left Sam changed into civies. She packed the few things that she wanted to keep and left Major Bell's life behind. At Sam Blaze's apartment she unpacked and called Gibbs.
She explained what had happened to him and that Major Bell was dead.
"So what happened to Moore then? Did you arrest her?" Gibbs wanted to know.
"That would have been a bit hard since she was the one that killed me Gibbs," Sam answered sarcastically.
To be continued…