Disclaimers: I do not own the show called the NCIS… I never will and I do not want to.

You want to know everything! How about that this "Frog" freaks me out almost more than Gibbs does when he shows kindness to me! "Alright, from the beginning…. We entered gates of a huge mansion…" Tony started but Kort interrupted him with a swift and sharp wave of the hand.

"As you, your self had said: I do work for the man and I already know his bearings and his home. Do not concern me with such details." Kort said. He shook his head. "I want what he said to you in private because if I know him, he would say something important in private. He is a man to man; intellectual to intellectual kind of being."

Tony bit his lip. "Alight then," he nodded. "Conversation wise!" He closed his eyes for a few second. He let his mind go deep inside to when Rene Benoit had asked him to have a conversation inside his private office. "The conversation in itself was weird and slightly sick in an insane way…" he started.

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"I hope my home has made you feel warm and welcomed." La Grenouille said.

"Pleasured." Was his only reply.

There was a long pause after that. Grenouille had taken out a cigar and handed one to Tony. They both lit the other's up and began smoking.

"So, Professor…" La Grenouille said. He nodded for Tony to sit down as he did as well. "You and my daughter seem to be very close."

"Yes."

"I expect that feelings have arisen."

"Yes. Mr. Benoit."

"Oh, Professor please call me Rene."

"Ok, Rene."

"I'm interested in that profession of yours. You are a Film Professor, no?"

"Yes, I teach about Film such as directing, the classics, and etc."

Rene merely mumbled something French. "You are undoubtedly about to join the family."

"Um…Rene…"

"Nonsense! I know of my lovely Jeanne's heart sick love for you. I will welcome it since she is happy. And you my tear DiNozzo are to be a part of this family you must know the family business."

"Business, sir?"

"Yes, after all even though she is a doctor and you a Film Pro-fessor you must be able to support a lady like my dear daughter."

Another pause. "And I can help you."

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"And that was all he said to you?" Trent asked. His eyes suddenly ablaze.

Tony nodded while he rubbed his chin. "That was everything." He then continued, "I personally thought that disturbing. I, joining a "family" business… Um… A part of me said no thanks."

"And with good reason!" Kort assured. He became thoughtful. He knew the business well but wasn't quite sure on why La Grenouille wanted DiNozzo to join as a plan. "It seems you may want to convince you thanks in part to your love for his daughter to join him."

"As in actually helping him with his arms dealing?" Tony asked, stunned.

Kort nodded. "Yes, that does sound as the right course to go through and quite clever. He will want to convince you to turn aside your loyalty to the NCIS and America and set your gaze on being loyal to him and only him."

Tony began to understand. And that understanding didn't sit to well with him. "So, you are saying to me that… thee La Grenouille wants me to defect and commit treason against my country all because of my feelings for Jeanne?"

Trent laughed. The amusement of the statement that Kort knew wasn't that keen on Tony. Tony glared at Trent but Kort kept on laughing until he let it die down with his eyes suddenly turning serious again. "Not treason but real help for this country." Trent started. He was forming the plan. "You will resist at first. You will play that you don't know what to do for sure. You will emphasize on your love for his daughter and after awhile when the time is right… you will accept him in joining the arms dealing business."

"Great…" Tony scoffed slightly. "I will be breaking how many lies by doing this and I will be betraying many people."

"Gibbs, Dr. Mallard, Abby, Ziva, McGee, and the Director will know nothing. They will question me, sure, on La Grenouille but I assure you that no one will know about your cover except for you, me, and my agency."

"How can I trust your agency? It never was friendly with mine."

"It is friendly with you."

It was Tony's turn to laugh. For quite some time he has been thinking on why the CIA… the Central Intelligence Agency would want anything to do with him. All he knew was that that agency has a reputation of shady business and very bad alliances. "The CIA is friendly with me?" He shook his head. "All I see is the Central Intelligence Agency using me."

"Do I need to explain my people's interest just to have you go along?" Trent asked. He was weary and bored. He needed DiNozzo to change all that. "Fine… You, Senior Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo have been keenly watched."

"So you guys have surveillance out on me."

"I wouldn't call it that."

"Then how would you phrase it?"

"More of a job scout."

"A job scout?" Tony asked, doubting the term with an eyebrow rose.
Kort smiled. "Yes, a job scout." He nodded. "Ever since you decided to become a NCIS agent, my people have become increasingly interested in your progress and history."

"What does my history have anything to do about this?"

Kort smiled again. It was a soft, small, and very sly smile. It gave Tony the chills. "We try to make sure there can be useful and reliant recruits to our agency. So we also look to the other agencies to find others as well as the test other outsiders take."

Now Tony was really starting to get confused. "Are you saying that the CIA is hoping for me to be recruited?"

"No." Trent shook his head but his eyes spelled out humor in volumes of dust inside of the agent. "We do not do that with you. Instead we are willing to wait. We know of your loyalty to the NCIS and we are willing to wait for you should you decide to leave that arena."

Tony licked his lips. The news was almost as shocking as when he found out that his beloved Jeanne was La Grenouille's daughter. He was very shocked and couldn't help but feel a slight disbelief. He couldn't speak.
"I know of your skills well." Trent explained. "You are a master of lies. That is why you are so great undercover. You are the best. And that is something I rarely say. You have always worked well alone and in the dark. That is also something that makes you great. That is something that the CIA enjoys to have on our side. We do not take scouting other agencies agents lightly. If we find one we intend to have them as one of our own but if not… which I seem to see from you… then we will align ourselves to you. Now we do not do that at all very much but my superiors have agreed that you are that man we will hold an alliance to."

Tony couldn't answer. He wasn't sure on what he would say if he did. But then the realization hit him. Trent Kort was serious. The CIA-man was very serious. And that scared Tony because he wasn't sure if he could do it himself. He wasn't sure his skills were that great. But he made his decision a long time ago because if he didn't agree then he wouldn't have been talking to Kort. Yet the shock of the admission no matter how vague and stunning Kort gave to him it was still an issue. "Wow…" he muttered. Then making his voice steadier and louder. "So I am that important… no interested…"

"Yes," was Trent's simple answer.

Tony nodded. He knew that if he took this offer that he will pay some deadly cost but he made the decision already. There was no turning back.

"Alright, CIA-man, I'll do it. I will do all you ask of me. I'll do it all."

And so his fate was sealed.