A long...long...long chapter. I have never updated such a long chapter. Well, here it is, to make up for my short chapters. So enjoy...

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Chp 3

Emmery sat next to Ella, opposite Tony and Ziva and Tim. Gibbs hovered near Jenny, trying to see over her shoulder until she shooed him away to go sit on a chair. Some other agents from what seemed to be the FBI (the reason being that Sacks and Fornell and strangely his daughter Emily who looked around eighteen were there and Tony was shooting dirty looks in the direction of Sacks) and the CIA (you could tell from their badges) were also there, and a few Secret Service agents in their suits with the small badge stood discretely in the corner. There were also normally-dressed people, yet Emmery guessed that they were the NSA. After a few more agents entered, Director Shepard stood up.

"Good morning, everyone. Well, as you probably know, today we are here for the briefing of an undercover mission that the Secret Service has been working on in conjunction with the CIA. Now I hand this over to you, Agent Cleaver," she smiled at one of the men in the black suits, and he stepped forward. Jenny walked over and stood behind Gibbs, hand on his shoulder.

"Good morning FBI, NSA, CIA and NCIS agents, as well as my own Secret Service agents. We come to you with a mission, as our homeland security is in threat." He clicked a button, and the PowerPoint switched to the next page.

"We fear that there will be an assassination of the President, which is most disconcerting. Yet that is not all. We have found hackers out of American borders to be hacking into the Pentagon's private information storages, yet currently, they have been kept out. Yet they are gaining power and are beginning to crack the harder codes we have set. This is a direct threat as once they gain all the information, our country will be liable to terrorism attacks similar and worse than 9/11. America could be destroyed. We have employed the uses of the NSA agents to help us track who did it, and we have a several hits. Its seems to be almost like a Mafia, yet it is not itself concentrated in Italy. We have found suspects all over the world, and we have narrowed it down to one, one dangerous criminal. We need to clear the threat." The man clicked again. This time, five pictures showed up, portraying the suspects.

"Harvey Beoden. He is a Venezuela operative, and has tried these things before. Yet we think it is not him himself who has tried the attacks. He has many links, many links to help him carry out his dirty work." The man clicked a button on the remote, and the PowerPoint shut down, the room's lights turning back on.

"And now, we can not carry this task out by ourselves. Each of your agency's directors have handpicked you out for this task, and now, we need you to agree to partake in this mission. Who's in?" Cleaver asked.

"Wait, what are we in for?" An FBI agent who looked rather grouchy snapped.

"Oh, yes, forget about that. Forgive me," he clicked the remote and the PowerPoint came back on, the lights went off. But this was a new PowerPoint.

"We will send some of the forty of you undercover, but you will not go as a mass. We will mix and match a bit, so that all of our skills are blended in. We will send one mass, two groups to Venezuela itself, to blend in and find out locally what is going on. Also, we send one mass to England where we suspect he has another partner." Cleaver clicked the button. An image of a well-shaven man appeared, neat in a business suit.

"You suspect Forthead? (Note: pronounced For-theed not Fort head)" Jenny gasped, her voice incredulous. Many agents shook their head at the image.

"Sorry, ma'am, and others who are shocked at this. We suspect all but ourselves, and investigations have led to Forthead, so Forthead we must suspect. He may be a very well known senator, but for all we know, he could be passing on information to Beoden, as he is in such a high position. So one group will go to London, and perform the necessary tasks there. And the rest left will remain at America, to help the others overseas and to tackle what is happening now. So, now who is in?" The lights were back on, and everyone put up their hands to signify that they would join. Cleaver was pleased.

"Good, let us start planning. Now, Agent Fornell," Fornell, Sacks, the grouchy agent and five others steeped towards Cleaver.

"You and your team will be split up. Half of you will stay here, while the other half will accompany the team going to Venezuela. So, Sacks, Dartheath and Smith will stay here, while Rodgers, Cohen, Gaven and Phillips will go to Venezuela. Oh, Fornell, your daughter Emily is to be also involved in the operation, I'll explain shortly. Got it?" The team nodded, and Tony was especially pleased at the slight frown on Sacks' forehead.

"Next, Rodgers, Cohen, Gaven and Phillips will go to Venezuela, accompanied by all of the NSA team with an exception of Donovann and Gapler, who will be staying behind. CIA, we have already sorted out with you, part of you will go to Venezuela, part stay behind, and three of you will go with our NCIS team here, to London," Cleaver stated. He then turned towards Emmery, Ella, Jenny, Ziva, Gibbs, Tony and Tim.

"And lucky last, our NCIS team. Elanore Gibbs and Claire DiNozzo will be accompanying the team. This is essential to the plan, as Senator Forthead has a fifteen year old daughter, as well as their son in university. So Elanore and Claire will be going to her school, and they will befriend her and she might invite them over or leak information essential to us. Emily Fornell will be at the university, so I am sure we have that all planned out. This is well, and we will have the NCIS team undercover. Director Shepard will also be joining the operation, and Vance will take over as the temporary director. Oh, Timothy McGee, you will be remaining behind with us, we need your skills. Now this is all sorted out, and you have had your briefing, get into your teams, I will hand out relevant information to you and start planning. In case you were wondering, the Secret Service agents will stay at base as their main assignment is to protect the President past and present and his relatives, yet we will do our utmost to help with this as the life of the President is threatened. Thankyou, the sheets will now be distributed," Cleaver announced, producing many files and handing them around. There was quite a lot of shuffling, and finally, everyone received the files and were in the relevant groups. The team farewelled a rather disappointed McGee, as he trailed away to the other base team, promising to keep in contact. Fornell and Emily had walked over. Gibbs smiled at his friend.

"Tobias," he greeted, patting him on the back.

"Leroy," he smiled. Ella got up to greet Emily, who she met frequently because of their father's connection. Ziva and Tony had not known this and were looking at the two supposedly "feuding" bosses peculiarly.

"I thought they hated each other?" Ziva asked.

"Well, maybe...Fornell and Gibbs made up," Tony suggested.

Ella introduced Emily to Emmery. Emmery and Emily saw that there was going to be a name problem, as both were called "Em" frequently.

"Hi," they said to each other, and they got into a conversation, the barriers breaking down between them. Finally, Jenny brought everyone to the attention that they had to start planning and this was not a social call.

"Still in Director mode, Jen?" Gibbs asked, smiling wryly. Jenny imitated Gibbs and slapped him on the back of the head. Everyone had been brought to attention.

"Well, Fornell and Emily have joined our team, and everyone here does know them. So we do not need an introduction thing, as I am sure everyone here knows each other. So, we will be leaving next week on Tuesday. We will be on a private plane and the plane takes off at 0600. Everyone," Jenny seemed to be hinting a guilty-faced Tony, "Has to be there on time, or you will be in dire trouble." And so Jenny went on. The plan was that the team was going to go undercover. They would arrive in London with their codenames. Since families were already sorted out, they needn't worry about that. Jenny suggested names, and finally everyone agreed on them. Tony and Ziva would be Tommy who worked as a businessman and Lisa DiNardo, their daughter Mary DiNardo. Jenny and Gibbs would be Annie and James Bandel, James also another businessman, their daughter Eloise Bandel. Tobias and Emily would act as a single-parent family, Tobias retired and Emily at university. This "businessman" disguise would allow Gibbs and Tony to visit an office everyday, which would turn out to be a specially set up home base. This home base was really a part of the British secret service, which was always disguised as an office, which was for foreign agencies, who were in agreement with the British agency, to operate in. Another operation by the CIA was also currently going on in there. Tobias was to also visit there sometimes, as he was a retired manager of the supposed business.

Emmery, Emily and Ella smiled slightly at the thought of going to London. Ziva had told her daughter all about it, and Emmery could not wait to go one day. Ella hoped to visit Paris someday, as she was reminded frequently by Tony and Ziva that her mum and dad had worked undercover there...and she got the drift.

After the planning finished, they all went downstairs to finish the current case.


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