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Finished:

"You'll pay for what you did to them" she whispered in the man's ear. He strained against his bindings. She kicked the body of one of the men. He didn't move.

"Not so tough now are you Mikhail?" she asked going to stand in front of him, a knife in her hands. She threw it up in the air and caught it. Mikhail's eyes followed the knife.

Megan walked away from him and then stopped. With a scream of bottled up anger and pain she threw the knife and heard Mikhail Levanda let out a shout of fear. It sounded garbled with the gag tied over his mouth. The knife landed with a thud into the wood beside him. Relief flooded his face, at least, until Megan walked towards him and pulled out the knife.

"I should make you feel what they felt. Every cut, every burn, every wound you inflicted on them I should inflict on you" she said hatred in her words.

She thought back to Callen's words. If you keep killing them, you'll end up just like them.

Callen was wrong though. She would never be like them. "I won't though, I'm not like you" she said before heading over the suitcase she had brought with her. Opening it, Mikhail saw all the guns and knives she had in it. She picked up a gun and slowly began to load it.

The she quickly turned around to face him and fired.

. . .

We cleared the first three floors of the abandoned apartment complex in Venice Beach and headed for the fourth floor. We quickly made our way up the stairs and began to search the rooms. As we exited the first room he heard the shots.

We all exchanged glances and took off running towards the end of the hall. We each got on either side of the door and I nodded to Sam who kicked it open. I was the first in the room.

When I got in I saw Megan standing there in front of Mikhail Levanda, the gun still in her hand. We quickly entered the room and saw she was the only one in there besides Mikhail Levanda. Kensi moved quickly and checked his pulse.

"He's gone" she said, but we already knew that.

I slowly walked up to Megan and gently took the gun from her hands.

"It's done, I'm finished. I'm ready to come in now Callen" she whispered turning to look at me. I quickly handed the gun off to Tony who took it and I caught Megan as she fell into my arms. I lowered us to the floor and held her close, stroking her hair comfortingly. I felt her body shake with sobs, but none ever came to the surface.

That's when I knew. She was no longer the coldhearted assassin Elizabeth Meadows. She was the woman I loved, NCIS Special Agent Megan Hollis.

I saw Ziva standing over by a suitcase. McGee was handing her evidence bags and I saw her putting all the weapons from the suitcase into the bags to take back to headquarters to see if they were linked to any of the other murders.

The coroner rolled the body bag that held Mikhail Levanda towards the ambulance. I sat with an arm wrapped tightly around Megan, a blanket around her shoulders. The paramedics were checking the flesh wound that Ziva had given her a week earlier.

LAPD had repeatedly come up to ask her questions, but I had all forced them away saying she was our agent and this was our case. Gibbs sent them away with one of his icy glares as well.

Megan didn't say a word; she just sat there, staring off into space, staring at her hands. I had tried to get her to talk to me, so had Gibbs and Kensi, but she refused to speak, just stared at her hands. Finally, after a call from Hetty, we were forced to bring her back to headquarters to see what would happen.

"I have to put these cuffs on you Megs" I said softly as Gibbs removed the blanket from her shoulders. She said nothing, but she nodded, like she understood, so I took one arm and then the other and placed them behind her back before closing the handcuffs around her wrists.

Kensi had already searched her, finding another gun and five knives on her, so we knew we were safe.

I placed her in the backseat of Kensi's car and then got in the Challenger with Sam. I knew she would be safe with Kensi, Deeks, and Gibbs. Ziva, Tony, and McGee got into the Charger and we pulled out behind Kensi.

"Do you think she is still Elizabeth Meadows or do you think she's back to being Megan Hollis G?" Sam asked me as we drove. It had been a question that every single one of us had thought about since we found her. None of us had the answer.

"I honestly don't know Sam, but I'm hoping Elizabeth Meadows is gone" I said as I watched the white car in front of me. I could see Megan's profile through the glass, and I could see Gibbs sitting beside her.

"Me too" Sam said quietly. We drove for a few minutes in silence before Sam said "Callen do you still love her?"

I didn't even have to think about my response. I already knew the answer. "Yeah Sam, I do" I said quietly.

"What do you think is going to happen to her?" he asked.

I glanced over at my partner and thought about it. Megan was wanted for the murders of two naval officers, an NCIS agent, and now two Russians in the United States. There were many outcomes, all leading to different endings.

"Honestly Sam, I don't know" I said as we pulled into headquarters. Whatever the outcome of all this, I knew it would affect not just Megan's future, but a lot of ours as well.

Well, Megan finally got her revenge. Reviews make me happy, so leave them for me. One more chapter and then the story comes to a close.

-Haleybug