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Chapter 3: Apps

"Abby? What are you doing in here?" Ziva asked as she entered the observation room to find Abby in there looking at Private Hunterson.

"I wanted to see him, the picture on his file did not do him justice." Abby said as she turned back to the window. Ian has barely moved since Gibbs left over two hours ago, he hasn't even said a word. "What are you doing here?"

"Checking on him, there was just something about him I couldn't put my finger on," Ziva stared at him, trying to uncover the mysteries he wore. Ever so slightly he tensed up under her hard gaze, he looked up to meet her eyes, the green irises seemed cold and unnatural, she was almost tempted to look away, she could see he was hiding his emotions well, still he has faced pain and fear, she could tell. "Hey Abby, do you think we should have him looked over by Ducky? He did get into a fight with me and Gibbs this morning." Abby lit up a bit in thought to be gone of the Private's cold gaze. Quickly she left the room to fetch Ducky; Hunterson, there was something significant about that name; Hunter, she was sure there was someone she learned about with that name, but who?

Five minutes have gone by and Abby brought Ducky with her, and Gibbs came into the observation room to stand by Ziva. "You're idea?" He asked.

"Yes, looking at him I could tell he has been in great pain before, needed an excuse to look for any scars."

"His file did say he was in a car accident."

"Not that kind of pain, you could tell by his eyes."

"I know, I saw it too."

"Who do you think he is?"

"Don't know, but we will find out." Meanwhile Ducky was looking over Hunterson's bump on the head and asking the standard questions. He did not take off his shirt, other than that he co-operated with the Doctor. Ducky also commented that he would bring a cup of tea later. He was respectful and courteous with Abby and Ducky, Abby was really curious about Ian and wanted to talk to him longer but they finished pretty quick as he claimed that he was fine.

Ducky left the interrogation room with a farewell, Gibbs followed to speak with him in the hallway. "Well?" Gibbs asked.

"Well no lasting damage from the fight this morning and since he would not let me see his torso I don't know, he claims to have no serious injuries and minor bruising from his spar with Ziva."

"And?"

"I can't tell you much else about his physique other than he seems to be in good shape, exercising a lot, I did see a few bruises and old scars on his forearms, both from burns and knives, other than that he seems as fit as a horse from what I can tell."

"Can you do a psych evaluation? "

"that would require me to spend more time with the lad. When can he leave that room for us to talk?"

"we'll see how today plays out. "

"maybe you could get a hold of his medical file for me before I have that chat with him."

"I'll get that for you."

"now if that is all, I have a dead corporal waiting for me in autopsy" ducky turned to go back to autopsy, probably to ask the dead corporal of his relation with the private and why someone wanted him dead, if he had not done so already.

He could have called his superior any time he wanted, but again curiosity got the better of him yet again. He was making sure that his alias was actually foolproof, not that he was underestimating the Navy cops, he knew better than most what happens when someone is underestimated.

He could tell that he shouldn't with the case of Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs as his file did lay out an interesting picture of the veteran.

Once the doctor was finished with the check up Ian pulled out his phone for a little research on the NCIS team. So far during his time in the NCIS headquarters Ian has met they're forensic specialist, autopsy doctor, team leader, the Israeli, from the file he noticed there were two other members, the MIT graduate, and former homicide detective, and Ian had access to all their files, each person will have no secrets that he didn't know once Ian was done his research.

After Ducky left, Ziva saw that Ian pulled out an iPhone with a camouflage case. He didn't make a call like she expected, he actually looked like he was reading, she didn't know what exactly but even with his blank expression, she could tell he was intrigued by whatever he was doing on his phone. Something about him put her on guard, he was hiding something. With more questions than she had from when she entered, she left.

"aren't most teenagers suppose to be into social media? " Tony asked after Ziva returned.

"usually that's the case, why do you ask? " McGee replied.

"well our nineteen year old private doesn't have any social media accounts, no facebook no twitter no Myspace. Nothing. "

"he has been in the military for the past three years, probably didn't fit in with his peers, he did join the army at sixteen."

"but he has the newest iPhone?" Ziva questions

"what? "

"I was checking on him and he had an iPhone 5 out but he wasn't making a call, more like he was reading something. "

"he said with one call the charges could be dropped so why is he prolonging it?"

Ziva walked into the interrogation room, putting a water bottle on the table for Private Hunterson.

"Thanks, Agent David." He took the bottle and took a sip, his eyes not leaving her as she sat down across the table.

"Usually those we have in here make their calls quickly so they can get out of here. But not you."

"It is true I do have to make a call, but I don't have to actually be there."

"May I see your phone Private?"

"Of course, though there wouldn't be anything of importance to this case or my connection to Callaway." He handed over his phone after he unlocked it for her convenience.

"Why did you not mention you had a fight with Callaway to me earlier?"

"If I did you would've made me a suspect for his death."

"true, but you received no reprimandation for the fight."

"My CO saw me as the victim, I did not throw the first punch, all I did was restrain him from harming himself or others."

"What were you two arguing about?"

"He wasn't happy that I did better than him on the shooting range and combat training. He let jealousy cloud his judgement." For some reason, she felt that he had a double meaning for that last part.

"Did you two not get along afterwards?"

"I had nothing against him, but as my CO suggested I steered clear of him since then." He looked at her more closely. "Is there something else on your mind Ms. David?"

"Your name just seems peculiar, that's all."

"I couldn't pick my name, nor can you pick your family. How is your father?" He jumped subjects, catching her off guard as she was not expecting him to ask such a question.

"How do you know about him?"

"I've been to Israel before, and I have affiliates close to Mossad."

"As far as I know, he is well. Where were you this morning around 0300?"

"I was at my hotel room, barely awake."

"Hotel? Aren't you staying on the base?"

"I do, but was granted permission to stay off base for personal reasons."

"I'll be back in a bit." Ziva got up to leave with his phone still in hand. She went up to the bull pen so McGee could track where the phone has been and find out what info is stored on it.

"What do you got?" Gibbs asked again as he re-entered the bull pen since he was watching the Private again.

"He handed over his phone to Ziva and I'm trying to find anything that connects him to Callaway, so far I got nothing. I checked the GPS in the phone and it was active at the time of death." McGee said not stopping his typing fingers.

"Why did you get his phone?" Gibbs asked Ziva.

"After Ducky and Abby left the interrogation room he pulled it out, I thought he would've made his call but it looked like he was reading something instead. When I asked him for it he was more than cooperative, like he had nothing to hide, he even unlocked it for me."

"Maybe he doesn't, maybe him being there was coincidental" DiNozzo added.

"Rule number 39" (Tell me what rule that is in the reviews)

"Right got it boss" Tony went back to work.

"What do you think, Gibbs?" Ziva asks as Gibbs stares at the plasma screen that has Ian's picture pulled up.

"There's a lot he's not telling us."

"You think if we find his employer we can figure out what he's not telling us?"

"Most likely."

"That's weird." McGee says looking at Ian's iPhone

"What's so weird about an iPhone Elf Lord?" DiNozzo asks joining the others to huddle over McGee's desk.

"These apps he has, I just looked them up at least half of them aren't even on any market that I could search, and when I tried to open them I got a notice saying denied access. And these developers I have never heard of, they call themselves 'IQ' never heard of them."

"Couldn't Ian have made these apps himself, I mean how hard is it to make an app?" Ziva suggests.

"Usually you have a whole team to make an app, and usually they would put it on the market to make a profit, but these are strange apps to start with. 'Crazy Intricate Art', 'James Bond Intel', 'Soldiers Are Survivors', 'Soldiers Down Under', 'New Selective Art', and a few others like that, all by the same developer, and I can't get into a single one of them." McGee says. (Can any one guess?)

"Well you can see a pattern, to this guy the military is his life." DiNozzo notes.

"What about history and contacts?" Gibbs asks.

"He must have cleared his history before handing it over to Ziva and this guy must be paranoid because there was a password to get in to his contact list."

"Did you get into it yet?" Gibbs asked again.

"Not yet, I'm still working on it, Boss."

"Still think that he has nothing to hide?" Gibbs asked Ziva.

"I said he only gave it up willingly like he had nothing to hide, I'm just as curious about him as you are."

"Fair enough. Lets keep looking into him."

"I smell an all nighter." DiNozzo says to himself, settling down in front of his computer to look into Ian Hunterson even deeper if that was possible.

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