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Gibbs stood there in the bullpen staring at the plasma that showed the live video feed of the interrogation room where Private Hunterson still remained. Its almost noon and the nineteen year old has barely moved, and that fact alone did not sit right with Gibbs, especially after Ian had turned his head to stare straight at the camera.

"Boss?" Tony asked worried, Gibbs has been staring at the screen for almost ten minutes as if in a staring contest with the kid. Thankfully he snapped out of it and back to his Gibbs self.

"What do we have now?"

"I got his medical file from the enlistment office for Ducky, should I send it down?" Ziva asked.

"Sure, and take Hunterson to Ducky afterwards."

"Got it,." Ziva got up to do just that, Gibbs hoped that Ducky could get a few answers out of the kid, as did the others.

"Nice to see you again, Mr. Hunterson," Ducky says as ziva escorted the Private to the autopsy room.

"Call me Ian sir," Hunterson said as he shook Ducky's hand.

"Then call me Ducky. "

"I will leave you two to lunch," Ziva said before she slipped out.

"Would you like some tea?" Ducky asked after directing Ian to a vacant chair by his desk.

"Thank you,"

"My assistant would be coming back soon with lunch, I hope you like chinese." Ducky said as he poured his guest a cup of tea and brought it over.

"I do, thank you. Spending all morning in that interrogation room was beginning to get boring. Not to mention I didn't have breakfast. "

"My dear boy why didn't you say something? They would have gotten you something to eat."

"The water Agent David gave me was enough to hold me over, and I don't believe they were all too pleased with me so I didn't wish to push my luck."

"Even if they didn't like you they would have gotten you something to eat, though I did see the result of this morning's tussle. Gibbs will certainly have a colorful bruise from your swing, you seem to be quite strong for someone your age." Ducky comments as Ian takes a sip of his tea.

"As you probably were informed I had family in the military so growing up I trained hard and long to be as good as they were to give them a peace of mind knowing that I would be safe back home. When they died," Ian cleared his throat. "they were still my heroes, so I wanted to be just like them, after that I trained even harder and convinced my mother to sign the papers that would allow me into the program where I could live like my father and uncle did."

"And you still had time for your education."

"That was the deal with my mother for her to sign the papers, I had to get my degrees once I was in the program. Its a shame she couldn't know I kept my end of the bargain, she would have been so proud."

"I'm sure she is extremely proud of the man you've become; even though she is not here physically, she is still with you wherever you go, your family always stays with you." Ian had to hold back the laugh at the cruel irony of that, since he has none.

"Thank you, Ducky." he said sincerely before he heard the door open to see a dorky man with brown hair standing there with two chinese take out bags in hand.

"Ah Mr. Palmer, how nice of you to join us. I was starting to worry." Ducky said with humor in his voice.

"Sorry, Dr. Mallard, the line was out the door when I got there. I didn't mean to keep you and your guest waiting." Palmer said as he put the bags down on a vacant autopsy table.

"Its fine," Ian assured Palmer.

"Mr. Palmer this is Ian Hunterson, as you were told he will be the one joining us for lunch." Ducky said as Palmer shook hand and exchanged greetings with Ian before they dug into their lunches.

The team had lunch in the bull pen as they watched the video of Ducky's conversation with Hunterson, a bit surprised by his change in attitude from earlier attempts to talk to him. Earlier he was cold, closed off and maybe a bit cocky with secrets to spare, but when he was talking to Ducky, he seemed more open and reminded the team that he was a teenager without any family and only having the military for a stable environment. From what Ziva commented on, Ian had no issues with being in the autopsy room even though he probably knew there were dead bodies in that room.

"Maybe that's because he has a few skeletons in his closet that we haven't found yet." DiNozzo countered as Vance walked into the bull pen.

"Hopefully that's the answer to the question I have." Vance said.

"And what might that be?" Gibbs asked.

"I just got off the phone with the CIA, who asked me why we were looking into Hunterson."

"What did you tell him?" Gibbs asked.

"That he assaulted two of my agents at a crime scene, but his next question was if we had him in custody."

"Why would the CIA want to know that?" DiNozzo asked.

"He wouldn't tell me but what he did tell me was to drop all charges against him and to give him back all his personal belongings."

"Boss, didn't he say he had connections that would get those charges dropped?" DiNozzo asked.

"But he didn't make a call." McGee pointed out.

"But he was on his phone earlier before we took it, he could have sent a signal." Ziva countered.

"How did a nineteen year old get sucked into the CIA?" McGee asked.

"He could've been a spy kid, or got on their radar the wrong way and they keep tabs on him wherever he goes." DiNozzo suggested.

"You got his phone right McGee?" after a confirming nod from McGee, Gibbs picked up his desk phone and called autopsy, "Hey Ducky, lunch is over, could you bring Hunterson up here? Alright." He hung up the phone, "Maybe you can get an answer from the kid himself."

Ducky brought Ian up promptly and Vance lead the Private and the four agents to a conference room. Once everyone who was suppose to be in there was, the door was shut and Vance finally spoke to Ian.

"Do you have any idea why the CIA would call me concerning you?" Ian kept his face blank as Vance spoke.

"I guess those charges were dropped." He said bluntly which annoyed Vance.

"Answer the question, Private. What connection do you have with the CIA?"

"I don't have any, Director Vance. Now that the charges are of no concern, and you obviously won't let me leave until you have some answers could I at least get my phone back?" Ian kept his straight face as he spoke and gave McGee a courteous thanks as he received his phone, Ian looked took a minute to look through it. "You tried to get into my apps, didn't you?"

"Of course," McGee replied.

"Who do you work for, if not the CIA?" Vance continued to ask.

"That is none of your concern," Ian said without even looking up from the phone, like it didn't bother him that he was being questioned by the director of NCIS, who was getting more annoyed by the minute without an answer.

"It became my concern when you said that they could get those charges dropped."

"It's not like I killed him," Ian said looking at the director, motioning to Gibbs who stood against the wall staring at the Private. "He wouldn't let me leave."

"You came to a crime scene and expected to not be questioned?" Gibbs said, irked that he couldn't get anything off of the kid that got him in the jaw.

"I answered Agent David's question without any problems and then you insisted that I would come with you. When it comes to my job and my employer, I am not at liberty to say," then Ian phone began to ring. "Speak of the suit," he mutters as he answers the call. "hey Joe, I was just talking about you... well I was going to have to due to my current situation... I may have assaulted one or two of their agents as they wouldn't let me leave and I couldn't exactly run away without raising suspicion... No I didn't,... Joe, Joe, would you mind saving the lecture for later once I'm done my job, better yet just forget the lecture seeing as you owe me... It was mine... I was curious as to who was there since I didn't call you yet...Callaway... No, he was getting suspicious for reasons I will lecture you about when I'm not in a room with federal agents staring at me... Yeah, he's here too, probably because of a call he got earlier...Okay, one sec. He wants to talk to you, Director."

Ian hands the phone to Vance who took it cautiously, "This is Direct-oh hello Mr. Byrne, I didn't expect to speak to you again so soon...Are you sure... alright...Yes, sir... okay." Vance handed the phone back to Ian who placed it back to his ear.

"So what's the plan, Joe?... I can live with that... I'll inform them... Not like I can go back out there today,...Yes I'll be good... no promises." At that last comment he glanced at Gibbs. "Bye Joe." He hung up and placed the phone on the table and looked at the NCIS agents and director that were staring at him. "An agent will be by either today or early tomorrow to collect everything you have so far on the Callaway case."

"Why?" Ziva asked, finally speaking up as she was silent watching the phone call progress, noticing how Vance seemed to be more formal with Mr. Joe Byrne than the Private was.

"Because it is under CIA jurisdiction now as I was responsible."

"So you did kill him," Gibbs commented.

"It was nothing personal, as it was my job."

"So you do work for the CIA?" Tony asked.

"It's a complicated relationship that I rather not explain at the moment. The less you know about me the better."

A/N: Hope you liked it, please review. I need to get to sleep as I have school in the morning. Hotel will be the next chapter, again please review what I can do to make it better or what you'd want to see in this story in the future.

-Greekgeekspywannabe

9/16/14