Disclaimer: See the first chapter.
The Info:
As I was riding in the car with Sam and Callen towards a crime scene I heard my phone ring. "Rachel" I said into the phone.
"I got the file you requested, it'll be on your desk when you get back" Nell said.
"Thanks, does anyone know?" I asked, I saw Callen looking at me sharply in the rearview mirror.
"Nope, just me and you, and possibly Hetty, since she knows everything" Nell said.
"Okay, thanks, keep it that way Nell, and watch it for me until I get back" I said.
"Sure thing Rachel" she said before she hung up the phone.
"Everything okay Rach?" Callen asked as I looked down at my phone.
I looked up at him and gave a small smile. "Yeah G, everything's fine, Nell just has something for me at the office is all" I said before going quiet.
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I got to my desk and saw the file sitting on the top. I looked around and then opened the file and began to read. I stopped when I got halfway down the page. No, this is impossible I thought as I reread it. My hands curled into fist.
I grabbed the file and stormed away, grabbing the keys and my phone. I saw Callen watching me, and saw him get up to follow me, but I ignored him. Getting in the car I sped away just as Callen ran out the door. I grabbed my phone and turned it off. Opening the glove compartment I fumbled around until I found my old phone.
Dialing the number I said as the line went through "It's me. I've got what I need. Don't you or the guys defend me anymore. Take care of Callen for me". Then I hung up and hit the gas.
I pulled in front of one of the storage lockers I had in the city of Los Angeles and went into it. The motorcycle roared to life and I smiled fondly. Changing into a pair of cargo pants, black biker boots, a tank top and a leather jacket, I ditched both my phones and the headed to another storage locker that I had across town in Los Angeles.
I opened the door to my second storage locker and began to load my backpack with weapons. I put a gun in the holster that I had on my leg and placed ammunition in the pockets of the cargo pants. I grabbed a bag that contained my sniper rifle and then grabbed a wallet that contained several different IDs, passports, and anything else that I would need, along with a new phone.
Speeding out onto the highway I then headed to San Diego. There was only one person I would be able to trust with this, and even then, the relationship we had was questionable. He was the only one who could tell me the truth though.
I threw the door open at the warehouse in San Diego and had several guns trained on me immediately. "Put the guns down boys, she's a friend" said the familiar voice. Suddenly a man with graying hair stepped out.
"Is it true Mike?" I demanded throwing the file down at his feet.
He picked it up and looked at the file once before coming over and handing it back to me. "How did you get this?" he asked.
"Answer the damn question Mike!" I said.
Finally, he closed his eyes and nodded. I got all the information I needed from one nod. I turned on my heel and started to leave.
"Revenge doesn't solve everything Rachel. One day it's going to come back and haunt you sweetheart!" he called after me as I walked away. He began to laugh, but the sound was cut off by the door slamming behind me.
I stopped just outside the door. I would need help with this, whether I wanted it or not, I couldn't do it alone. Asking G and his team was to risky, I wouldn't do that to them. Asking my men was like signing their death warrants. I wouldn't do that to them, not again. There was only one person I could get to help me, and he was standing in that warehouse.
Sighing I threw the door open and walked back in. He was still standing there, a broad grin on his face.
"Are you in?" I asked throwing him a gun and a clip of ammunition that was in my pocket.
Mike grinned, and quickly assembled the gun, loading it. "They're responsible for the death of the woman I loved, I was born ready sweetheart. Born ready to kick some ass" he said before a slow smile spread across my face.
"Glad that's settled" I said before turning back on my heel and walking out the door. The motorcycle roared to life and I sped away, I would be back later, but right now, I had some things I needed to handle first.
Well, there's the second chapter. I hoped you liked it. You'll get to find out who Mike is later on, but right now, he's going to stay a mystery. Hit the little review button below, I do enjoy reviews! By the way, this one is going to be mostly Rachel's, with a few of Callen. He has a right to be heard on how he feels about the whole situation.
-Haleybug