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Prague:

I gritted my teeth as I took the knife and ran it along the flesh at my arm. I watched the blood trickle down as the knife sliced open the skin. The pain was still the same, but you'd think I'd get use to it after doing it quite a few times. I never did.

I bite my tongue to keep from shouting as my fingers went inside my arm and searched around for the tracker the CIA had placed in me. This wasn't the first time I had done this, but I was sure it would be the last. I found it and pulled it from my arm. Placing it on the ground I slammed my boot on it and heard it shatter into hundreds of pieces. I quickly sewed my arm back up and then put a bandage over it and walked away.

It was done. Rachel Haven, the one here in Los Angeles, the one who was known as the NCIS liaison for the CIA, was gone. In her place was a woman who wanted the people to pay for her family's deaths dead. Of course, I didn't have time to turn in my letter of resignation at the moment. That would have to wait.

. . .

"Never thought you would have joined the dark side sweetheart" Mike said from where he sat, his legs propped up on the table, a cigar hanging from his fingers, smoke filling the air.

"Circumstances change sweetheart" I shot back at him throwing the backpack on the bed and putting the brown bags of groceries on the table.

He began going through them, finding the bottle of liquor he was looking for. Popping the top off he took a swig, and I grabbed it from him. "I don't need you drunk when we do this Mike" I said putting the bottle on the counter away from him.

"Relax, I'm not gonna screw this up, I'm in this the same reason you are, just added a new person to get my revenge for" he answered.

I looked at the man; it had been years since I had seen him. Now that I think about it, it had been sixteen years. He had come to the funerals. And then he had disappeared. I didn't know the reason why back then, but I did now, and now I understood, and forgave him.

"You look good Mike" I answered.

"As good as I'll ever look eh sweetheart" he said with a grin. I rolled my eyes, but grinned. Mike Cunningham could make you laugh under any circumstances.

I headed towards the bathroom and pulled out the bottle of hair dye. I watched my blonde hair turn to a hazel color and I stepped out of the bathroom a few hours later. Mike raised his eyebrow and then said "You really need to stop thinking like a CIA agent; it's gonna be what get's you caught."

"I know what I'm doing Mike, this isn't the first time" I said shortly remembering back to ten years ago when I had been declared by rogue, along with my team, by former CIA Director Richard Stevens. Mike's eyebrows raised in surprise when he heard this.

"Care to share with the class?" he asked.

I sighed and launched into my tale. He had a right to know it.

"Ten years ago, my team and I were declared rogue by the former CIA Director Richard Stevens. You should remember him. My team and I had been sent in to clean up a mission that two fairly new agents screwed up in Amsterdam. Well, it was all about to come out, including the CIA's involvement. They sent me and one of my agents, Victor Rain, to Romania to bring in the international arms dealer Nicola Carp. I knew the only way to get to Nicola, was to get to his son Grigore, so that's what I did.

"Unfortunately, after meeting with one of my contacts, he was killed, and the person who killed him was coming after me, so I ran. I ducked into an alleyway and then ducked into a store, where I found Grigore waiting for me. He knocked me unconscious, and then a few days later, I woke up and found that they had kidnapped me, and Victor. They knew I wouldn't say anything so they made Victor watch as they cut me and tortured me. Finally, Victor couldn't take it anymore; he told them he would tell them what they wanted to know as long as they stopped. I passed out after that.

"When I came to he was nowhere to be found, and they continued torturing me, trying to get what I knew about their operation out of me, I never told them anything. I don't know how much longer I was there, but they gave me one more chance to tell them. I didn't, and they shot me, once in the leg, once in the arm, and once in the abdomen, and then they left me to die. My team and the Navy SEALS showed up and found me. They told me that the Carps had killed Victor weeks ago, execution style.

"As we left three more of my men and a few SEALS died protecting me. Then they got me out of there where I laid in a hospital until my wounds had healed. Then Stevens declared us rogue. We got out of there. My team and I went off the grid; I stayed in America while the others headed to small countries around the world. I headed to Los Angeles, to the only man that I knew could protect me. NCIS Special Agent G Callen, former CIA agent and former DEA agent. I stayed there, until I got a call, my team came and met me, and we got a video from Stevens, he was holding my best friend, and teammate, Dustin Wiles, hostage in Amsterdam.

"I lost it, Dustin was supposed to be in a coma in Italy, but there he was. So, my team and I came up with a plan. We left in the middle of the night and headed to Amsterdam to rescue Dustin. We got there, and we walked into a trap. The guys and I were knocked out, and when I came to, they were still unconscious, so I went to find Dustin. I did, and I got him out of there. Then I was knocked out again. My team brought me to and then we tried to get out of there, but we were surrounded.

"They attacked my team and then they grabbed me and handed me over to Stevens. He was about to kill me when Callen pulled the trigger and killed him. He saved my life, and my teams. We got out of there, and ever since then I've been a liaison to NCIS" I said finishing off the story.

Mike looked at me. "That's where all the scars came from" he said nodding to the thin scars that were all across my arms and the rest of my body. I nodded.

"You love him?" Mike asked.

"Yeah Mike, I do" I said quietly. He nodded in understanding and then grabbed the bottle of liquor and took another swig from the bottle.

So sorry for all of the weird posting, but considering I don't have internet and have to go to the library just to post these chapters, I've decided to put all of the ones I have typed and ready for you up, and then let you guys read them until I get the others up. Hope you enjoyed the little recap.

-Haleybug