AN: sooooooo sorry we haven't updated in a while! Been super busy with our freshman year! F.y.i. this story is co-written by crazedreader96a.! Also, we have a lot of sugar with us right now. Enjoy!
Chapter 2
Sitting on a bus is boring. Especially when you've been stuck on a bus from Washington D.C to New York City. It. Sucks. At. Life. My sister on the other hand was passed out in the seat next to me. Just then, the driver came up on the speaker.
"We have halfway to New York City," he said.
"Someone shoot me," I muttered.
"Gladly," my sister said, still asleep. I blinked in surprise at her outburst.
"Thanks Alicia," I said. By the way, I'm Auden. We just came from a meeting with the SECNAV, the director of NCIS, and the director of NCIS: LA. And in my bag, my brand new Sig. Idiots. The reason we were going to New York City. To find the base of operations for NCIS: NYC. And they're trusting TWO sixteen year GIRLS to run, hire, and be field agents at a government agency. Again I say, idiots. I rested my head on the seat, trying to ignore the insistent chatter of the people behind us. Curse us for picking the front seats. I shot my hand back and found another caught in my grasp. I turned my head to find a boy probably no older than 7 staring at me.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"What's in your bag?" he asked me.
"I'm afraid that's none of your business," I told him. "Mind your own business." I turned away and let his hand go.
"Trouble Aud?" Alicia asked me.
"Just a noisy kid," I said. I closed my eyes and prayed for sleep to take me. Luckily I got my wish.
We were awoken by the bus jolting to a start.
"Huh?" I said, sitting upright and nearly reaching into my bag. Alicia's hand settling on my shoulder calmed my nerves.
"Relax," she said. "The bus just stopped."
"Yeah, yeah," I said, getting up and grabbing my bag. "Let's go, we have a lot of places to scope out as possible options. Let's start with the basement of the UN." We quickly grabbed a cab with our whistling skills and told the driver our destination. We got out of the cab and walked right in, flashing our badges as we went. Clearly we were important. After quickly conversing, we realized that this wasn't going to be our resting place.
"Well I guess we're not staying here."
"No shit Sherlock," Alicia said.
"Watch it Watson," I said. "Now come on. We have more places to go without much time." I grabbed her arm and dragged her out of the building.
"Where are we going next?" she asked.
"Let's a ferry," I said. "We can look at different locations from the water."
"Smart," she said. We grabbed another taxi and quickly piled into it, giving our directions. We got in line and barged through the crowd, showing our badges as we went. No objections were made.
"No guns on the boat," a worker told us. I fought the urge to roll my eyes.
"Really?" Alicia asked. "Are you sure?"
"Positive," he said, but he sounded unsure.
"Wrong answer," I said. With that, we flashed him our badges and walked on the boat, death glaring him along the way.
"Idiot," we muttered, taking our seats. The boat lurched to life and we stared out the window, eyeing possible vantage points. While sitting on board I turned to my sister.
"Ellis Island is out of the question so I vote we go with the base of the Statue of Liberty."
"Good thinking. Oh and one more thing, Sam and Callen will be waiting for us when we get there." And then she plugged her ears.
"Oh HELL no!" she said. "No! No! No! You know I can't stand Sam!"
"Well I can't stand Callen," I said.
"Well get over your crush on Sam!"
"I'll get over mine when you get over yours."
"Shut up I don't like Callen."
"And the denial part of our conversation, check."
"Fine. I like him okay. Just don't tell him. I kill you!"
"Too much Achmed?"
"Hey. It's not bad."
"You have a point."
"Do you know Sam drives a blue Prius?"
"No he doesn't. He drives a GTO."
"Haha! You do like him! Only you would know that you stalker!"
"I never denied it."
"Screw you."
"I'll screw you right back."
Our conversation was getting stares, so we quickly shifted positions and went to the operator and told us what we needed to do. He gave us strange looks but complied none the less. We got off of the boat and looked around the island. The security guards walked over to us and told us this was a private area and yet again, we showed our badges. Idiots. Why don't they trust us? Well, we're sixteen year-olds with guns, so that's a bit hard to trust.
We walked around and went to the star, slipping through security and looked inside.
"This is it," I said, touching the wall.
"Yep," Alicia said. "This is it. The base of operations for NCIS:NYC." I pulled my cell phone out and called SECNAV.
"SECNAV, we found it," I said.
"Where?"
"The star of the Statue of Liberty. It's perfect. And we can stay on the island."
"Very good. Nice work." He hung up and I put my phone away. I felt myself getting picked up by a pair of familiar arms.
"Sam," I said through clenched teeth. "Let. Me. Go."
"Grumpy," he said, but put me down regardless. Alicia was in the same situation with Callen, and I couldn't help laugh at her facial expression. She did that same for me.
"This is the place?" Sam asked.
"Why do you think we're here?" Callen asked him.
"Very good Callen," I said.
"Shut up."
"Now that the reunion is over," Alicia said. "Let's look around." We quickly walked through the corridors, and I was taking silent notes, marking where to place everything, and which places to block off so we wouldn't get lost. This place was pretty big, and this was the only the star, let alone the rest of the structure. We had a lot of work to do, and only 4 months to do it.
Little did I know, that so much romance and action were coming our way.