(At the Boatshed)
(In the Interrogation Room)
(Emily's P.O.V.)
I opened the door to the interrogation room. Walking inside as I did.
Ryan looked my way instantly, then did a double take. Making eye contact with me. A hint of surprise showed on his face.
I closed the door, and walked over to the table. Not breaking eye contact.
I grabbed a chair from the table across from him, and pulled it out as far as possible from the table without hitting the wall, and sat down.
It was silent between us for a couple seconds, then I said bitterly:
"I'm here. Talk."
A small smile came to his face.
"Straight to the point." Ryan said. "Like always."
"Just tell me what we need to know." I said.
"Are you going to at least let me explain?" He asked.
"About what?" I asked. "How you're not a murderer?"
"You know me, Em." Ryan said. "You know I didn't kill anyone you think I killed…..Despite how pissed off you are at me."
"You're right." I said. "I am pissed at you. In fact, I'm BEYOND pissed, and hurt by what you did, not once, but TWICE….Knowing who you are, though…..I don't know who you are at all."
"I didn't change." He said.
"Yeah." I said. "No kidding."
Ryan just stared at me.
"I had no other choice, baby sister." He said, softly. "Not then. And not in Montreal."
"Everyone has a choice." I said. "It just depends if you make the right one or not."
Silence filled the room as Ryan and I stared at each other.
Then, Ryan broke the silence by asking:
"How's your partner?"
"He's not my partner." I said.
"He was in Montreal." Ryan said.
"Temporarily." I said. "And I don't see why you would care. You made it pretty clear you didn't."
"That's not true, Em." Ryan said. "That's not true at all."
"Then tell me what I need to know." I said.
It was silent for a couple seconds, then Ryan said:
"Ok….But before you ask anything, you should know something about me…..Something that will hopefully make sense why I left Montreal."
I stayed silent and waited for him to continue.
"I work for the CIA." Ryan said.
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(At the Boatshed)
(In the Main Room of the Boatshed)
(Callen's P.O.V.)
"Whoa." Kensi said. "I did not see that coming."
When Emily went into the interrogation room, Kensi, Sam, and I gathered around the T.V. to watch her interrogate Ryan.
"Tony, what the HELL happened in Montreal?!" I heard Deeks ask angrily.
Deeks was currently pacing back and forth behind us, talking to Tony on the phone.
A not so happy Deeks called him as soon as Ryan asked how Emily's partner was, and how he was in Montreal with her.
As soon as Ryan said he works for the CIA, I took my phone out and called Eric. Putting it on speaker as I did.
He answered on the second ring.
"Yeah?" I heard Eric ask from the other side of the phone.
"Eric, check to see if Ryan Taylor is CIA." I said.
"Already looking." Eric said.
"I don't CARE if it's classified!" I heard Deeks shout. "I want to know what the fuck happened there!"
"….Did Deeks just-" Eric began.
"Ignore him, Eric." Sam said, cutting off our surprised computer analyst. "Just keep searching for Ryan Taylor."
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(In the Interrogation Room)
(Emily's P.O.V.)
I was silent for a couple seconds, then I said:
"I don't believe you."
"I'm telling you the truth." Ryan said.
"Oh, like, how you were telling the truth when you said you wouldn't leave?" I asked. "…Look how that turned out."
Ryan looked away from me.
"I am CIA." He said.
Then he looked back at me.
"Fine." I said. "If you're a CIA Agent, why did you try to get away from me and Kensi?"
"I have a lot of enemies." Ryan said. "Even you know in this line of work people get pissed at you and want you dead. If you were in my position, you would have done the same thing."
Point taken, I thought.
"What were you doing with Maxwell Stevens car?" I asked.
"Max is a friend of mine." Ryan said. "We've been friends for years. I'm on vacation and was visiting him. He let me borrow his car to do a favor for him…Which was more like him doing me a favor because of what it was….Look, is he in trouble? If so, I want to know why."
I ignored his question and asked:
"How did you two meet?"
Ryan was silent for a moment, then, he said:
"I met Max shortly after I left home…..we left New York together and we ended up living together until he joined the Marines. I, on the other hand, got a job, went to high school, and paid my way through college, later joining the CIA. And when he came home, he stayed with me until he moved out here."
"What did he want you to do for him?" I asked.
Ryan hesitated a little, then he said:
"He told me to go see you."
"You're lying." I said.
"No, I'm not." Ryan said. "Max saw you at a house with that guy that was in here before you were. Not the SEAL but the other one, along with a golden retriever. In fact, he saw you there a couple times by chance throughout the past couple of weeks…..After he told me that, he gave the address, handed me his car keys, and told me to do a him a favor and go over to the house and talk to you…That was where I was going before you and the very hot female agent brought me here."
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(In the Main Room of the Boatshed)
(Callen's P.O.V.)
Ryan was going to my house?
How did Maxwell Stevens see us without me noticing?
"Tony, tell me now!" I heard Deeks say angrily. "I don't care what time it is where you are, or if you promised Emily you will keep it a secret, I want to know what happened in Montreal."
"Hey, guys," Eric said suddenly from my phone.
"What is it, Eric?" Sam asked.
"Ryan was telling the truth." Eric said. "He is a CIA Agent. He joined straight out of college."
"Tony!" I heard Deeks snap. "I know you know about Emily's brother. I know he was in Montreal when you two were. Now, he's here as a suspect. I want to know what the hell happened and I want to know now!"
"Whoa." I heard Nell say from the other side of the phone.
"Ignore him, Nell." Sam said.
"No, it's not Deeks." Nell said. "I looked a little more into Ryan, and turns out, he has a criminal record."
"What kind of criminal record?" I asked.
"Stealing, robbery…." Nell said. "He was even arrested for assault."
"He doesn't look like the type to do that." Kensi said.
"Tony!...Tony!" I heard Deeks say. "…..That bastard hung up on me….I'm calling him back right now…."
"When did the arrest happen?" I asked.
"Not recently." Eric said. "It all happened before he was eighteen. After that, he hasn't been in trouble."
"Who did he assault?" Sam asked.
"Someone named Fred Davis." Nell said. "It happened when he was fifteen. Ryan claimed it was in self-defense, but the cops and the Judge didn't believe him. However, Davis dropped the charges and filed a restraining order on him to stay away from him and his daughter."
"Who's Davis' daughter?" Kensi asked.
"I don't know." Nell said. "Some of the things on the restraining order are blacked out. Including her name. I'm going to try to find a way to see around it or find another copy."
"Damn it!" I heard Deeks say.
I looked at Deeks to see he was glaring at his phone.
"You know what? Fine." Deeks said angrily. "If he's going to ignore me, let's see how he likes it when Gibbs gets involved."
"Kensi," I said, looking at her, as I remembered Gibbs rule about sleeping.
"On it." Kensi said.
Kensi walked over to Deeks and snatched his phone away from him.
"Hey!" Deeks said, looking at her. "Give that back."
"No." Kensi said. "You have to calm down."
"Kensi," Deeks said warningly.
Then, Deeks made a move for his phone.
Kensi avoided him, and tossed his cell phone to Sam, who caught it.
Deeks looked at Sam, as Sam held Deeks phone up.
"Go ahead." Sam said, challenging him. "Try to take it from me. I dare you."
"…..I could if I tried hard enough." Deeks said.
"Sure you could." Sam said, amused by Deeks answer.
"Nell, Eric, look more into this Fred Davis guy and get back to us." I said.
"Will do." Eric said.
Then, I hung up the phone, and began to watch Emily interrogate Ryan once again. Hoping it would somehow answer some questions of my own.