A/N - This is the final chapter of this story. Sorry, if some of you don't like the way this story ends, but this is how I planned it from the beginning. I feel like this is a classic NCIS ending. Thanks for reading.
"Her name was Ava. She was three years older than me. She and I were very close, she always was very protective of me. And she hated Martin, from the moment she met him," Rory said quietly, with her eyes glued to the table. Gibbs watched her closely.
"Why did she hate him?"
"She knew that he was no good for me. She was always trying to talk me into leaving him. Ava and Martin even had a few public arguments. Ava slapped him at my birthday dinner last year," Rory said with a small chuckle at the memory.
"Martin and I have been arguing lately, he's been accusing me of having an affair. Whenever we argued, I'd call Ava and vent about it."
"Are you having an affair?" Gibbs asked as he scribbled something down on a note pad.
"What?" Rory asked, momentarily shocked by the question. "That's personal, Gibbs."
"So you are having an affair?"
"No!" Rory hissed. "Of course not. I would never."
Gibbs nodded. "Why did Martin think you were having an affair?"
Rory glanced at the one-way mirror behind Gibbs, nervous that they weren't alone. "I've been informing on Martin for the FBI."
Gibbs showed no sign of surprise at Rory's revelation. "I know," he said.
"How do you know?"
"I have friends at the FBI. Go on."
Rory glared at him for a moment before continuing.
"One night, we were having our usual argument when I decided that I would finally take Ava's advice and leave. So I called her, packed my bags, and went to stay with her," Rory explained.
"I stayed with her for about a week before Martin started making threats. He was jealous. Ava visited the same convenience store every day after work, Martin knew her schedule. He had one of his guys plant a bomb in the 7-Eleven, my sister went in and she didn't come back out."
"How do you know it was Martin?" Gibbs asked.
"He had been threatening to do it all week," Rory said, sadly.
"And you didn't try to prevent it?" Gibbs asked incredulously.
"I begged her to stay home, but Ava lived for her job. She thought Martin was bluffing."
"What did Ava do for a living?" Gibbs asked.
"She worked for the FBI. She was a Special Agent like yourself. She was the one who convinced me to become an informant."
A single tear slipped out of the corner of Rory's eye. She quickly wiped it away, hoping Gibbs hadn't seen it. But he had seen it.
The sound of a fist banging on glass rang throughout the small room. Rory's eyes grew wide as she realized that someone had been listening from the other side of the glass.
"Gibbs!" she hissed. "You said that we were alone!"
"That's Director Vance. He just gave me the OK to let you go."
"Oh. What will happen to Martin?" she asked.
"He's going away for a long time."
Rory stood, and smoothed out her clothes. She ran a hand through her hair and winced when her hand brushed against an open cut from running through the woods.
"DiNozzo is waiting for you in the hall," Gibbs said. "He'll escort you out of the building."
Rory extended her hand to Gibbs, and he shook it.
"Thank you, Agent Gibbs. I owe you one."
"I'll be sure to collect."
Rory left the room and Agent DiNozzo escorted her out of the building. She walked out the front door of NCIS, and breathed in the fresh air. I'm not free yet, she thought. A yellow cab was waiting for her. She got in, and asked to be driven to the airport.
A thin woman dressed in all black stood alone on the busy sidewalk. She was holding a large black suitcase, and a manila envelope in her hands. As people walked past the woman, no one dared to get close to her. There was something about her that was intimidating. A yellow cab rolled to a stop in front of the woman, and she smiled a small smile. Rory.
Rory Adler climbed out of the cab, and approached the woman in black.
"Hello, Sis."
Rory reached out and embraced the woman in a tight hug.
"Do you have my passport?" Rory asked as they broke apart.
"Yes," the woman answered.
"What about yours?"
"I've got them both," the woman said. She waved the manila envelope through the air.
"Good. Then Let's go. Monterrey, Mexico, here we come." Rory grabbed the woman's arm and together they began to walk through a door, where they would buy their plane tickets and fly off into the sunset. But before they could enter the building, a tall man with gray hair blocked their path. He smiled a sly smile at them.
"Hello, Rory. Hello, Ava. I hate to interrupt your little permanent vacation, but you two are coming with me," Gibbs said with a smile.
"This isn't what it looks like, Gibbs-" Rory began.
"Wait, who's Gibbs?" Ava asked her sister.
Rory spun around, preparing to run for it when she slammed against a hard surface. Much to her dismay, she looked up into the eyes of Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo.
"Where are ya running to, Rory?" he asked. "Oh, and you must be Ava! You look pretty good for a dead woman."
People were beginning to stop and stare. Gibbs slapped a pair of cuffs onto Rory's wrists, while McGee cuffed Ava Adler.
"You and your sister faked her death," Gibbs said. "How creative. I knew you were smarter than Martin Armando, but I didn't know you were equally as devious."
"We only faked Ava's death to protect her. Martin blew up that 7-Eleven, and for all he knows Ava was in there," Rory said pleadingly.
"But she wasn't," Gibbs declared angrily. "And that means that you've been lying to me all along, Rory. And that's not something you should ever do."
The team took Rory and Ava Adler back to NCIS. And this time, there would be no escaping.
