Here it is as promised!
chapter 6 Hotel Room
In the garage, Tony, Ziva and Alex were walking to the office were the keys for the cars were held. Sadly Ziva got the keys first and Tony was already dreading the ride.
Since Ziva was driving, Tony got shotgun and Alex got the back. Ziva could tell that this kid was important to people high in power, so she took evasive manuevers to the hotel.
"Seriously, Ziva, slow down, you're going to make me barf again." Tony said as he was griping his seat so hard that his knuckles were white.
"Again?" Alex asked from the back seat, from what Ziva can see of him from the rear-view mirror, he seemed perfectly content with her driving.
"First time she drove the truck from a crime scene, she was on the wrong side of the road, speeding into traffic, and scaring the crap out of me and McGeek." Tony answered.
"I told you, it was the first time I was driving after being in Europe for six months." Ziva defended herself.
"Well I think the barf stain is still in the truck."
"I said I was sorry." Ziva said as the speedometer increased.
"Ziva, slow down, you're going to make the kid sick," Tony said before he turned to look at Alex, who was acting as if it was a casual sunday drive. "Why don't you look sick? I have not seen anyone so calm when Ziva was behind the wheel, so why are you so calm?"
Alex shrugged. "I don't mind her driving. And I don't get sick that easily."
"Then you must have a gut of steel, to not even be a bit queasy."
Before Alex could say another word, Ziva was slowing down and turned into the hotel's parking lot. When they got out, they quietly walked into the building and went up to the elevator to get Alex's stuff. And to find some guests in the room.
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When they got to the correct floor Alex lead them to the room. Before he could grab the handle, he noticed his door had been opened since he left, thanks to Mr. Smithers, Alex was resupplied with enough gadgets that would last him for months. Alex rewired the automatic door key box to stay green and to send off a high frequency if it was opened by force, and that frequency couldn't be heard by adults and was only strong enough to be heard from a meter away, so it wouldn't bother the other guests.
Alex grabbed his gun from the holster around his ankle, and silently opened the door, since it remained unlocked. The two agents followed Alex's example and grabbed their guns; even if they don't know anything about Alex, they knew if someone's instinct is to pull out their gun, something's up. Alex walked into the main foyer of the room, his steps muffled by the carpet, when the coast was clear, he looked out into the hallway, where Tony and Ziva were still standing, and signaled them to go to the right and that he would go to the left, the bedroom.
Tony and Ziva did as they were told and checked the kitchen, the half bath, and the spare room, usually they would say if it was clear or not, but they knew some one was in the room and if they yelled that they would lose the element of surprise.
Ziva and Tony met up in the hallway to say there was nothing, but before they could speak, gunshots were heard from the last bedroom, Alex's. By the time they got to the room there were three last shots and everything went dead silent.
In fear Ziva yelled out, "Alex!" then ran into the room. In the room the found two full-grown adults dead, both had one bullet to the heart.
"Over here." They turned to see Alex slightly gripping his left bicep as he leaned on the offsite's bathroom doorway, they heard him mumbling a string of curse words under his breath. "Why do I have such bad luck these days?" He asked rhetorically.
"Alex! You're hurt!" Ziva pointed out, with Alex she became more mother-like. Alex's arm was grazed by a bullet and he caught two bullets in his gut, thankfully he was wearing his kevlar vest under his sweatshirt, but he knew that it would form nice little bruises in his abdomen.
"What? This? It's only a scratch." Alex said as he took his hand off his arm to see a bit of blood on his hand, so he wiped it off on his shirt, scaring the agents even more. Then he left the bathroom to look through his stuff.
"Ziva's right, you are hurt. You would've died right here." Tony started before he received a stare from Alex.
"I couldn't have been dead, because they were not allowed to kill me. And I am fine, it is only a scratch; the bullet that got me is now in that mirror." Alex said. Ziva and Tony looked in the bathroom to see a bullet stuck in the mirror as a few pieces fell into the sink. He decided to not comment on the bullet in his kevlar vest, so he contined looking through drawers and his duffel bag; acting unaffected by the dead men on the floor as he walked around the room.
"Why not? Did you kill them?" Tony asked.
"Why they couldn't, is classified. And if I didn't kill hem they would've killed you on sight, without any hesitation; so you're welcome, now where did I leave that bloody first aid kit?" Alex responded.
Ziva looked in the bathroom and saw the kit on the toilet tank and brought it out to Alex.
"Could you guys give me some privacy, I need to take my shirt off to tend this little scratch." Alex asked as politely as he could.
"No can do Alex, this is a crime scene now, we can't leave a minor alone either way." Tony said as Ziva left the room to call Gibbs and tell him to get over to the hotel.
"You let me come in here on my own, didn't you?" Alex asked.
"A mistake that I won't make again. Who are they any way?" Tony asked as Ziva walked back in. Alex resolved by ripping the sleeve of his shirt to tend the small bullet wound. And Ziva took in the faint scars on his bare arm as Alex tended to himself while the NCIS agents just stared stupidly.
"Who they were and their reason for being here and anything else about them, is classified." Alex said as he finished wrapping up his arm.
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By the time the team got there Alex changed into a tank top, to make things easier; but he removed the bullet from the vest which he still had on. So when the team got to the hotel room, Alex told them to just take the bodies as John Does, and to not ask any questions referring to their Identities.
Meanwhile Tim, Tony and Ziva were stuck taking pictures and collecting all the bullets from the walls and the bathroom mirror.
"I can't believe Alex made it out of this alive." McGee said in between pictures.
"He said something about them not being allowed to kill him. So this could've been a possible kidnapping attempt." Ziva said as she pulled another bullet from the wall.
"And I don't think we can call him a kid after this." Tony said.
"Yeah, imagine having to kill two men as a teenager. Like Ducky said, he really does have the maturity of an adult." McGee said as they started to pack up all the evidence. "And I don't think Abby will be happy when she hears that Alex killed two men." Tim added as he started to hear Alex argue with Ducky.
"I assure you, Dr. Mallard, I am fine, I am a big boy, I took care of it myself before you got here." Alex said as Ducky looked at the graze whilst Alex sat on the bed.
"Nonsense, my lad, this shall not go untreated while I am still around. Are you sure you are okay, mentally I mean." Ducky asks.
"Yes, my sanity is the same as it was the last time I saw you. So please don't get your knickers in a twist over me and this little graze."
"May I ask why there is a hole in your sweatshirt that wasn't there earlier?"
"One of the bullets got me, thankfully I had my kevlar vest on, so I am fine, I may get a bruise but I will live." Alex said as Gibbs stood there waiting to ask Alex questions. "Yes Gibbs, you can ask me your questions, I'm stable." Alex joked at Gibbs' awkwardness as he stood there.
"Let's start at the beginning, how did you know they were here?"
"They never shut the door entirely, so the light was still green."
"What happened?"
"Well I entered the room, they opened fire, and I took cover in the bathroom. I shot them, they shot back. Then you showed up. Simple as that." Alex said as Ducky finished up.
"You should not talk about death so lightly, Alex. It is unnatural for someone so young." Ducky pointed out.
"That happens in my world, Doctor, and I don't expect you to completely understand." Alex got up to empty out the drawers of his belongings.
"How did you kill them?" Gibbs asked and Alex gave a small chuckle, making the team a bit on edge as he began packing his belongings and putting everything on the bed.
"I would think a marine sniper would know the answer to that. I aimed my gun at them and I pulled the trigger." Alex stood there checking to see everything was there, but the team was wary since it was not really advertised that Gibbs was a sniper.
"I meant how did you know how to use a gun in the first place?" Gibbs asked as Alex slung a bag over his right shoulder, which was the bag with the disassembled rifle in it.
"That's classified." He said as he grabbed his duffel bag and walked out of the room.
Hope you liked it. They still have no clue what they are getting themselves into.
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