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Chapter 8 the conference room
An hour has gone by since the video conference with the CIA. An agent came by to pick up anything about the case, besides Alex. The whole team including Abby, Doctor Mallard, and Vance signed the OSAs and were crammed into a conference room with Alex, who personally did a quick sweep and muted the security feed. All the NCIS personnel were patiently staring at Alex, waiting for him to begin his explanation for everything.
"Okay who wants to ask their question first? Then we will go around in a circle like at school." Alex said as he sat at the head of the table.
"Who are you really?" Gibbs asked.
"I am Agent Alex Rider, I work for MI6, CIA, ASIS once, and others."
"How many languages do you know?" asked Ziva.
"More than I can count." He said in Hebrew.
"Have you really traveled around the world?" Tony asked.
"Yes, most of them on missions."
"How did you block the security feed?" McGee asked.
"I have a special code for that."
"Do you have any family left? I know you said MI6 is your legal guardian but still..." Abby said.
"No sadly I do not, but do not pity me, I know you were without your biological parents growing up."
"How?" asked McGee.
"I had access to a computer, and I had a code to get all your information, that was how I knew Gibbs was a marine sniper."
"With what I saw during your examination, you should still be in a hospital, why are you not?" Ducky asked.
"Because Dr. Mallard, I heal surprisingly quick, I don't like hospitals, and I don't enjoy lying around being a sitting duck."
"How long have you been working for MI6?" asked Vance.
"I have worked for them since I was 14. It all started when my uncle died while on a mission, I got too curious and they blackmailed me into working for them."
"That's so sad." said Abby.
"Okay, why did we have to hand over the Callaway case to CIA?" Gibbs asked.
"Because his death was a job I was assigned." Alex shrugged.
"So you really did kill him?" Abby asked.
"Yes Abby, no matter how much you want to not believe it, I did kill him and I have killed a lot of people before him."
"But why did he have to be dead?" Vance asked.
"Because he was a traitor to his country and was a member of a terrorist group I am far too familiar with."
"Which one?" Ziva asked.
He sighed, "SCORPIA," everyone was silent, either from confusion or in shock, Ziva and Leon were wide-eyed.
"How do you know about that?" Vance asked.
"What do think I was involved in that required level 17 clearance? some corrupt girl scouts (A/N: lol I am a girl scout, I remember this time a congressman from Ohio made a comment about girl scouts being 'evil little cookie pimps')
"Don't you know who brought them down?" Alex asked the director.
"A british spy from MI6, but nothing else was shared with me." Leon answered.
"Well that was me, and they are pretty big on revenge, that's why it was kept secret, in case any double agents overheard."
"Okay, I am still trying to grasp the concept that he is a teenage spy, but how would you take down a terrorist organization? Hack into their mainframe and shut down their communication network?" asked Tony who chuckled a little in disbelief.
Alex stood up and slammed his hand on the table, everyone jumped at the serious atmosphere that came off Alex at that moment. "No I killed just about all the members of their head of operations. And them being furious is an understatement, because they have tried to kill me before, they have tortured me, killed all those close to me. But I still am alive because they trained me for some time, I was not proud of it; but they are not to be taken lightly, and neither should I, Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo." Alex spoke with such seriousness, yet he was so calm as he spoke. He scared all of them a bit, especially Tony, who Alex was staring at, and Tony saw the anger, pain, and pure hate when he met Alex's eyes.
Tony shrunk under Alex's gaze, for a moment the room was quiet, the agents were glancing each other, almost daring one another to speak first. No one spoke, Alex sighed and slowly recomposed himself as he sat back down in his chair, the others slightly relaxed but a few felt a bit nervous being in the room with Alex. They waited for him to speak, yet he sat there with his eyes closed, his hands clasped just touching his lips as he took deep breaths.
He opened his eyes to see that all the adults were staring at him. "I apologized for that outburst, but you need to realize that things about me are classified for a reason. My history is not all daisies and sunshine, it's more like thunderstorms and wildfires. Most of my employers have acknowledged this truth and know not to cross me unless they have a death wish. Now I know you will have even more questions for me, so you can continue, I will try to restrain myself next time." Alex softly chuckled after the last part, the NCIS gang looked between each other at the change of pace that they just witnessed.
"So you trained with terrorists, who else did you train with?" Gibbs asked to get the ball rolling again.
"Before my first mission I spent eleven days at Breacon Beacons in Wales with the SAS."
"You did mention Wales in my office when you called Byrne." Leon added.
"Yes, I trained with the K-Unit there, being so young they kind of picked on me saying how I shouldn't have been there in the first place, so we didn't really get along that well. On later missions they kept showing up, so we eventually got to be friends, but those men can be such idiots at times, I've felt like the adult among kids." Alex started to laugh thinking about them. "But they are good men, but can be bad role models most of the time."
"I recall you told me about the men you trained with," Ducky spoke. "You said how they had very foul language which you got use to."
"Being soldiers and what we experience cursing seems to be the only way to properly describe it."
Then there was a knocking at the door, whoever was on the other side of the door was impatient because he opened the door as soon as he knocked. He had silver hair like Gibbs, he was short, small in most ways but had a trench coat on. He saw Gibbs and stopped looking around the room then.
"Ah, Jethro, I've been looking all around for you. I need you to give me what you have on Callaway." The stranger said like he was in a relay race, eager and impatient.
"You're a little late there, Tobias, the CIA picked it up over an hour ago. What do you want with that?" Gibbs responded.
"I can't tell you, its highly classified." Fornell answered.
"Like Level 17 classified?" McGee asked.
"Did you hack into the mainframe again, McGee?"
"No, I told them," Fornell jumped when he heard the british accent, as he saw Alex, he swallowed. "hello Tobias, nice to see you again, sorry again about your car." Alex said.
"You again." Fornell laughed as he walked over to shake Alex's hand. "I actually got a newer car thanks to you and it drove the wife nuts."
"How do you know Alex?" Tony asked.
"This little lunatic stole my car to make a quick getaway, then it was found crashed in the Potomac."
" You kept it to drive your wife bonkers, and I'm the lunatic?." said Alex.
"You were the one who broke into my house to apologize, then you knocked me out when I tried to arrest you." Fornell retorted.
"That's true,"
"So why are you here, don't you belong in England or something?"
"First sign this, then I can explain," Fornell signed the OSA then took a seat. "I am working for the CIA at the moment and I was the one who took out Callaway."
"So why are you at NCIS?" Fornell asked.
"I showed up at Gibbs' crime scene as they were investigating Callaway, and I gave Gibbs that pretty rainbow on his jaw."
"Okay. I will tell my director that the CIA has dealt with Callaway, he can contact the CIA after that," Fornell stood up to leave. "Good night, I got a load of other cases waiting at my desk and my nice car to drive me there. Hopefully I won't see you again Alex, you alway have some kind of trouble tailing you."
"Bye, Tobias." With that, Agent Fornell left and Gibbs shut the door. "So where were we?" Alex asked.
"You were talking about your unit." Gibbs said.
"Right, they are good people to have watching your six, but I have saved their butts so many times, I've lost track. Next question."
"How many missions have you been on?" Tony asked.
"Close to twenty in the past two years, both official and personal off-the-books missions."
"So you could say that you're a mi-"Tony was cut off by Alex giving him a hard glare.
"Don't even go there, do not even think about saying what you were going to say."
"What was he going to say?" Ziva asked. Tony looked a bit scared, Alex sighed.
"He was going to say that I was a 'mini james bond' which I am not, he was not forced to go on missions, they gave him a gun; while MI6 will not allow with me, they send me to my death on most of my missions but wouldn't dare give a minor a gun."
"Then how did you get those guns we found on you?" Vance asked.
"They were gifts."
"Why would any- you know what, that was a stupid question." Tony said.
"One was from Joe, he gave it to me when I took this assignment, he felt it was a small gift after Ark Angel."
"Ark Angel? You mean that was you?" Leon asked.
"Yes, an eco-terrorist group, I believe, I was up against, that's why Joe made that comment, I have a habit of blowing stuff up. Then I landed in the Pacific Ocean after re-entering the atmosphere."
"You've been to space?" Abby asked.
"Ark Angel was a space station that was going to attack the D.C. area, so as I destroyed it, yes I've been to space."
"Was it awesome?" Abby asked.
"Yeah, it was beautiful, so peaceful up there. Anyway the gun was a gift, the other one was a handmade one from a friend from MI6, he specializes in gadgets and weapons, that one is a gun, a taser, as well as a flashlight, and it is fingerprint sensitive so only I can use it. Doctor Mallard," Everyone looked at Ducky then. "You've been very quiet, was there anything you wish to ask me?"
"Well I do believe you since I have seen your scars, but many would break after so much pain, how are you not completely broken after everything?" Ducky asked after giving it some thought.
"It was not all at once, and if you have all the pieces, you can fix what was once broken. So whose to say I haven't been broken before?"
"You mean to say you've been tortured on multiple occasions." Ziva asked.
"Sadly, yes, but most of my injuries were from in action, like escaping a burning warehouse, being shot by a man with decent aim while running away, falling the wrong way, hand-to-hand combat, you get the idea." Then Alex yawned after hearing his stomach growl.
"Its getting late." McGee said noticing it was already dark out.
"Yeah, and I am no good to you if I'm asleep, and I don't think I ate at all today."
"So who takes him?" Vance asked.
"I will, if SCORPIA does try anything, I think he would be safer with me." Ziva volunteered.
"That's fine with me, but I will need food. Before I forget, unless any of you have a death wish, do not try to wake me up; Fox told me once that I had Eagle pinned and my knife at his throat when he tried to wake me up once in the barracks, I vaguely recall that incident since I was only semi-conscious at the time."
"Eagle? Fox?" Abby asked. "What, did you hang out with wild animals?"
"SAS uses code names," Gibbs clarified. "Fox and Eagle are two men in K-unit?"
"Yes, there's also Wolf, the leader, Snake, the medic, and me, I was Cub, the only fifth member of a SAS unit." Alex yawned again. "Now I don't know about you guys, but I have been awake since 2 this morning, barely ate anything, and have been running around all day, so I need some food and rest."
"Come on Alex, lets grab your stuff and head to my apartment. We can grab something from McDonald's on the way." Ziva said she looked at everyone in the room as she walked out behind Alex. "I'll call if anything happens, good night." Then she closed the door behind her, leaving everyone else in silence.
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