Morgan pulled first on one arm, then the other. She made a face at the rope binding her to the chair and studied the room again. Apparently, Lenier had already been there to set up his tools. Her gaze flitted over the table containing them, finding it easier to pretend she didn't see them. She licked her lip, grimacing at the coppery taste. She hadn't made it easy for the masked man to get her here.

Speaking of the man, he walked through the door-alone. "Think you could answer some of those questions now?" The man rolled his eyes and waved his hand at her. "Okay…so, Stevens saw you planning a weapons deal. With whom?"

"A few street gangs that were planning a coup on their rivals."

"I see…Please continue."

"Stevens turned his tape into his superiors and I work for his superiors." If Morgan could see his face, she knew he would be smiling. "You see Stevens couldn't see who it was setting up the deal, so when he turned it in, well, it landed on my desk first."

It was all making sense, sadly. All of it, except for where she fit in. "Why do you need me?"

This question made him angry. "I don't want to lose all of my contacts, my money. I need to know how much detail you gave NCIS about me. I thought taking care of Stevens would be enough! Then, I read that article." He glared at her before turning away and beginning to pace.

"I have another question," She called out.

"What?"

"Why did you need Lenier to meet with Petty Officer Stevens?"

The man paced in front of her chair. "I wanted to make sure no one else had been told of the meeting. Yes, I had the tape, but if he told anyone else, my deal was over. I'd lose my money."

He was getting anxious; Morgan's leg bounced, unconsciously mirroring the agitation rolling off of the man. "You know, I've been searching my memory, and I just can't find a movie that fits this set-up." She scrunched her face in thought; Tony would be so disappointed in her.

"Shut up."

She ignored him and continued, "Though that was an interesting twist, having Lenier come in as backup. I'll give you a few points for originality on that."

"I said shut up!" The man started pacing faster.

"Sorry, it's like I can't stop. I don't know if it's normal either, I've never been in a situation like this before-" Her head jerked sideways with the blow. "Ow, ow, ow. Really? You know what, you need a vacation. Time to relax, chill out…"

"SHUT UP!" His phone started ringing, but he ignored it. He stalked towards the table, grabbing a knife and spinning back to face her…Only to freeze when the Cops theme song started playing. From Morgan's pocket. She couldn't help it; she burst out laughing. "I changed…the ringtone after…after this whole mess started. Fits, doesn't it?" She explained between peals of laughter. The laughter faded as she looked at the man. "You probably should have checked my pockets, no?"

He snarled and raised the knife-"Freeze! NCIS! Drop the knife!" The agents swarmed into the room, focus and anger making their faces so much different than Morgan had seen. Her heart swelled, then broke. The case was over. Once they got her statement, she'd never see them again. She wanted to be a part of this team.

She watched them secure the masked man. "Where's Lenier?" Gibbs barked, as he pulled off the mask. For being the mastermind behind a weapons deal, he looked rather undistinguished. Pale blond eyebrows, pale blue eyes. But when he smiled, Morgan could detect the cockiness and…she fumbled for a word here…craziness? He slid his eyes to Morgan, and then threw back his head, laughing.

"He's not coming," Morgan said, slightly dazed. "That was him on your phone, wasn't it?" She didn't need to ask, she knew. "He's gone, now."

"Don't worry, mon ami," he said sarcastically, "He won't forget you. You made quite an impression on him."

"Shut up," Gibbs growled, as Tony moved to stand watch over the man. Tim and Ziva stood by the door, keeping an eye out, since the rest of the building hadn't been cleared yet. Gibbs cut the rope and helped Morgan stand. His hand lifted her chin to look at her bruises. "Next time, duck" He said softly.