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The Plan

Before she let go Annie pecked Callen on the cheek, taking in the smell of his aftershave for the first time since being in such close proximity to him today. Annie exchanged one last meaningful look with him where she acknowledged the stunned look on his face. She smiled at that and left his car before he could do or say anything else. He still hadn't left by the time Annie had entered her apartment and looked out the window. Callen was looking up and when his gaze landed on her he smirked that sexy smirk of his that pulled a smile to her face and with that he drove away. Now it was time to put her plan into action… unfortunately.

Annie entered her bedroom and turned on the stereo that was connected to her iPod through blue tooth. She chose her all-time favorites list of songs knowing that it might be the last time she would ever hear them again. She sang along as she pulled out a piece of paper and pen. Annie sat down and wrote out her letter before placing it in a sealed envelope and then turned to her closet and walked into it. She didn't even glance at the clothes and shoes she was leaving behind but went straight to the wall in front of her where her coats hung.

Annie went to the middle of the rack and pushed on both sides to reveal a digital keypad. She placed her hand on it and the hidden compartment immediately revealed itself, transforming the wall into an arsenal. There was row upon row of guns, grenades, knifes, machetes, C-4 explosives, their ammo, and a small compartment where she kept all of her IDs, passports, and money from all over the world. Annie took out various weapons and hid them all over her body; a few spots would have made the guys back at NCIS blush. Hey, just because she was going to her death, does not mean that she won't try and take a few of them down with her. Preferably Stryker so the bastard would never harm anyone close to her again.

When Annie was suited up in her opinion she closed up the arsenal and manually locked it so that the next time she had to open it with her hand, an eye scan, and it was password protected. As she left her closet, she spied her alarm clock on her bedside table and cursed that she only had 10 minutes left to put her plan into action before Hetty put two and two together. She then went to her kitchen and moved her fridge to reveal a steel door. Ah, the perks of living in a building built and owned by the CIA for ex-spooks, even for their cousin agency the NSA. That and it helped that her dad technically owned the building.

Annie opened the door and stepped into the hallway and moved the fridge back into place. She walked through the secret tunnels built into this condo that connected to the sewer lines of L.A. Annie had previously memorized all the sewer routes before moving into the apartment complex so she knew where she was going. When she finally left the sewer lines, she spied the warehouse and walked in. She made nicey-nice with security and got to her storage container. She didn't look at her other valuables as Annie gazed upon her baby, her cherry red Gran Turismo S Maserati with tinted windows.

She entered it and when it purred to life, Annie knew she was going to miss this car and she enjoyed driving it all the way through the back roads of L.A. and to Hetty's house. Driving this baby made her get to Hetty's within 5 minutes which was a miracle at this time of rush hour in L.A. Annie looked in awe at Hetty's house and knew that this was the little ninja's home even if she didn't know the address. It was obvious that Hetty's touch was felt at this house by its exterior and the general aurora of the place. Annie walked up to the detached garage and broke into it but quickly dismantled the alarm system.

This time Annie stared lovingly at Hetty's baby, a silver 1978 Jaguar E-Type XKE. Oh, Hetty was going to kill her for stealing her car but hopefully, if all goes to plan, Hetty would be getting it back with Jason driving it and Aisha in shot gun. She found the keys hidden in a dusty old tea box next to the security alarm she had just disabled and backed the car up next to her's. Annie got out and then parked her car in the Jag's spot in Hetty's garage.

"We had some good times baby, I will miss you but I know that Hetty will take good care of you. Good-bye my love." Annie cooed to the vehicle as she stroked it, with one last kiss on its hood, Annie reset the alarm and locked up the garage before heading off to the meeting site that Stryker set up. It took her longer than normal thanks to the previously empty back roads being congested as well, god she hated rush hour in L.A., but she made it within twenty minutes so Annie didn't feel as pressed for time.

She knew that Stryker would have had the vacant lot watched ever since he had contacted her. He would have made sure that Annie and Travis kept to the plan and did not involve NCIS or any other form of federal or state agency. She didn't have to wait long before two cars joined her in the vacant lot. Four men stepped out of the two non-descript black vans and she saw a camera directed at her on the dashboard in the left car. Annie waved at it but kept a grim expression on her face.

"Tell, Stryker that I am here, alone, and willing to do the exchange now." She said to the men and watched as one took out a satellite phone and called Stryker, or so she assumed. Annie couldn't hear them and waited. Stryker did not disappoint her when he arrived ten minutes later with two more non-descript black vans.

"Annie, it is lovely to see you in person again." Stryker called out as he exited his van. She got up from her position on the hood but kept her arms crossed.

"Let's skip the pleasantries and move onto the exchange of hostages please." She cut to the chase and Stryker smiled at her but nodded his head and motioned for his goons to get Jason and Aisha. Annie let out a shaky breath when the two stumbled out of the fourth van and looked to be in one piece.

"MOM!"

"AUNTIE ANNIE!" The two called out, only Aisha tried to run to her but was held back by one of Stryker's mercenaries.

"I'm glad that you have seen reason on this Annie. I really didn't want to harm a child." Stryker stated nonchalantly although she didn't believe that he had enough scruples to have any form of hesitation on harming a child.

"You didn't leave me much choice in the matter. So how are we going to do this?" She continued, trying to remain unfazed knowing that Stryker was trying to get a rise out of her.

"Alright, you walk towards me as Jason and Aisha walk towards your car. By the time they reach your car, you should be right here beside me. Jason and Aisha will drive off after that. They will be safe and well and you will be… Well that's all you came for here anyways right? To make sure the kids are safe?" He goaded some more but Annie maintained her aloof exterior and nodded in acknowledgement.

"NO! YOU CAN'T DO THIS!" Jason yelled and attempted to fight but he was restrained by the goons who then beated him for his outburst. Annie glared at Stryker for this who just gave her a smirk.

"He started it; he knew he shouldn't fight by now." Stryker shrugged when her glare intensified.

"That is enough." Annie shouted and the mercenaries looked to Stryker for confirmation. They got it at the nod of his head and they stepped away from her son. When he picked himself up, Annie captured his attention.

"Jason, your first priority is to get Aisha back to her father and safety as well as to protect your wife. When you get into the car, drive to your home and call Travis, his emergency number is in the dashboard compartment. Children first, pregnant wives second, and mothers third. Do you understand me?" Her son looked at the confused and distressed nine year-old and grudgingly nodded his head.

"That's my son, now let's do this." She said and Jason straightened himself and grabbed Aisha's hand. As they walked towards each other and all the way until they past one another, Annie kept up her eye contact with Jason, willing him to keep walking. When she reached Stryker she turned to see Jason loading Aisha into the Jag. Jason then walked around and was about to enter the car when he stopped.

"Mom-I-" Jason choked up couldn't find the words like a typical man.

"I know Jason, I love you too and I am so very proud of you. Give Aisha a hug and kiss from me, tell her that I love her too. And for TJ, tell him that I regret my last words to him couldn't be the apology that he deserves." Annie could feel the tears prick at her eyes and was surprised that she still had the ability to create tears figuring that she was all dried up from crying earlier ago. Thankfully, she was able to hold the tears back this time.

"I will save you Mom; I will come back for you." Jason responded, determination filling his eyes and blending with anguish.

"I'm afraid that might not be possible." She said lowly but Jason was still able to hear her.

His determination wavered but she could see the marine training he took kick in with the motto 'never leave a man behind' flashing across his face. Annie knew that her son was going to do everything in his power to save her and if he couldn't save her, he was going to avenge her and make life for Stryker a living hell. Unfortunately, that is not what she wanted for Jason who had a family of his own now that he needed to focus on. But Annie couldn't respond because Jason got back into the Jaguar and drove off before she could.

"Aw, my dear sweet Annie saying her last good-byes. But you are saying good-bye for an entirely different reason than what you think. I'm not going to kill you; I just want to have some fun." Stryker whispered into her ear when he invaded her personal space. However, Annie couldn't react for she felt a prick in her neck and then she was consumed in darkness.

When Annie woke up she found herself in what she assumed was the same rusting metallic room that Jason and Aisha were held in. Except for this time, instead of being handcuffed and tied up on the ground gagged Annie was hanging from the ceiling in shackles. She then looked down and realized that she had a wardrobe change.

Guess Stryker found all of my weapons. She thought and groaned in disgust as she took in her new outfit. The steel door opened and she snapped her head up to see who it was.

"I see that you are finally awake. And here I was afraid that I used too much and you had OD, Annie. Do you like the outfit change?" Stryker said gleefully and his eyes raked her body lustfully and that made Annie want to puke. She opened her mouth to say something when Stryker stopped her.

"Ah, ah, ah, my dear, be careful of what you say next because we are streaming live." He pointed to the camera in the left corner of the room and then to the right corner. Annie widened her eyes in surprise at this before turning to glare at Stryker, trying to see what this bastard was planning to do with her.

Oh, this is not going to be good. Annie thought when she saw the evil smirk and maniacal gleam in his eyes.