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"Eric, Nell, why is it taking so long to find Annie?" Callen asked as he entered ops center for the tenth time in the past half-hour since he had returned to NCIS: OSP headquarters from Annie's place.
"It's not their fault Mr. Broody; it is Annie's very effective security system that is slowing us down." Johnston defended the tech analysts, who in turn nodded appreciatively at the temporarily re-instated NSA agent.
"What is Doll Face's security system?" Deeks asked and Johnston looked quizzically at the LAPD officer for his nickname for Annie instead of responding.
"Ms. Smith has seven active aliases, including her real birth name, for here in the United States and a few more for various countries throughout the world Mr. Deeks." Hetty answered as she joined everyone in the ops center.
"How far are we in figuring out which alias she is currently using?" She asked.
"I figured that she wouldn't have taken any of her overseas aliases so we are going through all of her aliases that could be interchanged daily." Nell responded.
"So far we have eliminated four. I must say, Annie has some interesting names." Eric officially answered Hetty's question.
"How so?" Kensi asked and Eric brought up all six aliases and Annie's real identity on the monitor. The names were Anne Marie Smith, Amelia Bennett, Scarlet Woodhull, Theresa Gentileschi, Marilyn Fitzgerald, Harper Goodall, and Abigail Shelley. None of them really screamed out as interesting to Callen. Then again, he has had so many aliases that maybe he just was overlooking something.
"They are all name combinations of famous women: literary and non-fiction." Nell stated when the techies and Hetty got blank looks from Callen and his team.
"Amelia Bennett refers to Amelia Earhart and Elizabeth Bennett, the famous aviator and the heroine of Pride and Prejudice. Scarlet is Scarlet O'Hara from Gone with the Wind and Woodhull is the surname of Victoria Woodhull, the first woman to run for presidency. Theresa is Mother Theresa and Gentileschi is Artemisia Gentileschi, a wonderful renaissance painter. Marilyn is obviously Marilyn Monroe and Fitzgerald could either be referring to Ella Fitzgerald, the singer, or Zelda Fitzgerald wife and writer to F. Scott Fitzgerald. Some say that she was the inspiration for the main character in The Great Gatsby, Daisy Buchanan. Harper is the first name of Harper Lee, the author of To Kill a Mockingbird, and Goodall is the last name of Jane Goodall, world renowned British Anthropologist. And lastly Abigail, I assume is Abigail Adams one of our past first ladies and advocate for women's rights while Shelley is Mary Shelley, author of the classic novel, Frankenstein." Hetty explained and everyone nodded in understanding. It seemed that when Annie chose the name of her aliases she put more effort into it unlike Callen who went by if it sounded cool to him or not. Suddenly a bunch of beeping noises went off.
"What do you have Mr. Johnston, Mr. Beale, Ms. Jones?" Hetty asked as the three began to type furiously.
"Our winner is Theresa Gentileschi; she has a storage container in a warehouse that is about a half mile from her apartment complex. Apparently she signed in and took something out of it." Nell stated
"Eric, is there any security cameras?" Sam asked.
"Already on it." He said as he typed some more and up popped a video feed of Annie talking to the security guards. Eric continued to bring up the different cameras to follow her movements as she walked over to her storage unit. There was nothing to show what was inside so they waited a few minutes for Annie to come out. They were not kept waiting, for Annie pulled out of the storage unit driving a cherry red Gran Turismo S Maserati. This had everyone minus Nell, Hetty, and Johnston whistling in appreciation.
"I can't believe she was holding out on me!" Kensi exclaimed.
"Holding out on you, you mean holding out on us!" Deeks added.
"Eric, follow the car." Callen ordered and Eric quickly plugged into Kaleidoscope. They all watched in silence as Annie drove through L.A. in its backstreets, losing her a couple of times only for her to pop up once more seconds later. It would seem that Annie had learned all the shortcuts in the relatively short amount of time she has lived in L.A.
However, it only took a short while for everyone, save Johnston, to realize where she was driving to: one of Hetty's multiple houses. The same house that Callen and his team once visited trying to find Hetty when she went AWOL a while back. In which they had to go to Romania and save her and Callen learned valuable information about his family. They got their confirmation when Annie parked in Hetty's drive way.
"Whose house is that?" Johnston asked in confusion as to what she was doing as she broke into the garage.
"Mine, Mr. Johnston. The house she is breaking into is mine." Hetty replied and Johnston audibly gulped for his friend as he turned around to watch the monitor. Everyone gaped as they watched Annie pull out of the garage in Hetty's Jag and swapped it with her own car. Annie then drove off. Everyone was taking quick glances at their little boss to see her reactions to this but Hetty remained stoic.
"Mr. Beal, Ms. Jones, activate my GPS tracker in the car. If she is still driving it then we can catch her if it's not too late." Hetty commanded and the two tech analysts scrambled to do as she asked. They brought up a map of Los Angles with a moving red dot.
This had Callen, his team, and Johnston scrambling out of the ops center, through the headquarters, and then to their cars. They all received a text of the car's current location from Eric and Nell. As the three cars sped to catch up to Hetty's stolen car, the lights were always green thanks to Eric and Nell. They also knew that they didn't have to worry about the police because Hetty would have updated the police about why they were in such a hurry. So it only took ten minutes to catch up to the car when it could have been anywhere from thirty minutes to an hour and a half otherwise.
Unfortunately for them, the driver of the Jag spotted them and started to speed up, trying to lose them. Callen recognized the driver and his passenger though, it was Jason and Aisha. Apparently Johnston did too as he expertly drove past Sam and Callen in one car and Kensi and Deeks in the other. He even overtook Hetty's Jaguar and swerved in front, effectively cutting Jason off.
"Jason, it's me! Uncle Travis!" Johnston said as he hopped out of his car to show himself. Callen and his team pulled up behind the Jag to effectively box them in.
"Daddy!" The little girl shouted and unbuckled herself and jumped out of the Jaguar to run into Johnston's waiting arms. Jason remained seated but he looked relieved.
"Uncle Travis, we need to save Mom. She has just traded herself over to this guy, Stryker." Jason continued in a serious tone which had Callen's attention.
"Where did they meet?" Callen asked and the kid turned to look at him suspiciously before looking back at Johnston for confirmation.
"They work with Annie at NCIS, they are cool. Just tell us where." Johnston replied.
"They are at this vacant lot on the corner of-" The kid answered and before he finished Callen and Sam jumped in the car knowing exactly where to go. Once they took off Callen, in shot gun, picked up his cell phone and called Kensi after spotting her and Deeks heading to their car from his rear view mirror.
"Take the three of them to the boatshed and wait for us there. Also update Hetty about the condition of her car and the situation right now if she doesn't know already." Callen said once Kensi picked up the phone and then hung up before either she or Deeks started to complain. Sam punched the gas and Callen prayed that they would get to the vacant lot in time. As they pulled into said vacant lot, the partners spotted four black vans pulling out. Sam and Callen followed them but were spotted and thus the four broke up. They tried to follow the one that was closest one to them.
"Eric, Nell, there are four black vans that had just pulled out of the vacant lot and then split up. We are following one, track the others!" Callen exclaimed after Eric finally picked up. He got an affirmative and they hung up as Sam mimicked the van in front of them as they weaved in and out of traffic at high speed.
When the guys in the van realized that they weren't going to shake off Sam and Callen, they opened fired. As Sam tried to swerve so that the bullets didn't hit them, Callen leaned out the window and shot. He hit the guy who was firing, the body dropping out the open door and onto the road. Callen then attempted and succeeded in blowing out the tires. As the van skidded to a stop, the driver jumped out of the car to start running and so did Callen.
He ran after the suspect, having to duck every now and then because the man fired at him with his own gun. Callen shot back but tried to avoid any fatal spots, but missed. Callen never lost sight of him as the two ran through alley ways and jumped over fences. Although, he was getting winded. When he realized this and noticed that he was starting to slow down unlike his suspect, Sam appeared out of nowhere and taped the guy with the Charger. Callen tackled the suspect when he attempted to get back up.
"You ok there G? Looks like all those donuts and bacon is finally catching up to you by the way you failed to keep up with our suspect here." Sam teased with a smile while Callen cuffed him.
"I was not losing him, so stop bugging me about my diet mom." Callen muttered and the two picked up the guy and brought him back to the boat shed. Callen, of course, gave the heads up to Kensi and Deeks so they could make sure that Johnston and Jason were in a separate room so they didn't attack their suspect before Callen and Sam got the chance to interrogate him. Thankfully, they were successful at this for Callen and Sam was able to walk their suspect into the interrogation room without any commotion.
"Where is she?" Sam asked as soon as Callen seated the suspect on the other side of the table. Callen took up his spot by Sam's side as Sam took out his phone to show the suspect a picture of Annie and the two stared down the man in front of them. He was short and had traditional Hispanic looks. The man just stared back with a smirk on his face and remained silent.
"I will repeat myself, where is she?" Sam said and added an edge to his voice. But that didn't faze the guy in front of them. He continued to be silent.
"I SAID WHERE IS SHE?" Sam yelled and slammed his hands onto the table as he rose from his seat, looming over the suspect. The guy looked him in the eye as the smirk widened.
"Where is who?" He countered, amusement evident in his tone. Sam just sat back down, both partners knowing officially that this guy was a part of Stryker's mercenaries now. He was trained too well to not be afraid of Callen or Sam. When Callen looked over at Sam, they exchanged glances of understanding.
"Oh, so you don't know who your boss, Stryker, took?" Callen started up and gained the attention of the mercenary.
"My boss? Stryker? I don't know what you two are talking or who you are referring to whether it is this woman or this man, Stryker." The mercenary replied nonchalantly.
"Well, Stryker, who we are pretty sure is your boss, took an NSA agent. By taking her he is committing an act of terrorism along with anyone who has helped him. That means when we catch him and everyone who works for him, we can ship you all off to the lovely terrorist prisons around the world that would make Guantanamo look like a vacation. You don't want to go to those places, trust me on that." Callen replied in the same tone as the mercenary's. The mercenary continued to smile not at all bothered by Callen's words.
"Obviously there is something that you know but we don't. So, I am offering you better living quarters if you enlighten us. Is Stryker worth your… discomfort in the future at these facilities that I will have no hesitation sending you to if you don't help us right now?" Callen asked.
"Is the NSA agent worth it for you?" The mercenary countered and the NCIS agents remained silent which made the mercenary laugh. The mercenary then looked down at Sam's cell phone that still showed the picture of Annie.
"I mean she's pretty but she doesn't look like she is worth it. I guess she must be good in bed, huh?" The mercenary commented. This made Callen's blood boil at how crude the man was, especially with the fact that he was referring to Annie.
"Watch your mouth." Sam said while Callen glared burning holes into the mercenary.
"So, that good." The mercenary goaded and Callen saw red. But he was able to hold himself back.
"If that's the case then this Stryker person is going to have some real fun with her." At those words Callen broke. He shoved his chair back as he got up, making it skid to the floor as Callen stormed over and grabbed the mercenary by the collar of his shirt, lifting him. Callen pushed the mercenary into the wall hard and punched him in the gut a few times before Sam restrained him.
"G, calm down. G!" Sam shouted into his ear as Callen fought against Sam to go back to using the laughing mercenary as a punching bag. The last image of the mercenary of Callen's was of him spitting out blood before Sam threw Callen out of the room and locked the door behind him. The two agents didn't say anything to each other as they made their way to their waiting audience. What Callen didn't expect was for the audience to have multiplied while he was in there.
There was Kensi, Deeks, Johnston, and Jason like Callen expected. But they were joined by Hetty and three unknown people. The man was tall and looked just like a Native American Indian from the old movies except for in a suit and his hair was cut short and slicked back. The woman next to the unknown man was beautiful and reminded Callen of Annie with her bi-racial features but the woman was more Hispanic and Eastern European in features whereas there was something extra in Annie's features. She too wore a suit like the man but it reminded Callen of something that Annie would have worn. The second and younger woman looked to be about Annie's age but everything else about the woman was different from Annie.
This woman was as tall as Kensi and had the same brown curly hair as well, but it was up in a ponytail. Her skin was the color of porcelain with a dusting of freckles. Her facial features were striking with sharp feminine cheeks bones and a heart shaped face. Her eyes were startling green. This second woman had curves that would have any man drooling and the black skirt paired with a tight amethyst purple button up shirt accentuated those curves. Although, she did look uncomfortable in the clothes she was wearing by the way she played with the cuffs on the shirt.
"What's going on Hetty, who are they?" Sam asked as he and Callen continued to size up the strangers.
"Special Agent Sam Hanna, Special Agent G Callen, meet Ms. Smith's family." Hetty replied and the two looked at the three newcomers in shock.