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Sorry this chapter has been updated so late but I've been a bit busy trying to find a summer job and catching up with all my friends and family now that I am back home from college. I know it's a bit short but I think you will all like it since it gives some background to Annie and her family. Now don't be too upset with all these OCs, I promise you that they won't be a permanent thing in this fanfic. But any close family would be there to help rescue their daughter so bear with them until Annie is saved please.

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The Smiths

"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.

"Yup, we had the same reactions." Deeks commented offhand when nobody made a sound after this. This earned him an elbow in the gut from Kensi. Deeks yelped so loud that he gained the attention of Aisha.

"Oh! Hi Aunt Carson! Hi Mr. and Mrs. Smith!" The little girl said a little too loudly from the second floor. Callen noticed that she had ear buds in her ears, so he assumed that she was playing the music loud in her ears so that she had to call out over the music. When she received waves and smiles from the newcomers, Aisha went back to coloring in her coloring book on the second floor. She was also about on top of the TV screen so she couldn't see what was on it even if she wanted to while still being in the line of eyesight of Johnston.

"If we have no more interruptions then I would like to officially introduce you five." Hetty stated and got a nod to continue from the man who was Annie's father.

"Very good, Mr. Hanna, Mr. Callen this is Director of the CIA, Mr. David Smith, his lovely wife Special Agent Rosa Smith, and their daughter, Special Agent Carson Smith. As I have already mentioned, Mr. Hanna and Mr. Callen are both my agents who have been doing everything in their power to stop Ms. Smith, now their job is to retrieve her." Hetty introduced and they all shook hands with each other. Although Callen couldn't help but see Annie in every single family member of hers, even in her adopted sister.

Annie was similar to her father in that she had his brandy colored eyes and black hair. She even had his skin tone. But mostly Annie took after her mother with big pouty lips, bi-racial features, and short stature. However, Callen couldn't help but notice that her sister, Carson, held herself in the same manner as Annie. There was this aurora of mystery and confidence, if not a bit more pronounced in Carson then in Annie. It was strange to Callen, that even though technically Annie and Carson were not related at all they both had something that was similar to one another.

"Thank you Agent Callen for roughing him up in there, I wish it was me to tell you the truth." Director Smith chuckled and that brought a smile to Callen's face.

"Anytime Director, anytime." He replied.

"The younger Mr. Smith has given us confirmation that the man in there does indeed work for Mr. Stryker because he was there during the exchange, if there was any doubt about it. So, he must know where they took Ms. Smith." Hetty stated.

"How come he just doesn't tell us where they took him and the little girl in the first place?" Sam asked and they all turned to Jason.

"I wish I could but when they transferred us to the vans, Aisha and I were blindfolded and even in the car. Also, the vans had no windows in the back I noticed when Aisha and I were finally freed. So even if I could see anything then I would still have squat. They are nothing short of professional." Jason summed up for them and they could all tell how frustrated he was that he couldn't help them. Mrs. Smith seemed to register this as she moved over towards her grandson and put a comforting hand on the boy's shoulders.

"This is not your fault sweetheart, nobody's except for Stryker's. So stop blaming yourself, we will get our Annie back." Mrs. Smith said in a soothing tone.

"Mom's right Kiddo, we will save St. Annie's ass." Carson replied and everyone who worked at NCIS other than Hetty was utterly confused as to why Annie's nickname to her sister was 'St. Annie'. They all gave her pointed looks and after the nod from her father, Carson sighed and crossed her arms.

"When I first met St. Annie, I was a foster kid who just transferred to the same high school as her; we were both sophomores at the time. On my first day I picked a fight with this stuck up cheer leader and St. Annie literally broke up our fight. I mean it was an all-out drag-out cat fight between me and this stuck up… girl." She began and changed it when she got these nasty looks from her mother and Johnston who was probably worried about his daughter overhearing this conversation although Callen highly doubted it by the humming that was coming from the nine year old as she bopped her head to the music.

"Anyways, she then dragged me all the way back to her place to patch me up. St. Annie then proceeded to grill me about why I started a fight with the girl, how that I shouldn't have done so because then the chick was going to make my life worse, how I shouldn't fight in the first place because I could get kicked out and what was the point of getting kicked out of every school I go to? Don't I want any friends? St. Annie just went on and on, and to tell you all the truth, it freaked me out. For one, she just wouldn't shut up, and two, she was the first person to ever really care. So I bolted as soon as she was done patching me up." Carson continued and Callen could just imagine a young teenaged Annie doing this. Well, he couldn't imagine her talking so much because he was so used to her withholding information but everyone was smiling either way because it was still essentially Annie.

"Every single day from then on, when I got into a fight, she was there to break it up, patch me up, and chew me out, and every time I just pretended to ignore her and run. I figured that over time she would just give up on me like everyone else, but she didn't. This continued for six months that persistent little bugger. She really knows how to get under your skin." When Carson said this everyone chuckled in agreement. It was true, Annie just seeped into their lives and now that she was gone, they were all affected in some form. Callen knew that he was already missing her presence and was itching to get back in that interrogation room and beat the mercenary until he gives them her location.

"Like I said before, I wasn't used to anybody actually caring about me let alone someone so persistent. It annoyed me to the point where I actually started throwing punches at her. Little did I know that she had those two as parents who taught her how to fight like a ninja." Carson motioned to their parents as Director Smith and his wife exchanged small, proud smiles.

"It is safe to say I got my butt handed to me and yet she still took me back to her place to patch me up and give me the same old speech about how I shouldn't pick fights. It was then that I officially accepted the fact that St. Annie was the closest thing to a friend to me. After that I mellowed out, never picked a fight, when I did get into a fight it was only for self-defense and even then St. Annie was there to have my back. I got her as a tutor and she miraculously saved me from flunking out. She also started inviting me to dinner so I could finally meet her folks which led to sleepovers, then me moving in, and it all ended in me getting adopted before my sixteenth birthday. She essentially saved my life, she was my miracle. So I call her a saint in honor of that." Carson explained and finished.

Callen looked at his team and they finally understood now what Annie meant in her letter about how a fight led to her gaining a sister. But Callen knew that Annie meant the first fight between Carson and whoever this cheerleader was even though Carson would think she meant the fight between the two sisters instead. That was just the way Annie thought, and Callen oddly enough understood her on that level whereas with everything else she was a mystery.

"This is why I am going to save St. Annie and why you are going to let me interrogate the mercenary in there." Carson added and Callen was about to protest when Hetty stopped him.

"I agree with Ms. Carson here, she is very talented at her job and I have a feeling she will be able to get him to slip up. But, Ms. Carson you will be interrogating him under official circumstances and you will be recorded." Hetty warned and they were all curious as to why she had put this disclaimer in there.

"So, I can't leave any physical marks? Got it, and dad, I don't think you will want to watch this." Carson said pointedly as Director Smith sighed.

"Why wouldn't he want to watch?" Sam asked and Johnston, Carson, Hetty, Mrs. Smith, and Director Smith all shared knowing looks.

"There are just somethings a father never wants to see his daughter doing, no matter what the circumstances are. Which means I will be on the other side of the door listening in so I can be there if things get out of hand." The Director didn't really state it aloud but anyone who could read between the lines could guess what he was referring to. He got a nod from Carson and they were about to leave when Mrs. Smith stopped them.

"Darling, your gun please so that you don't get trigger happy? I also want the one in your ankle holster too." She stated and held her hand out with a sweet smile. The Director smirked and took out his gun as walked over to her. He leaned in to peck Mrs. Smith on the temple as he placed the SIG in her hand and then the small .22 from his ankle.

"I love it that you know me so well, honey, but sometimes it can be a hindrance to me in situations like this." Director Smith murmured just loud enough for everyone to hear.

"I know, I know, just be thankful that I'm not asking for the hidden Swiss Army Knife in the small in your back." She chuckled that earned her a loving grin and another peck on the temple with an accompanying wink.

Callen was beginning to see what Annie meant when she talked about her parents. The two had no qualms with being so intimate and so openly. It was extremely sweet to watch them, anyone could tell that Director Smith and Mrs. Smith were still madly in love after all these years of marriage and that it probably wouldn't change for a long time. Callen could see why Annie was envious of her parents and would want the same type of relationship. Hell, Callen wanted it now just in this one instance of affection between the two while Annie had to see this everyday growing up. When Callen extracted himself from his round about thoughts, he watched the Director disappear around the corner but Carson stayed.

"Oh, and no matter what hand motion I do or what I say, don't turn off the video feed. Just make it look like you did, cool?" When Carson got a nod from Hetty, she did something unexpected.

She unbuttoned a few more buttons so it was clear to see some of the black lace from her bra. Then Carson hiked up her skirt so that it was at mid-thigh and she took out the rubber band that held up her hair in a ponytail. She then bowed her head and ran her hands through her hair so to make it look messy and more voluptuous. When Carson spotted all the men, minus Johnston, giving her wide-eyed expressions of shock, she winked at them before disappearing around the corner like her father did.

"Brace yourselves, gentlemen, this is going to be one of the most interesting interrogation you will probably ever see." Hetty warned and this only heightened all of their interest, excluding Johnston.