Chapter 4~

The ops room was silent as all the agents stared at the screen, waiting for one another to make a comment that could lead them somewhere. Strangely enough the one who took the opportunity was Nell.
"Is that Police car not one of the LAPD's?" Nell turned herself to face Hetty who would surely know the answer,
"That it is, Miss Jones. Mr Beale can you run the number plate?"
"On it Hetty" Eric memorized the number plate before typing it down on his computer to search, the answer quickly popped up before him.
"Okay, so according to this the car is registered to LAPD Captain Marcus Joel. The car hasn't been reported missing…"
"Pull up his files" Callen called over,
"Right… He's 41, single and has a perfect record" Eric looked over to Nell,
"But why would someone with a high position in the LAPD not report their car missing?" She queried, speaking the question most were wondering.
"Mr Callen, Mr Hanna, I believe a trip is in order. Mr Beale can you find his address?"
"Okay… His address is 203 Flower Street"
"C'mon G" Sam was already at the door, using his head to beckon Callen over to him.

The two agents jumped into Callen's car, Callen turning the engine on to begin their journey to the LAPD agent's house. The journey felt rather quick due to pair's meaningless banter about the recent quietness around HQ without Kensi and Deeks there. Callen spoke about how he would have enjoyed the quiet in a different situation whilst Sam simply went on about how heartless his partner was being. All a joke of course. The two arrived in Flower Street and parked outside Marcus's house. The drive-way wasn't empty, a bright red Beetle resided there and wasn't exactly the most subtle of cars.
"You sure this guy is LAPD? His sense of vehicle makes him seem more like a clown" Callen knocked on the man's door.
"Don't be starting about clowns G" Sam gave an extra knock as the man hadn't yet answered.
"So why have you never froze up around Deeks?" Callen smirked,
"How could anyone be scared of that fluffy hair?" Sam gave another knock on the door and finally the man answered.

"Agent G Callen, NCIS. This is my partner Agent Sam Hanna. We'd like to ask you a few questions" The man looked genuinely dumb-found as the two agents stood on his door-step wanting to question him,
"Uh…uhm…Yes of course…R-right this way…" Marcus led the NCIS agents into his house, walking to the front room and sitting down, "Is…there anything I can help you guys with?"
"Actually… We were wondering about your car" Callen pulled out his phone to bring up a picture,
"The police car, that is" Sam added as Callen showed Marcus the picture.
"Y-yes… That's my car for work… I have a week off, I'm actually leaving t-tomorrow for Spain…"
"That would explain why the car hasn't been reported missing" Sam nodded to Callen who was busy still interrogating the LAPD Captain.
"Your car was used in a shooting… A shooting that may have been involved with the attempted murder of one of our agents" Callen pulled up a picture of the man driving the car, "Do you know this man?"
"M-my car has been stolen? I-I have never seen the guy before…" The sound of an engine became louder outside of Marcus's house; Marcus carefully glanced out the window and saw someone heading towards his front door. There was a knock.
"S-sorry… I'll be one minute…" Marcus left the room and shut the room's door. Click. Sam walked over to the door and placed his ear against it.

"Idiot! You let yourself get caught… The NCIS know who you are…" Marcus was whispering but had lost his strange stutter.
"G… Marcus isn't telling us something…" Sam turned the handle slowly and silently, put the door wouldn't open. "G! He's locked us in here" Callen slipped his hand into his gun holster and kept his hand on the gun, giving a nod to Sam who immediately charged at the door. Marcus looked back as he heard the door hitting the floor with a thud. Marcus and the police car's driver, Jonathon Cooke, made a run for the police car and took off down the road. Sam and Callen chased after them, Sam sprinting down the road at full speed trying to shoot at the Police car's wheels whilst Callen entered his car and took a side road hoping to be able to cut off Marcus and Jonathon. Marcus's head popped out of the passenger window and began shooting at Sam but at such a distance his aim was hardly enough to even be a metre out from where Sam actually was. Callen drove around the back and reached the end of Flower Street, the police car in sight and heading towards him at frightening speeds. The car jammed on its brakes and skidded down the road. Marcus emerged from the car with a gun in each hand, one gun pointed towards Callen's car and the other at Sam who was quickly approaching on foot.
"Take another step and I'll shoot both of you!" Marcus shouted, his eyes darting from one NCIS agent to another,
"Hey Marcus… You know Marty Deeks?" Sam asked him, taking one last step towards the LAPD agent.
"Deeks? The good-for-nothing detective? Finally been killed then?" Marcus's smirk was smug, well it was until he gained a hard punch thrust into the back of his head. Marcus turned instantaneously and whacked Callen across the face with the hand gun in his right hand before holding the left gun to Callen's chest.
"Don't forget I have a partner" Callen's eyes moved over to Sam who pulled the trigger on his own gun. Callen ducked and rolled out of the way as Marcus's body hit the ground with blood streaming out from his new bullet hole wound. Callen got to his feet, disarming Marcus by kicking away his weapons before checking his pulse.
"Shit… Sam… We've killed an LAPD officer…"
"Hetty ain't gonna be happy with us..."