Thank you for the reviews! Like promised, here's another chapter. The story'll pick up the pace in the next chapter. That'll go up within the next two weeks.

And in response to your suggestion, Jax2468, that's actually exactly where I was planning on going with the story from the start. Great minds think alike, I guess!

Everyone in the observation booth had their jaws dropped. This was some crazy story these kids were telling.

The Black Order and how it existed to fight the Millennium Earl and his akuma. How Exorcists with the Black Order used Innocence. How there were different types of Innocence. How they jumped more than a hundred years into the future with an Ark. The whole thing seemed just too crazy. And Gibbs just kept nodding, as if he knew what they were talking about!

There was a silence after the "Exorcists," they called themselves, finished their story.

"So," Gibbs said. "You wanted something to do, started messing with this Ark, and ended up here?"

Allen, Lavi, and the golden thing on Allen's shoulder nodded. "Timcanpy," was it?

"And our victim was killed by a weapon that destroys a human's body. And it's your job to destroy these weapons."

Another nod.

Gibbs nodded slightly. "Alright." He stood and started walking towards the door.

The kids perked up, apparently glad that Gibbs believed them.

"So you believe us?" Lavi asked.

Gibbs turned back to them, still headed to the door. "Did I say I believed you?"

The Exorcists gulped.

Gibbs left them in the interrogation room, entering the observation booth. He motioned for everyone but Ducky to leave. Gibbs walked over to him, turning to face the glass.

"They seem to believe everything they told you, Jethro. I'm not saying that they actually did magically appear or that they're really what they say they are. But if they are making it up, they're very good liars. The best I've seen."

Ducky paused and looked at Gibbs, who was still watching the teens.

"What do you think, Jethro?"

"I don't know, Duck. It's such a crazy story, I can't believe they could make it up on the fly."

They both watched Allen and Lavi. They were both still sitting down, and Allen was playing with Timcanpy's tail.

"Hey, Allen."

"Yeah?"

"Back there, when the scary lady caught us, you said something like 'not again'. Is this not your first encounter with cops?"

Allen continued batting Timcanpy's tail with his finger. "Back when I was trying to get to the Black Order I had a run-in. It was actually Tim here's fault. He got eaten by a cat, which is what led me to an abandoned building where an akuma was, as well as a couple police officers. The akuma killed one of them, and the other passed out.

"When I took her to the police station, I was arrested." Allen straightened up and faced his friend. "Of course, this was before Crown Clown reformed, so my left hand was still red." He smiled. "They thought I'd killed the other officer and my hand was covered in blood. And this was three months after Master knocked me out with a hammer and ran off, so I was kind of weary of authority figures."

Lavi smiled. "You just can't meet anybody under good terms, can you?"

Allen stopped to think. The day he came to the Black Order's HQ and met a lot of the Exorcists was just a bad day altogether. Thinking back on all the other people he met . . .

"I guess not . . ."

The Exorcists both jumped as the door to the interrogation room slammed shut. Gibbs saw DiNozzo walk over to the teens, making a show of throwing a folder on the table and dramatically sitting in the chair. The folder was empty, because they knew nothing about the kids, but for some reason, having it there seemed to make Tony feel better, like he was in power.

When would the idiot learn? Gibbs had taken the perfect approach: sit back and listen, and don't scare them to the point where they'd pass out, which is about what they looked like now. If they were scrutinized for their crazy claims—Gibbs still didn't know if he believed them, but he suspected it was more than just some story they'd made up—they would stop telling the team anything. They would clam up and NCIS would be out of any more information they may have been able to get. Didn't DiNozzo realized this?

Tony slammed his hands on the table, leaning over it to get in the kids' faces. Timcanpy flew up Allen's sleeve.

"Boss may believe you, but I don't. I've never heard of anything you two boys were saying, and I've been around the block a few times."

"And over the hill," Lavi whispered to Allen, snickering. Before Allen could tell Lavi that making fun of Tony was a bad—really, really bad idea—DiNozzo snapped.

"What was that, ya little freak? I could take you! Come on!"

"Yeah, let's go!"

Just as Allen stepped in front of his friend to prevent the fight, the door was opened and slammed shut, again. Everyone looked over to see the man who had just left the room staring at the officer—Allen saw the badges on their belts—who had just been yelling at them.

"DiNozzo, what are you doing?" His voice was calm with a hint of curiosity. He walked over to DiNozzo, stopping just in front of him. He slapped DiNozzo on the back of his head.

DiNozzo jumped slightly. "Sorry, Boss."

As the "Boss" started chewing DiNozzo out, Allen turned to Lavi.

"And what do you think you're doing?"

"He started it."

"Don't give me that, Lavi! It's already bad enough that we're being interrogated! So far, it seems they may let us go. But if you get in a fight with a cop, it could be a lot worse! I don't know about you, but I want to get home!"

"Don't worry, I wasn't going to do anything. Maybe just enlarge my hammer to scare the guy."

"They had to rebuild it, remember? It could be harder to use than you remember. You could try to make it grow and instead create a fire seal! You could kill everyone here!"

Lavi put his hands up. "Okay, okay. I'm sorry. Happy? I'm just so bored."

"I know how you feel, but we gotta be careful."

Just as both parties finished their talks, Allen's stomach rumbled loud enough to vibrate the glass. He crumpled to the floor, clutching his stomach. "So . . . hungry . . ."

"DiNozzo."

"Boss?"

Lavi's gaze went from his friends to the two officers.

"Abby needs a break anyway. Take these two to her lab, and tell her to get some lunch."

Lavi looked at Allen again. "Did you bring some of that emergency money Komui gave you?"

After they got back from the mission in Edo, Komui had decided that from now on, he would give Allen money to use on missions for food, since the Order never really paid him.

Allen, eyes looking straight ahead of him and unmoving, took a bundle of money out of his pocket. He handed it to Lavi, eyes still not moving. One would think he was dead if not for his moving arm and growling stomach.

Lavi flipped through the money. "50 pounds? All you brought was fifty pounds?a What am I supposed to do? I thought he gave you 200 pounds!"

"He did, but we were in a hurry and I didn't think we'd be spending a long time here."

"Do you mean English pounds," DiNozzo asked. "Those won't work here."

Lavi looked at DiNozzo, dismayed. Great. Not only was it not enough for Allen and Lavi to share, but it was the wrong currency, too. "What will work here?"

"Uh, dollars, since it's America."

Lavi scratched his head. "Great." He looked at Allen again. "Well, looks like you're gonna starve, buddy."

"Don't say that. It's not funny." Allen's voice was perfectly monotone. He really was starving if he was using that tone. Despite that, Lavi thought it was hysterical.

"DiNozzo, get going."

"Yes, Boss." DiNozzo walked over to the door while Lavi helped Allen get off the floor.

"Come on, Allen. We're getting food." Despite the motivation, Allen was leaning heavily on Lavi.

Once they were in the hall, DiNozzo led the Exorcists toward the elevator. They were about halfway there when Allen figured he'd try and break the silence.

"Oh, by the way, my name is Allen Walker. And this big idiot with me is Lavi."

They continued walking, DiNozzo remaining silent. Finally he stopped in front of a big door with a line down the middle and had two buttons next to it, one with an "Up" arrow and the other with a "Down" arrow. He pressed the "Down" button.

"I heard. Name's Tony."

The doors opened and Tony stepped in, and Allen and Lavi followed. Tony pressed another button. Lavi and Allen both grabbed the metal rail on the wall when the little room they were in jolted and moved.

"What is this thing?" It reminded Allen of the elevator at headquarters that had been wrecked after the Level 4 attack.

Tony looked at them like they were crazy. "What? You've never been in an elevator before?"

Allen and Lavi looked at each other, again. "Well, there's the elevator to reach Hevlaska's chamber. But it was a lot bigger and wasn't closed like this. You could look over the rail and see what you were plummeting towards."

"What's this, Lavi? Someone doesn't like heights?" It was Allen's turn to laugh at the other's weakness.

"You weren't riding the thing just before it crashed."

"No, I was trying to kill the Level 4 that made the elevator crash."

"Yeah, why weren't you doing your job, Allen?"

"If my memory serves, that was when it about killed me. I could be mistaken, though. That night blurred together for me."

"Me, too, Allen. Me, too."

"You two done being dramatic, mysterious, and confusing? We're here." Tony's words startled Allen and Lavi. They'd forgotten he was even here.

Gulping, the Exorcists looked at the elevator doors as it came to a stop, wondering what was in store for them next.

a. So I Googled pounds vs. dollars, and it looks like a 1900 pound is worth about a hundred bucks, and a 2000 pound is about two bucks. After a couple web searches and much confusion, I just said that pounds are worth at least twice what dollars are. So all in all, Allen brought at least a hundred bucks.

Sorry that this is a slow chapter. It was one of those times when I wanted to just skip this and go to the good stuff, but had to have this boring bit. To make up for it, though, I refused to publish this without some humor.

I have a basic idea of where I'm going with the story from here, but as always, if you have an idea you wanna share or have any constructive criticism, please put it in a review. Or write a review just for the heck of it!

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Thank you again for reading this far. Please continue reading, once I get more chapters up ^_^

Oh, and kudos to who can guess who our favorite trouble-makers meet next (hint, there's TWO people, not just one!)