To clear things up Fadhil was a weapons dealer for terrorists so the agencies classified as one. Oh and sorry for the delay. Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Eric's POV
Wow, ok, ow. My head hurts a lot. I'm tied to a chair. This can't be good. There's a door, not like I can go anywhere. And it's opening great.
"Good you are awake Mr. Beale."
"Yeah, but I'd rather not be.:
"Funny. But I wouldn't make us mad."
"Why you wouldn't hurt me, I'm a federal agent"
At that he raises his eyebrows. So I try again.
"I know federal agents?"
"yes we know of Agents Callen and Sam."
"oh."
"We also know you are, as Agent Callen said, the 'techie',
"Right."
"We also know Agent Callen can be very protective of you."
"Uhhh. Well we still don't negotiate with terrorists."
"Really? I doubt Agent Callen will stand by knowing you are being hurt."
"Umm what?" This isn't turning out well.
"Call NCIS headquarters. Tell them you have been kidnapped, then hang up. If you try anything funny, I will personally put a bullet in your skull."
At this he proceeded to pull out a gun and put it against my forehead. It was a small one but it didn't stop me from wincing. The metal was cold and I knew one twitch could kill me.
"Um, yeah sure, ok. I'll call them. But they'll trace it, hopefully.
"And don't worry Mr. Beale, we have 'techies' of our own and they will make sure no one will 'accidentally' find out where we are."