This chapter is for chicken she amuses me on facebook.


Five years ago

"Kameron if I tell you something you have to make sure that you will not tell any one unless I tell you that you can" said the women standing in front of Kameron Cortez's desk sighing Kameron took off his glasses and looked up from what he was doing.

"What? This better be good as you and I both know your boss hates it when your team talks to me for some reason." He said pulling out the chair beside him.

"I need help, for something and I can not ask him you…. know what he's like he won't stop till he's either dead or some one gets seriously hurt and I don't want that" Kameron nodded and got up closing the door to his office. He turned around and lent against it, it wasn't every day he had people coming into his office he was part of legal most of the time NCIS tried to stay out of here. It was this fact and a few others that had Kameron wondering why the woman sitting in front of his desk was here. Could she have done something that bad that she needed his help? He doubted that but stranger things had happened here.

"Ok what?" he asked walking round to his desk and sitting down he lent back folding his arms and crossing his feet. He had a feeling they might be here for a while and if his prediction was true he wanted to be comfortable…well as comfortable as he could be in this office.

"I need someone to help me disappear for a while I have to do- well something and Gibbs won't let me do it by myself; but I have to it's the only way" Kameron looked confused what was she doing asking him this? He wasn't some one who could do this if she really needed this she should be going to FBI CIA something like that not him. Heck even the director could probably help her more then he could.

"What do you want me to do I'm just a lawyer I'm here to get your buts out of trouble not put then into it." he said sitting up and resting his elbows on the table.

"But you know people I remember you telling Abby in her lab that you knew people who could do this sort of thing please Kameron I would not ask if I did not need to." Kameron nodded and put on his glasses then started typing away on his computer after a couple of minutes he wrote something on a card and handed it to her.

"Call this man he should be able to help you. But this is as far as my involvement goes ok, any one asks I don't know a thing you never came here." He said the women in front of him nodded and smiled.

"I was never here" she said getting up and walking out. Kameron sighed and went into his history and wiped the last thing he had done from his computer. Shaking his head he pulled the file he had been working on.


Kameron was walking down the street it was a cool day autumn was setting in fast, it did not help that there was slight wind blowing making it colder then it actually was. Coming up to the small café he looked around to see if he could see any one who knew him. After a quick scan he decided that it was safe he walked in to find a man standing up. Kameron walked over to him and shook his hand. At first glance anyone would have to laugh at the thought that this man was the master mind behind Washington's witness protection program. He was way too skinny; in fact Kameron had never seen his friend in anything that fitted him properly everything always seemed to swim on him. Even the clothes he was dressed in now seemed to swim on him, which was rather surprising as he was wearing jeans, a t-shirt and a jacket.

"Kameron, what have you been doing with your self?" asked the skinny man. Kameron laughed and shook his head as he sat down.

"Perry, you know with our jobs that down times are a rarity and this is hardly down time your meeting a client that I happen to know, she asked me to be here today and after much protest I'm here. So I'm sorry my friend but this isn't really a social call" said Kameron Perry nodded and sat down as well. As a waiter came over and asked them if they wanted to order. When Perry told him they were still waiting on one person the waiter rolled his eyes and walked away both men smirked at the look on the waiters face.

"Well until she arrives could we at least pretend like this is a social visit? How is Mary last time I spoke to you, the two of you had just found out that you were to be parents." Kameron laughed this was just proof that these two men didn't always get down time.

"She's fine, Perry Mary was pregnant was five years go." Kameron laughed at the look on Perry's face.

"Has it really been that long?" Perry asked Kameron nodded sighing Perry sat back looking over his friend now looking at him he could see just how much he had changed since they had meet the summer after they finished college. He sat there in shock for a couple of minutes then shook his head he would freak over that later for now he would take the time he had to catch up.

"So tell me seeing I don't quite understand what is happening here?" he asked Kameron shrugged.

"I'm not quite sure my self really I guess we will have to wait till she gets here which shouldn't be long now. I know the team she is on isn't on call this weekend that is why we organized it for today." Perry nodded the two men continued to chat candidly for a few minutes longer laughing as another waiter got annoyed at them. Both great full that they had a few minutes to catch up. But their time soon came to an end when Kameron spotted the person they were waiting for walking in. He got up and waved her down, she nodded made her way over to them.

Perry looked this women up and down she didn't seem the type of person who would need to be protected but in his job he had learnt to never judge a book by it's cover, or a person for that matter. He nodded at her and stood up as she arrived at the table.

"Perry Brashares I'd like you to meet one of the NCIS agents I work with, Ziva David"


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