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Home. Sometimes we all have to head home.
"Do you love me Alex?" He whispered and I felt the second tear fall. I looked into his icy blue eyes and smirked.
"I love you G Callen." I said softly and pressed my lips against him one last time.
That damn moment had haunted me for the best part of a year. The last kiss I shared with G, when I stupidly told him exactly how I felt about him. I should have got an earlier flight out, I should have known Hetty would have said something. But I didn't and she did, and it left me out in Afghanistan, thinking about him. I'd been out there eleven months with no contact to the outside world. I spent the days working hard, but every night I always found myself wondering what G was doing. If he was ok, if he was missing me, thinking about me. I was like a love sick puppy. It wasn't me, and I wasn't sure how to get used to the feelings. We'd got the bad guys, got all the information out of them and I thought I was heading back to the UK for some nice debriefing at a desk for a couple of months in the rain. I'd left NCIS for Callen. I'd left because even though I loved him, I couldn't hurt him and I knew as soon as he found out about my work in Comescu he'd get hurt- badly. That was until the call from Hetty that tipped my world on it's head, again.
Twenty four hours later and I was landing in L. A. The hope of a rainy desk job became a misty dream as I slipped my aviators on. Sure Afghanistan was hot and sunny, but it was a different type of hot and sunny to L. A. It was hard to explain, but I'd missed the weather- something I never thought I would say. As I walked out of the airport an old friend greeted me with a cup of coffee.
"Coup, thought you might need this." Renko smirked passing me the Styrofoam cup. I smirked taking the cup and pulling him into a one arm hug.
"Renko, glad to see you didn't die without me." I joked as I pulled away and looked at Mike. He looked exactly the same as when I left. Same bad hair cut, cheap sunglasses and the beard that cried out to be shaved.
"Well, it was tough, but I managed. You look tanned, did you even do any work out there?" Renko asked as I put my bags into his boot. I rolled my eyes and climbed into the passenger side of the car.
"You're funny..." I said dryly before sipping on the much needed coffee. Mike smirked at me before pulling away from the curb. We drove to The Mission, just chatting about life, how Mike had been and what I'd missed while I was away. It didn't seem like I had missed much and I was kind of happy about that.
"So, you haven't asked about him." Renko said glancing at me as we hit a red light.
"Who?" I asked innocently as I took a sip of my coffee. Renko just looked at me with an unimpressed look on his face. "Fine, is he... ok?" I asked looking back to Renko.
"Coup, he's fine." Renko sighed and I knew there was more to it.
"Am I missing something?" I asked arching my eyebrow to him. Renko shifted in his seat slightly and kept his eyes on the road.
"No." He said without even looking at me.
"Mike, I'm your partner-" I started to say.
"Ex. I'm just picking you up for Hetty." Renko pointed out with a serious face.
"Fine, Ex Partner, but I still know you. What is it?" I asked staring at Renko. He sighed as we pulled up to another red light. He pulled his sunglasses off and ran a hand through his shaggy hair.
"I just... I don't know what's going on. No ones told me, but I'm not stupid. I know that your back because of him. You're only back because it has something to do with him." Renko huffed, watching the lights carefully.
"Him? Callen?" I asked slightly shocked by how bitter Mike was being towards Callen.
"Yeah." Renko sighed out, his eyes still locked on the traffic lights.
"Mike, What's your problem with him?" I asked firmly.
"You came back for him." Mike muttered as the car started again.
"Are, are you jealous?" I choked out shaking my head slightly. Renko looked at me utterly shocked.
"What? No! You're like my sister!" Renko cried out and I couldn't help but smirk at him. "I just... You've never let someone have this much control over you Coup. Ever. I just, I can't wrap my head around it. I'm just protective of you Coup, I don't want him hurting you." Mike admitted sighing and finally making eye contact with me again. I sighed as we pulled outside The Mission.
"I think you should be more worried about me hurting him." I sighed giving him a sad smile.
"Why?" Renko asked with a raised eyebrow.
"No reason. Thanks for the lift, see you later?" I asked as we climbed out the car and walked to the boot.
"Yeah sure," Mike said watching me carefully. "If you need to talk at any time, you know where I am Coup."
"Aww Renko, you've gone soft on me!" I joked picking up my bags. Renko frowned and pushed me knocking me off balance for a few seconds.
"Never. See you around Coup. I'll call you later." Renko said waving me off before pulling away from The Mission.
I stood looking at the building for a few minutes. It still looked like a run down almost abandoned building. From the outside you really couldn't tell just what kind of magic went off inside. But I'd been gone a year, and I'd told G how I felt about him. I was down right nervous about walking in and being part of the team again. I didn't know how everyone would be with me for just running away. I wasn't sure Callen would even be interested in me. I had too many things to worry about. So I decided to do what I always did and focus on the mission. Hetty had called me for a reason and I needed to be there for whatever she needed from me. I hitched my bags up and walked to the place, making sure I wasn't being fallowed. As I walked into the building I felt back at home and a smile crossed my lips. All my nerves left me as soon as I walked through the door.
"Coup?" Eric cried out as he walked over to me, pulling me into a hug. I laughed hugging him back as I watched everyone else go about their normal day. We pulled apart and I smiled at him.
"Hey Eric, good to see you too." I smiled as he pulled me aside. He still looked the same. Tall, surfer look with the same glasses and nervous energy.
"Are you ok? I mean you didn't get hurt in action." Eric stated with a small frown trying to work out why I was back.
"I know, how do you know that?" I asked confused. Eric let out a nervous laugh and shrugged his shoulders.
"Lucky guess?" He asked with a sheepish grin, pushing up his glasses.
"Uh huh." I smirked shaking my head a little. It was nice to know I was being checked up on. The Mission, NCIS, at least this branch, had always felt like family to me. More then the MOD or anywhere else I'd worked.
"So why are you back?" Eric asked me confused. Then I was confused, I had just presumed that Hetty had used Eric to send the call to my camp in Afghanistan. I opened my mouth to answer when Nell walked over to us. She looked like a woman on a mission.
"Agent Cooper, glad to see your back alive and well." Nell said smiling at me, then it hit me. Nell was as good as Eric on the computers, Hetty could have as easily asked Nell to call.
"It's Coup Nell." I corrected her with a warm smile.
"Coup right," Nell nodded. "If you want to fallow me, Hetty's waiting for you in Op's." Nell said before turning to Eric. "You might wanna go, finish, that thing." Nell said squinting to Eric, who nodded and seemed to understand, I think. She nodded and I fallowed her up to Op's where Hetty was stood signing a few papers at one of the side desks. Nell walked over to Hetty and took the papers once she finished and walked out leaving us alone in Ops.
"Ms Cooper, glad to have you back." Hetty said taking a seat at the glass table in the centre of the room. A cup of tea sat there waiting for her. This threw me off the bat because Hetty didn't generally allow food and drink in Op's.
"Well, you said it was time." I sighed dropping my bags by the door and walking over to the table. The jet lag was catching up to me and my brain was slower than normal.
"I feel the time has come yes." Hetty sighed before taking a small sip of her tea. "Have you had much contact with the team since your departure?" Hetty asked looking over to me.
"None. We were working on black out orders. How have they been?" I asked leaning on the table, watching Hetty carefully. She didn't seem herself, I couldn't put my finger on it, but there was definitely something different about her.
"They have carried on well in your absence. Ms Blye was slightly hurt by your sudden departure and I am aware that Mr Callen caught you before you left." Hetty said taking another sip of tea. There was a sly smile in there I noticed.
"You told him." I said standing up from the table.
"I may have informed him of your departure, yes." Hetty said watching me carefully.
"Why'd you do that Hetty?" I asked pushing my hair out of my face.
"Because my dear, you both have strong feelings for each other. I didn't think it was fair letting you run out on him like that." Hetty said looking me dead in the eyes.
"Run out? I wasn't running away from him Hetty. I was trying to protect him. We both know he's not going to trust us after this happens." I said leaning on the table. "Why is it time, by the way?" I asked watching Hetty closely.
"It just is, everything has its time and this is ours." She said firmly, I stood there watching her carefully and as always she just gave me that damn poker face. "We don't have much time Ms Cooper." Hetty added as she finished her tea. I stood up straight and stretched.
"OK," I sighed rolling my shoulders and neck. "Where are they?" I asked meaning the team. Hetty gave me a small smile before standing up and walking over to me.
"They are dealing with a biological bomb threat down town." She said and looked up at me. "Alex, he's not stopped thinking about you since you left." Hetty said taking my hand. "I only hope my actions haven't damaged your relationship too much." She said looking into my eyes.
"Hetty, you know, the way you keep talking... I'm getting the feeling your not telling me everything. What the hell is happening?" I asked looking Hetty dead in the eye. She gave me a warm smile and passed me a file that was on the desk.
"Comescu." A female voice answered. I turned and saw someone I hadn't seen in a very, very long time walk into Ops. "Agent Cooper." She said with a nod to me. I forced my poker face on, my stone cold killer face.
"Agent Hunter." I replied and turned to Hetty. "You didn't answer me." I said firmly, Hetty frowned a little before turning to Hunter.
"Ms Hunter is right, Comescu is about to turn live. I am leaving, and Ms Hunter is taking my place. I believe you know each other." Hetty explained as she looked at the pair of us.
"What? Is this a joke?" I asked looking from Hetty to Hunter.
"Thanks Alex." Hunter said sarcastically.
"Lauren, this really isn't the time." I said firmly before turning my attention back to the four foot wonder. "You're leaving NCIS?" I asked in shock.
"Resigning." Hetty corrected me as she gathered a few files.
"Resigning? What? Before the guys get back? And you said I ran out on them! Hetty what the hell-" I started to argue with Hetty when she turned to me and raised her hand.
"Ms Cooper, I appreciate your concerns, but I am leaving. Agent Hunter is your new Head of Operations." Hetty explained as she passed the files to Lauren. "As for my timing, you understand how hard it is to leave, so please, respect that I am leaving now."
"Hetty, what, what I am meant to tell them?" I asked as Hetty started to head for the door. She paused and turned to me, a small smile on her face.
"The truth, they deserve that much." She said before walking out of Op's.
I was stood in Op's in total shock, sure the lack of sleep didn't help much, but more over Hetty had just resigned and Lauren Hunter was her replacement. I just couldn't believe Comescu was live and Hetty was gone. I was back five minutes and everything was spinning out of control again.
"Cooper." Lauren said getting my attention. I turned to her and folded my arms over my chest. "How much do you know about Comescu?" She asked me studying me closely.
"It's Coup." I replied dryly. Lauren let out a small laugh and nodded looking at me.
"Fine, Coup, what do you know about Comescu?" She asked folding her arms over her chest.
"I don't really want to talk to you." I said walking over to my bags and picking them up.
"Agent Cooper, I am in charge here. You will answer my questions." Lauren said using her firm bossy voice. I sighed and turned to her, looking at her dead in the eyes. "Look, I know we don't have the best past-"
"The best past? If it wasn't for Gibbs! Is that what you call nearly getting me killed?" I asked firmly, never blinking as I talked to her. The rage boiled over the words even though I tried to keep a level head.
"Yes." Lauren sighed. "But Hetty trusts me to lead this group, and if she trusts me, why can't you?" She asked.
"The whole nearly getting me killed, that's a big part of it." I said sarcastically with a nod. I knew I had to work with her, especially if I wanted to know where Hetty was planning to go with her morbid outlook on life. I stared at Hunter for a few minutes before sighing and caving. I needed the information too much not to play ball with the Agent. "I know the Comescu family, I did the psychological reports on them you read, along with one for Callen and his team mates." I explained softly, hating that I had to share information with her.
"You wrote those?" Lauren asked slightly surprised.
"Yes Agent Hunter, I wrote those. Hetty tasked me to keep an eye on Callen as well, tracking his psychological well being as he became closer to finding about his past." I explained shaking my head a little. I wanted to slap her or ask her how stupid she really thought I was, but again, it wouldn't help me.
"Thank you Coup." Lauren said softly. "Look, I know you don't like me too much, but can we work together? I've herd Agent Callen could become a handful when he learns of Hetty. Without him on side, his team wont do anything I ask them."
"So your asking me to help you?" I asked tilting my head to the right as I thought about it. It was a powerful leverage to have over Hunter, especially if she knew just where Hetty was heading. "Where's Hetty going?" I asked firmly, watching her carefully.
"She didn't tell me." Lauren said with no indication of what she was really thinking. "Do we have an agreement Agent Cooper?" She asked me.
"What do I get out of all this?" I asked plainly.
"You can stay here in NCIS." She stated.
"You can't-" I started to say when she cut me off.
"I can. I'm in charge here." She informed me before Eric walked into Op's with Nell. The pair watched between us as we stared at each other. The tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife. I glared at Hunter, knowing too well she would play me, like she used to. I didn't trust her and really couldn't understand how Hetty could. "Agent Cooper?" Hunter asked looking at me.
"I'll be at Callen's desk till they show, Supervisory Agent Hunter." I said walking out the room before I gave her a mouthful of what I really was thinking.
I walked over to Callen's desk and dropped my bags on the floor near by. I ran a hand over my face and looked over to Hetty's desk. She had already cleared away everything she wanted to take with her and she had left. I just couldn't wrap my mind around her leaving without so much as an explanation or an indication as to why. I looked over at Hetty's desk and got up, wondering over to see just what she had left behind.
"What's going on Hetty?" I asked running my fingers along her desk. "What's this got to do with a crime family and Hunter?" I asked myself as I looked around her things. I herd footsteps behind me and saw Eric stood there looking nervous.
"She's really gone huh?" Eric asked me, I gave him a sad smile and nodded.
"Looks like it Eric. What's Hunter got you doing?" I asked glancing at his tablet. Eric sighed and looked down at it too.
"Just paper work. What do I do if one of the team calls?" Eric asked we slightly worried.
"Just... Don't answer, tell Nell to do the same. I don't think Hetty wants them to know until they have to." I sighed as we walked back over to Callen's desk. I noticed Hunter watching me from the balcony above.
"You know why she left so sudden?" Eric asked as I lent on Callen's desk.
"I wish I did." I said rubbing Eric's arm. "Come on, you've got work to do." I sighed softly making Eric go back to work. Hunter was still watching me and I shook my head before sitting back at Callen's desk. I sat there staring at Hetty's desk as I went over every last bit of information I had in my mind for the Comescu family and what the hell that had to do with Hetty leaving. I was confused what my assessment of G, with his connection to finding his past had to do with the Comescu's too. As I sat there and tried to process every last detail I'd worked on my head began to hurt, badly. I pushed myself up from Callen's desk and made myself a drink of tea. I was thinking about this too much and I knew the answers weren't going to just appear in front of me. I needed to do something about it. As I poured the hot water into the cup someone rattled a bottle of pills behind me. I turned slowly to see Hunter stood there with a bottle of pain killers.
"You look like you need these." She said throwing me the bottle.
"Been watching me that much Lauren?" I asked opening the bottle and taking two out.
"You could say that Alex." She said leaning on the counter. "Do you know why Miss Lange called you back to NCIS?" She asked as I swallowed the tablets.
"Because she needed someone to drink tea with her?" I asked picking up my cup and taking a small sip. Lauren let out a small laugh and shook her head. It was an unamused laugh. I think was the only type of laugh Lauren knew how to do.
"No, she called you back because she says your a good agent, one of the best and she wanted her best to be here when things turn ugly." Lauren answered, her eyes carefully watching me for any signs. I lowered my cup and smirked.
"You think she put that in writing somewhere? Could really come in handy when she gets back." I smirked. I knew what Lauren was doing, she was playing me, trying to study my reaction to gain an insight into what I knew. I played these games as well as her. I was giving nothing away.
"She isn't coming back Coup." Lauren said firmly, her dark eyes showing she knew more.
"That why things are going to get ugly?" I asked watching Lauren carefully. We were playing a very dangerous game, almost a game of chicken. Who ever blinked first was the weaker. But both me and Lauren were old hands at this game, especially when we played against each other.
"It's one reason." Lauren said before walking back up to Op's. I hated being under Lauren again, it made things dangerous. I didn't trust her and having her in Hetty's place, no way. I did not like it. I went back to Callen's desk and sat there trying to work through the headache, jet lag and brooding feeling that ugly was the nicest way to describe what was going to happen when the team got back in.
I hadn't really thought about it. I mean about how I'd feel seeing G after a year. As I saw him walk in my heart raced a little. He still looked good, damn good, if not extremely pissed. The look on Callen's face said he knew something was happening. I didn't know how he knew, I just knew that look. I sat there watching him storm over to Eric.
"Hetty?" Callen called out as Eric walked over to them. "I've been calling you." G barked at Eric as he reached him. He really was pissed.
"I'm sorry, I-" Eric said as G cut him off.
"Why haven't you answered my calls? Where is she?" G asked snapping at poor Eric. Before he could answer I saw Hunter heading down the stairs, she glanced at me before answering G.
"Miss Lange? She's gone." Hunter said walking down the steps towards the group. "She tendered her resignation, effective immediately." She added passing the file to G.
"Who are you?" Sam asked plainly.
"Lauren Hunter, her replacement." Hunter said introducing herself to the group.
"Her replacement?" Deeks asked sounding confused.
"Is this a joke?" Kensi spat out.
"I'm not much of a joker, Agent Blye." Hunter said using Kensi's name so everyone knew she'd done her homework.
"Nell get me director Vance on the phone." G said as he started to walk off.
"That wont be necessary. Director Vance is coming online in Op's to brief you all momentarily. That includes you Agent Cooper." Hunter said looking over in my direction. At the same time the rest of the group looked over to me. I stood up pushing my hands into the back of my jeans and walked over to them.
"Coup? You're back?" Kensi asked confused but with a smile on her face. G was just looking at me, that pissed off expression still clear on his face.
"Yeah, yea. My mission in Afghanistan ended,um yesterday," I said glancing at my watch. "So I thought I should come home." I said softly.
"Finally some good news." Sam said walking over to me and pulling me into a hug. "It's good to see you got out there alive girl."
"Thanks Sam." I said as we pulled apart.
"I don't think you want to keep the Director waiting." Hunter said looking at all of us. She paused turning to G. "Agent Callen, I'd like to have a word with you in my office when your finished." She added before walking up towards Op's before us.
"Coup, did you know about Hetty?" Kensi asked looking at me.
"I got a call in Afghanistan, she wanted me back. When I got here..." I said waving my hand in the direction Hunter went. G turned to me with icy cold blue eyes.
"Did you know she was leaving?" He asked me firmly and I felt like I was getting interrogated.
"Not until I got here G." I said putting my hands up. "She already signed all the papers before I got here." I admitted, glancing at the others.
"She say why she wanted out?" Sam asked softly.
"She wouldn't talk to me about it. Just wanted to talk about my future." I said glancing between him and G.
"You think Vance knows more?" Deeks asked as we all looked at each other.
"I think there's only one way to find out." Sam sighed as he looked at the stairs. We all started to move towards the stairs when I noticed G hang back a little. I stopped and walked back to him, holding his arm.
"Are you ok?" I asked softly. He gave me that crooked smile and I couldn't help but smile back at him, but then he just lost it.
"Something is badly wrong here Coup." G admitted to me.
"I know G." I sighed softly looking away from him. His baby blues were making me feel more and more guilty by the second. "Lets see what Vance knows." I added before walking towards the Op's. Being alone around him was tougher than I thought it would be.
The debriefing went as quickly as you could imagine. That and the fact I was stood at the back trying my best not to fall asleep on my feet. The headache hadn't gotten much better and I knew I just needed one night of good sleep and I'd be ready to find Hetty. That was of course if she wanted to be found.
"Agent Cooper?" Director Vance said over the feed.
"Yes sir?" I asked walking forward a little so that I was in line with Sam and Kensi.
"Are you aware Miss Lange transferred you back to NCIS?" He asked me and I pondered it for a second.
"Not really." I admitted softly.
"Well, welcome back to the team." Vance said with a quick nod.
"Was there any other major changes?" Callen asked firmly.
"Not that I am aware of Agent Callen. Look I know this is hard, but Agent Hunter is Miss Lange's replacement. For now, just work with her." Vance ordered before the screen went black. We all piled back down to the desks before Hunter could speak to any of us. I lent on G's desk and looked down at my two duffel bags, realising I didn't have anywhere to stay. My apartment keys were in a post office box which would be shut so late at night.
"I don't like this." Kensi sighed as G walked over to us. "No way Hetty leaves without telling us."
"Agreed." Deeks sighed.
"One thing we know, Hunter knows more than she's saying." Sam said glancing at Agent Hunter as she walked to Hetty's desk.
"Yeah ain't that the truth." I sighed rubbing my shoulders. I rolled my head on my shoulders and I just really, really wanted a nice soft bed.
"How long have you been up?" Kensi asked looking at me. I glanced at her and shrugged.
"42 hours, kinda, I get confused with time zones." I said plainly and saw her shock.
"How are you still on your feet?" Deeks asked confused.
"Tea, and shock..." I admitted with half a smile.
"We should go." Callen said turning to us. "Before she does something else. Coup you got a place to crash tonight?"
"Umm, I'll book a hotel room, I'll grab my keys after all this is sorted." I admitted softly. Sam looked from me to G and shook his head.
"You can crash at G's, he's got the room." Sam said quickly and both me and G turned to him.
"Sam I'm sure Coup wants to just rest and you know how restless I-"
"G's already had a stressed day I'm sure he doesn't want a house guest." G and me said at the same time. Kensi sniggered and I turned to her with raised eyebrows. Both her and Deeks was grinning at us.
"Something funny?" I asked folding my arms over my chest.
"No, nope," Kensi said getting round the group and backing away with Deeks. "Just cute, that's all!" Kensi sniggered before the pair walked out.
"Cute?" G asked as I turned to him and sighed as Sam chuckled. I turned to him and punched his arm.
"Ow! What did I do?" Sam asked rubbing his arm.
"You know." I sighed.
"Hey, G's got the space... I just meant-" Sam started to say.
"We all know what you meant Sam." G said dryly.
"Hey!" Sam replied holding his hands up. G shook his head and turned me to.
"You got a place to stay?" He asked with that damn sexy half smile.
"I can-" I started to say when G cut me off.
"You got a place to stay?" He asked again and I rubbed the back of my neck.
"Not at the moment, no." I sighed softly.
"Fine. Come on, I've got beer in the fridge and we can get some take out." G said picking up one of my duffel bags.
"You sure?" I asked softly.
"I'm sure." G replied and turned to Sam. "You're giving us a lift back to mine." He added before walking past Sam.
Sam dropped us off at G's and gave us a wide grin as he drove off. He was the worst match maker in history.
"He is as subtle as a brick." I sighed as we waved the car goodbye. "All those questions about guys in my life..." I groaned as we walked to Callen's front door.
"I know, and I'm sorry." G replied as he unlocked the door and walked in.
"I'm sorry too." I shrugged as G dropped one of my bags in the living. I fallowed him, dropping the bag by it.
"Why are you sorry?" He asked confused. His blue eyes searching me for answers to more than just a simple apology. I think he knew more was going on, but he had too much happening to push me. Thankfully.
"I... should have tried to call more, or write." I admitted as I walked into his kitchen. I really needed a beer. The day had been too long with way too many shocks for my liking.
"I thought your camp was on black out orders?" G asked fallowing me into his kitchen. I went into the fridge and pulled out two bottles of beer.
"Yeah, we were." I sighed passing a bottle to G. "Still, the way we left things... awkward." I admitted before opening my beer and taking a long drink of it. G took a sip of his beer and nodded a little.
"Yeah I generally don't make a habit of fallowing co-workers to airports." G admitted looking down at his bottle.
"I didn't mean it like that G." I sighed rubbing my head as the headache seemed to be getting worse. "I'm just tired, and you remember what I'm like after I've been on a plane." I sighed feeling like I was saying all the wrong words. G put his beer down and walked over to me.
"Turn around." He said softly and I stood there with a raised eyebrow.
"You want me to turn around?" I asked slowly, a smile creeping onto my face a little.
"Just, trust me and turn around Coup." G said, using his index finger to make a circle. I sighed and turned around feeling stupid. I liked G, hell more than liked him. He liked me and we were both adults. It should have been simple. It should have ended with us being a couple. But nothing is ever simple, right? We were both spies, both had lies and secrets we wanted no one to know. I felt G's hands on my shoulders as he started to massage them. At first my body went stiff and I wasn't sure I should let myself relax in case I said something or did something stupid. But damn it G had strong hands and soon my shoulders started to relax and my headache started to get better.
"Man, you are good at this." I smirked as I closed my eyes for a second. It felt so nice to be able to relax and just not have my mind working in overdrive.
"Thanks." G replied and I felt his breath on my neck. It sent shivers down my spine. "You cold?" He asked softly.
"Umm... a little." I lied and hoped it was good enough. G stopped rubbing my shoulders and stepped in front of me, holding his hand out to me.
"Come on." He said softly. I took his hand and gave him a warm smile. He rubbed his thumb over my hand as he led me to his bedroom. "You can sleep here, I'll sleep in the living room."
"Come on G, I can't take your bed." I said shaking my head as he pulled back some of his covers.
"Coup, you've been on a long haul flight, I'm sure you need the bed more than me. I'll just grab your bags." He said walking over to me and putting his hands on my shoulders, that damn crooked smile on his lips as he looked into my eyes. My heart raced as I looked up into his eyes. Maybe it was the jet lag, maybe it was the shock, maybe it was just me. But I went up on my tip toes and pressed my lips against Callen's. Instantly his arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me closer as I wrapped my arms around his neck. The kiss was soft and warm, gentle and so caring. I pulled back and saw his eyes, the light in them, the love. Then his face turned back to the G Callen, NCIS agent.
"Did, did I..." I trailed off as I took a step back out of G's arms.
"No, no. I just... your tired... I don't want to..." G said not knowing what to do either. I nodded realising how stupid I had been for kissing him. It was stupid to think after a year apart he'd want anything to do with me.
"I'm just going to wash up and head to bed. Thanks for letting me stay though..." I said before quickly walking into the bathroom, locking after myself. I felt like such an idiot.
In the morning I woke up around 5, it was early but my body hadn't got used to the time zone difference yet. I creped out of bed and walked into the kitchen to get myself a glass of water. I didn't bother putting some more clothes on, I was just wearing an extra large t-shirt. I expected G to be out cold. I looked in a few cupboards for a glass and finally found one glass. I turned to the sink and nearly dropped the glass as G was stood there in just a pair of jeans, his toned chest on display, not that I minded. I noticed the scars on his chest, the last time I had seen them, really seen them, they were fresh red marks. It was nice to see that he'd healed. He caught the glass and smirked at me.
"You scared me." I said slowing my breath.
"It is my house." He pointed out with that smirk again.
"Yeah, but... who sneaks around in their own home?" I asked shaking my head.
"I don't have any shoes on, I don't make a lot of noise in bare feet." G said pointing to his feet. I looked down and saw his bare feet.
"Oh... ok." I said looking back up at him. "Did I wake you up?" I asked softly.
"No, I've been calling Hetty all night." G said walking over to the sink and filling the glass with water.
"I tried four times, left a few messages." I sighed as I lent against the counter, running a hand through my messy hair, trying to make it look more tamed.
"I've tried six times." G said passing me the glass of water.
"Thank you." I said softly, taking a sip of it.
"I don't think she wants us to find her." G sighed leaning opposite me, against the sink.
"Has she seemed different?" I asked before taking another sip of water.
"How?" G asked folding his arms over his chest.
"Morbid, kinda?" I asked looking up at him.
"Yeah, yeah she has." G said pushing himself off the side and running a hand over his short hair. "Whatever she's got herself into, she doesn't think she's getting out of it alive."
"What the hell has she got herself into?" I asked shaking my head a little before rolling my shoulders and neck.
"You feeling ok?" G asked noticing my rolling.
"Huh? Oh yeah, I just... stressed I guess." I admitted putting the glass of water down on the kitchen counter. "You need more glasses by the way G. Two cups and a glass does not make a house." I laughed softly.
"It's all I need." He shrugged as he stood at the side of me, looking down at me.
"You need more than this." I laughed turning to face him.
"I got a bed, it's an improvement." G admitted with that crooked smile. I shook my head and looked away.
"I guess." I sighed as I felt his arms wrap around my waist and turn me to face him again. Before I could ask what he was doing I felt his lips press against mine. This time, instead of the soft gentle kiss, this kiss was more hungry, more passionate, more demanding. I didn't fight it though, I gladly welcomed it. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he held me closer to him, I had to go on my tip toes and that raised my t-shirt to just below my hips. We broke apart to catch our breath and I looked up into his cool blue eyes and saw that spark, the fire that burnt inside him. The seductive glint reached his lips as he smiled down at me. He stroked my cheek softly with his hand and I smiled at his warm touch.
"I've missed you Alex." He whispered softly looking straight into my eyes.
"I've missed you too G." I admitted with a sad smile. He lent down and kissed me again, still the hungry, passionate kiss. I let my hands run down the curve of his spine, I'd spent a lot of nights in Afghanistan wondering just how it felt to run my fingers down his spine and trust me, it lived up to all the dreams. I felt my finger tips touch his scars and I paused on them for a moment. Callen pulled away and looked at me with a small frown, his hands resting on my hips, under my t-shirt.
"They're just scars Alex. I'm alive." He whispered softly.
"I know." I replied with a warm smile. "I'm just reminding myself how lucky we got." I explained as I ran my finger over each scar memorizing it's shape and feel. G shivered under my touch and started to kiss my neck. Gentle nips and sucks making me shiver more as he worked up towards my ear. My heart was racing so damn loud I was sure he could hear it. G reached my ear and kissed it so damn softly before sucking on it.
"Callen... G..." I moaned breathlessly as I felt my legs turn to jelly under his touch. I was turning into putty in Callen's hands, and there wasn't one second I didn't want it to happen. As I moaned I felt the smile on G's lips as he kissed me. It wasn't hard to notice the effect my moans were having on him.
"You are beautiful." G said stroking my back as he looked down into my eyes. His soft touch on the bottom of my back making me crazy. I don't know what made me take his hand, love or lust, but I wanted to be with G Callen in that moment, more than anything. I wrapped my fingers around his hand and started to walk out of the kitchen when he tugged me backwards, wrapping one arm across my stomach and letting the other hold my hand. "Hey, where do you think your going?" He whispered into my ear before kissing my neck again. This time my legs really did turn to jelly and I felt myself go weak.
"I think a bed would be a good idea about now." I said as he twirled me around to face him, that warm sexy crooked grin on his face. In one fluent movement G picked me up and held me as I kissed him passionately, my legs wrapping around his waist. He carried me to the bed, sitting me on the edge before kicked the door shut behind him.
"Are you-" G started to say when I pulled off the t-shirt and threw it at him.
"You dare ask me that question and I swear G!" I threatened then laughed as G smirked at me.
"I just-" He started to say when I threw a pillow at him. "Ok! I get it!" G laughed pulling off his jeans and letting them drop to the floor before crawling up the bed to meet me. It didn't take long for our hands to explore each others bodies and my heart raced at his lightest touch. The guy might not have had serious relationships, but sure knew what he was doing when it came to pillow talk. The kisses got heated as our hands went roaming and we spoke no more words, just the odd moan of pleasure.
I woke in the bed alone, wrapped in a sheet. At first I thought I had just had one hell of a sex dream. That was until I noticed I was naked under the sheets. I smiled to myself, enjoying the ignorant bliss of waking up knowing it wasn't all a dream. The door to G's bedroom opened and he was wearing jogging bottoms and had two cups in his hand.
"You're awake." G smiled at me putting the cups down near my side of the bed and sitting in front of me. I sat up, wrapping the sheets around my chest. "You feeling any better?" He asked tucking some hair behind my ear.
"Much, you ok?" I asked taking his hand and holding it in mine. Everything, was for the lack of a better word, perfect.
"Much." He replied kissing my hand. "I made you some tea, thought you'd prefer that over my coffee." G smirked before taking a sip of his drink. I smiled feeling, just complete and happy for once in a long time. I took the tea and sipped it, replaying the previous night in my mind. It was so much more than my wildest dreams and one I really hoped I could repeat one day soon.
"G, last night..." I said looking up at him, biting my bottom lip. He was studying me closely, interested in seeing what I was about to say. "Last night was, just perfect." I admitted with a sleepy smile.
"I try to impress." G joked and I laughed a little.
"I don't want, whatever it is we're doing here, it shouldn't. We can't let it get in the way of work." I said struggling with my words. I wanted him to know how much I cared for him, but at the same time I knew Comescu was about to hit and that really would change everything.
"Alex, I wont let it change how we work." G said looking dead in my eyes. The honesty in his face, the shade of blue his eyes went. The damn crooked smile. Everything about this man just drove me insane. I couldn't believe I was sat in his bed.
"I really missed you G. I can't even begin to explain it." I admitted softly. I wasn't the best at emotions but I loved G and he needed to know.
"I had Eric spy on your camp, just so I could get a glimpse of you." G admitted before drinking more of his coffee. I smirked shaking my head. "We need to get up soon. I want to get in early." G said seriously.
"We need to know what happened to Hetty, G." I said firmly. I really didn't get a good feeling about her disappearing act. G put his cup down and took mine, putting on the side. "Hey I was-" I pouted when suddenly G was kissing me and pushing me back onto the bed. I didn't argue any more as he slipped under the sheets.
We got up and dressed with G giving me a lift to The Mission. On the drive in I knew he was thinking about Hetty, his expression was getting darker by the mile. I couldn't blame him either, I was worried about her just as much. I drummed my fingers on the dashboard as I tried to remember everything Hetty said to me since the call in Afghanistan, see if there was any hint to where she was heading.
"Ms Cooper, it's good to see you." Hetty said appearing on a small monitor. I smiled at the four foot wonder, only she could gain access to a top secret camp in the middle of Afghanistan on Black Out orders.
"Hetty, is everything ok?" I asked leaning forward. Hetty smiled at me and nodded.
"Ms Cooper I understand your mission is complete." Hetty said almost ignoring my question completely.
"Yeah, just the last bits of paper work to sign off." I admitted pushing my hair out of my face.
"Excellent, and have you thought about what you will do after the mission?" Hetty asked me softly. It was then I noticed she was in Op's alone. Working out the time zone difference I knew it was late in L. A.
"Yeah, they're shipping me back to England to work a desk for a rotation." I explained leaning back in the chair. "Why?" I asked watching Hetty nodded as she listened to me.
"Ms Cooper, I want you to return to NCIS, to our team." Hetty said plainly and I was confused.
"Why? I told you I don't want to hurt Callen." I said shaking my head a little. Hetty sighed softly and nodded.
"Ms Cooper, Operation Comescu is about to begin, and I believe you are most needed here, with the team." Hetty explained.
"Comescu? Now? What? Why?" I asked a million and one thoughts rushing through my mind.
"Ms Cooper, I can't explain over this channel. Will you return?" Hetty asked plainly.
"Yes, of course... I just need to-" I started to say, still in shock.
"I have made arrangements. Your flight leaves at zero six hours. Director Vance is aware of your transfer back." Hetty said cutting me off with her mind reading powers.
There was nothing in the conversation that could really give me much indication as to why she left or where she could have gone. But my gut was telling me something was seriously wrong. We pulled into The Mission and I glanced at Callen, he looked as troubled as I was.
"Hey?" I said softly making him turn to me. "We'll find her G. We'll bring her home." I said with a soft smile. Callen nodded with a half hearted smile.
"Thanks Coup." G replied nodding a little.
We walked into The Mission and it felt like everyone else was going about their normal days without even noticing Hetty was missing. I knew Lauren ran a tight ship, but even for her, one day to organise the whole place was a new record. We walked down a corridor and walked into Sam as he entered the building.
"Did you try to call her?" G asked as we walked with Sam to the desks.
"Three times. I got her voice mail twice, third time the line was busy." Sam explained as we walked.
"That was probably me leaving a message. Six times." Callen explained.
"Not to mention my two messages." I sighed softly. We all shared a troubled look. This was completely out of Hetty's character and that worried us all.
"There has got to be more to this." Sam said as we spotted Hunter unpacking at Hetty's desk.
"Yeah, and she knows." Callen added as we watched her. We reached the desks and Kensi, Deeks, Eric and Nell were stood waiting for us to show. Everyone looked as uneasy as we felt.
"Did you talk to Hetty?" Kensi asked looking at G as we stood around.
"She's not answering." Sam explained as he put his things by his desk.
"Do you think she was pushed?" Deeks asked looking over to Hunter.
"It'd take a brave man to push Hetty." Sam answered as he sat down. I lent on the edge of Sam's table and looked over at Hunter.
"Or an ambitious woman." Kensi sighed softly.
"What do we know about her Eric?" Sam asked looking over to Nell and Eric.
"What you seriously think I would misuse the entire resources of the Pentagon, Homeland Security and half a dozen other classified data bases just to gather information on Senior Agent Hunter?" Eric asked as we all circled around.
"So she is an Agent then." Deeks stated looking from Hunter to Eric.
"I didn't say that." Eric said and we all just looked at him. "Ok, I did say that. But it was a calculated guess."
"Um hmm, is there anything else you'd care to take a guess at?" Callen asked as we watched Eric.
"I'd guess that she's been on a classified assignment, maybe to some place like, oh I don't know, say Murmansk, and then maybe like, Warsaw." Eric 'guessed'. I noticed Callen glance at Hunter.
"Keep guessing." Sam said as he came to stand between me and Callen.
"I'd also guess that she's been off the grid for two years." Eric added.
"Three." Nell spoked up and we looked at her. "That's also just a guess."
"So who told her to take over for Hetty?" Sam asked softly. It was the big question we all really wanted to know.
"Well that would have to come from the top, Director Vance. But that really is a guess." Eric said with a shrug. "Not that everything else I said wasn't a guess." He added looking at us slightly confused as Callen started to walk over to Hunter. I glanced at Sam and we shared a knowing look. We knew G and knew what he was about to do. He wanted to get the measure of the woman for himself.
"Where's he going?" Nell asked softly.
"Guess he's going to ask her." Sam answered as we all moved to get a better view of her and Callen talking. We watched as G walked over to Lauren and started talking to her. First off it was hostile, then they started to smirk a little as they looked like they were talking in different languages. Then Lauren spoke in a language Callen didn't understand. They talked a little more and then Callen walked away from her.
"Agent Callen? Agent Callen!" Hunter shouted after G as he just walked past us and out the office. "A word with you Agent Hanna?" She asked Sam and he just walked after Callen. She sighed and muttered something before looking at me. "Agent Cooper." I stood there for a moment and just held my hands up before fallowing Sam out to find G. She wanted us to fall in line and sure it would have been helpful to know what Lauren knew, but I'd rather stick with Callen and Sam.
I walked outside and found the dynamic duo about to get into Sam's Dodge Charger. Neither of them looked too pleased. I just walked over to them and sighed putting my hands into my back pockets.
"Well, that was interesting. We learn anything?" I asked as we climbed into Sam's car.
"She spoke to me in a language I don't recognise." Callen said with a furrowed brow as Sam pulled away from The Mission. It bugged Callen that he didn't know what she had said.
"What did it sound like?" I asked sitting in the back seat. I knew Lauren knew a hell of a lot of languages, around five or six. I knew a few languages including English, I just wondered if I knew it.
"So it is true, that you don't know what the G stands for?" G repeated in an Eastern European dialect. For a second I panicked. I wondered if that meant G was part of the Comescu family some how. "You recognise it?" Callen asked turning to look at me.
"It sounds European, but I'm not sure where. Sorry." I lied as he turned to me. I hated lying to G but I needed to figure it all out before he did so I could protect him. Callen sighed and turned back in his seat.
"Doesn't matter what she said G. The woman is playing with us. We need to find Hetty and get answers." Sam said as we drove, a small frown crossing his face.
"I know..." Callen said softly as the car went silent. About ten minutes later Sam spoke up as we drove down another road.
"You wanna tell me where we're going exactly?" Sam asked relaxed as he drove.
"To see Hetty." Callen answered with a sigh, looking out of the window.
"What makes you think I know where she lives?" Sam asked glancing to G.
"Let's start with 1237 Hillcrest Drive." Callen replied rattling off an address almost automatically.
"What do you mean let's start with?" Sam asked with a smirk.
"She has three houses that I'm aware of." Callen sighed glancing over to Sam.
"Eric?" Sam asked as he drove.
"I fallowed her home a couple of times." Callen said looking out the window. I raised my eyebrow and caught Sam's eye as we smirked at each other.
"A couple of times?" Sam asked.
"How many is a couple?" I added smirking.
"Alright, closer to a dozen." Callen admitted and I shook my head. "She keeps moving. She sleeps in a different house every night."
"Oh that's great! And we get to be there you tell her you fallowed her home." Sam smirked shaking his head.
"Awesome." I added sarcastically.
"She is going to be so pissed when we knock on her door." Sam added looking over to G.
"Not as pissed as I am." Callen added and me and Sam traded another look in the rear view mirror. Callen was angry at Hetty for leaving in such a cloud of mystery, and sure we weren't happy about it. But it was like he knew more then he was saying.
We drove to the address and noticed the front gates open and at least one guy patrolling the place. As far as we knew, Hetty definitely did not have security guards on her homes. Especially ones in such cheap suits.
"Keep going Sam." G said as we drove down the street a little. We parked up and used the rear view mirrors to watch Hetty's guests. I sat forward so I could talk to the guys.
"She's got company, looks like Feds." Sam sighed as he cut the engine. "No car out front though."
"You getting a bad feeling about this?" Callen asked softly looking over to us.
"Yeah," Sam replied as we all looked at each other. "Ever since you told me you fallowed her home." Callen looked around and spotted a gardening group unloading things near by. He took one last look at us and climbed out the car, walking over to them.
"I do not like this." I said moving to seat in the front seat. Sam glanced at me and nodded.
"I know what you mean. This whole thing just doesn't sit right." Sam sighed as we watched in the rear view mirrors. We sat there in silence for a few minutes until I couldn't keep still any longer. Something really felt wrong.
"Maybe we should go check on him?" I asked tapping my fingers on my knee as I looked in the rear view mirror.
"You two seem to be closer since you came back." Sam said and I snapped to him.
"I've been back a day Sam." I stated plainly, trying to act cool.
"Yeah and you've been attached at the hip." Sam smirked at me. "Guess that little heart to heart at the airport wasn't for nothing."
"I don't know-" I started to deny when we herd gun shots. Both of us looked at each other and before either of us could talk Sam started the car and we were heading up Hetty's drive. G was shooting at someone in Hetty's garage and Sam swung the car drawing the fire away from G. The guy fired at the car, at my side so I couldn't get out. Sam jumped out and shot him dead. I jumped out, pulling out my gun as I cleared the area. Me and Sam cleared the guy in the garage as Callen walked over to us.
"Always with the shooting with you? Seriously, do you even know how to talk to people without it turning to a show down?" I half joked as we looked around.
"I tried." Callen replied with a small smirk to me as Sam checked the guys pockets. "I guess they aren't Feds."
"Who are they?" I asked as we checked the area. A door opened and a guy appeared with an Uzi.
"Gun!" Callen cried out, he pulled me down as we all took cover behind one of Hetty's cars. A guy with an automatic, shot out a good round or so at us before running back into Hetty's house. As soon as he was out of sight we raced into the house clearing it as we went. We broke off and went searching for any signs of Hetty or the gun man. I saw the guy make a run for it, Sam and G race to the dodge. They barrelled down the drive after the car as I called it in.
Crime scene guys, Kensi and Deeks showed up as we went through the house looking for what the gun men were after. Deeks and Kensi looked mortified as they walked over to Callen. I was stood with Sam filling in the LAPD.
"Oh that is bad." Deeks stated as both him and Kensi looked at the Jaguar that the gunmen shot up.
"That is very bad." Kensi added shaking her head.
"Did you do that?" Deeks asked Callen.
"They did." Callen answered, pointing to the gun man on the floor as me and Sam walked over to the small group.
"You took cover behind Hetty's Jag?" Kensi asked looking at us. She looked at me like I was a complete idiot.
"What are you, insane?" Deeks added.
"They were shooting, it was close." Callen explained simply as we all looked at the damage. The poor Jaguar was shot up to high heaven. Hetty was going to be beyond pissed when she found out.
"Do you think Hetty's going to be fine with it?" Deeks asked looking at the car.
"I'm sure if it came down to her agents or her Jaguar, she'd understand, right?" I asked looking at the guys.
"I just love how you say Jaguar." Deeks smirked at me.
"Jaguar? It's how it's pronounced..." I said slightly confused.
"It's so English, it's hot." Deeks said plainly making me and Kensi roll our eyes. "Maybe you could just keep saying Jaguar," Deeks said coping me. "Until Hetty forgets how much damage you did to her car." He smirked at me, I just rolled my eyes again.
"What did you want us to do? Get shot?" Sam asked plainly.
"Personally I would have risked it." Kensi said and I shook my head as she looked at me, a small smile on my lips.
"Big bad momma bear and her Jaguar." Deeks said shaking his head. "I'm just saying..." Deeks added before the pair walked off giving us disapproving looks. I sighed looking to Callen.
"It's your fault, you should have plugged that guy." Sam added before walking away. G looked at me and I smirked.
"She is going to kill us." I said before I started to walk away too.
"You know any body with a body shop?" Callen asked as he joined us. We walked into the house and started to look around for anything that could be useful. None of us had ever been inside Hetty's house. It was a beautiful place and kind of everything I expected it to be from Hetty. Saying that, it felt all kinds of wrong wondering around, looking through her things.
"Hey, what do we know about those guys?" Kensi asked as we all bumped into each other in Hetty's study.
"They weren't carrying any I. D's." Sam answered as he walked over to Kensi.
"So they were free lancers." Kensi stated.
"Maybe former military." Sam added.
"Cheap suits though. Not very professional." I added with a sigh as we looked at each other.
"Ok, did Eric talk to Hetty?" Kensi asked glancing at us.
"Not yet, he's having as much luck as we are at getting hold of her." I sighed softly, me and Kensi sharing a worried look between us.
"Found something." Deeks shouted from the study. We all walked over to him, he was sat at her desk looking at her computer. "Hetty interruptus." He added.
"Really wish you hadn't said that." Kensi said as we walked over to Deeks.
"Me too." Deeks admitted. I looked at the screen and someone was trying to hack into Hetty's computer with two failed log in attempts.
We headed back to The Mission to find Hunter and find out just what she knew. I wanted to talk to her alone and ask her what she knew about Comescu. I knew other agents were involved about two or three maximum, but I never knew their names or what they did. I knew getting her alone without G around would be tricky but I had to try. We needed to find Hetty. If the men at her house was anything to go by, she was in deeper trouble then any of us realised.
"If you know what this is all about, now would be a really good time to tell us!" Callen snapped at Hunter as we wall marched over to her.
"You're asking the wrong person." Hunter replied without so much as a blink.
"Well then who should I be asking?" Callen asked firmly.
"Me." A voice came from behind us,as we turned around we saw Director Vance stood on the balcony. "Op's now. All of you." He said looking at all of us. We all headed up to Op's with Director Vance hanging back with Callen. Hunter glanced at me and I nodded to the back of Op's. She fallowed me and we stood in the corner. I was aware the others were watching us, so I turned my back so Kensi couldn't read my lips.
"I need to know how much you know about Comescu. Those men at Hetty's have to be connected to it." I whispered in the same language she had talked to Callen with. Hunter glanced over my shoulder to the other agents before looking back at me.
"You know everything you need to know about Comescu. If, IF, this has anything to do with Comescu, the Director and myself will handle it. It is a classified mission, you do not mention this to anyone. Do you understand Agent Cooper?" Lauren asked me softly giving me a stern look. I stood there and fought with myself to keep quiet. "Do you understand?" She asked louder in English getting everyone's attention.
"Yes." I sighed before turning and walking back over to the others. Sam and Kensi threw me questioning looks but before I could answer the Director and Callen walked in.
"Latest please Eric." Vance asked as he walked over to Eric and Nell.
"Running finger prints and facial recognition but still no positive I.D on any of the shooters." Eric explained and then paused. "That's all I got." He added softly.
"Did Hetty ask either you to do any off the book Intel gathering?" Vance asked looking from Eric to Nell.
"No. Not lately." Nell answered with a quick glance to Eric.
"No nothing urgent." Eric added.
"Any pending cases? Maybe she was out front on something?" Sam suggested with a glance to G.
"We're not privy to any pending operations." Eric explained looking at us, before turning to the Director. "We don't have access until Hetty gives it to us."
"Zulu November Tango," Vance started to say and the pair rushed to the computers. I stole a glance at G and he looked troubled. "1179." Vance finished giving the guys his password. It brought up all the files Hetty had access to. Eric put it on the big screens while Hunter, Callen, Vance and Nell huddled around Eric at the computer.
"Check the sign in log." Callen said watching the computer closely. "Open the file Hetty accessed the most in the last two weeks." Eric typed at a few keys and brought up a locked file.
"Open it." Vance stated watching the screen. Eric typed a few more keys but couldn't unlock the file. Vance leaned over and typed his own password unlocking it. It started a virus up.
"Crap we got a virus." Eric said as he started to type away.
"Tell me that didn't just wipe out our entire database Eric." Vance said watching Eric hit keys.
"No we're good. It was localised to that file. It's probably a one time virus, that's activated to erase the next time the file is opened." Eric explained turning to the Director. I traded a look with Sam and we shook our heads. I was getting a really bad feeling about it.
"And the last name to access that file?" Vance asked.
"Um." Eric said typing away. "Hetty." Eric answered as we saw her name appear on the screen. There was a pause in the room and I know everyone was thinking the same. We were all trying to figure out what the hell Hetty was doing having a self destruct file on the system. What did she want kept so secret she was willing to let it all be destroyed rather than fall into someone else's hands.
"Eric what's the code name to the file?" Hunter asked softly. Eric typed a few keys and scrolled down the page. My heart jumped to my throat as I saw the name appear.
"Operation Comescu?" Eric said confused. Hunter looked at Vance and he looked from her to me. Everyone clocked the look we all shared. The worried look we had but I got a feeling we all were worried about different things linked to Comescu.
"What's Comescu?" Callen asked looking from Vance to Hunter. Vance walked straight out totally ignoring Callen and the questioning looks. Hunter walked level with me and turned to me.
"You need to come with me." She said firmly before heading to the door.
"Coup? What's Comescu?" Callen asked as I looked over to him. Hunter paused at the door and looked back to me.
"Agent Cooper, now." She barked. I looked into Callen's icy blue eyes and felt my world crash down around me. I knew they'd find out about Comescu one day, but the chicken in me wanted to be far, far away. The agent in me knew the next twenty four hours were going to test me. I shook my head and held my breath as I fallowed Hunter out of Op's. The confused and hurt looks on the teams faces etched into my mind forever.
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