Chapter 7

Walking out of the Ne'er Portal, (shed), at the back of the car park, Gibbs looked at his watch, he wasn't so sure about Tim thinking the Ne'er ran on Irish time, as it was light here now and it looked like although only a few hours had passed, he was sure he'd spent longer at The Inn in the Ne'er than that.

Pix flitted up to his ear and squeaked.

Tim laughed, "No, the mortal realm always smells like this. I had to get used to it too. Now you have to make yourself scarce," Tim opened his pocket Pix poked her head out and squeaked.

"No you can't eat it it's bigger than you."

Gibbs looked at him, "Nutter Butter boss, she loves chocolate." Tim explained.

"What woman doesn't?" Gibbs replied as they walked back up to the sign in desk.

As the elevator opened, Gibbs and Tim walked in to a hive of activity.

Leon was pacing the Bullpen as Tony was ploughing through a ton of paperwork, "I think I have something," he said and then shook his head, "Damn, we need McGee!" Tony snapped.

"I'm here Tony," Tim said stepping around the divider, "What do you need?"

"Thank God!" Tony sighed and slouched into his chair.

Leon turned to Tim, "3 days." He said.

"Oh! I'm sorry I lost track of time." Tim said.

Gibbs looked confused. "Leon?"

"You've been gone 3 days Gibbs, don't worry the Ne'er will do that to you sometimes." He explained, "DiNozzo found out something disturbing, Petty Officer Stevenson had joined an Al Qaeda based terrorist group, the Soldiers of the Sword. He was working on the ship and was falsifying inventory so that more ammunition than was actually used and accounted for was being purchased and then sold on, it seems like Judson had noticed and was planning on filing a grievance against him."

"So why summon Rage?" Tim asked confused, "There was no need for that."

"I don't know, Stevenson is in interrogation and won't talk, DiNozzo is running down the Al Qaeda angle and trying to locate any ammunition that hasn't been sent on yet."

Tim rubbed his face he had in effect been awake for four days and he had done two trips through the Ne'er as well, but he wanted this over.

"I need to talk to him Boss?" Tim said, "I need to know how he found out about the Ne'er."

Gibbs shot a look to Leon.

Leon walked over to Tim, "Ok, but you're tired; Maybe you should rest a bit first." He suggested.

Tim glared at him, "Director, we've lost 3 days because I lost track of time I need to see him now, I know what I can handle. He's the reason Rage is snapping at everyone in the Ne'er."

Vance looked at his nephew worried, "Ok, but I want Gibbs with you."

"I can do it fine!" Tim snapped and stormed off to the elevators.

Vance and Gibbs followed him as the doors shut, "Stairs, What's eating him?" Leon asked as they walked down the stairs to interrogation.

"His brother was a bit…er….annoyed that he was still considered a suspect, I think Tim thinks he's messing this up."

Vance nodded, "I can see that, there's a lot riding on this for the kid." He sighed.

Gibbs stopped, "I'm missing something, what is it?" he asked.

"My mother, she contacted Tim, she is displeased that this is causing a rift between the elementals and the Fae, she has told him, that if he doesn't solve it there will be no hope of him ever meeting his mother."

"That's harsh." Gibbs said.

Vance nodded, "I always thought that mother was scared of Tim, she demanded he come here and help redress the balance that his birth caused but she has always been off with him. I think he is just overcompensating as the council is watching this so closely."

"Rage said something about him being your last best hope?"

Leon shrugged, "I assume it's because he's our last hope to unite all the races of the Ne'er."

Tim's anger had grown as he waited for the elevator to take him down to the interrogation rooms.

He had not told Gibbs about his meeting with Gaia, but the fact that he knew that if he messed this up that he would lose all hope of seeing his mother made him mad. This Petty Officer had no right to mess with things he had no knowledge in, and calling in the Morrigan no less.

He grabbed the folder from the observation room and looked at the technicians. "Gibbs is coming I'll take over here." He said.

The technician nodded and handed over his headset, "Thanks Tim," he said and left.

Tim waited until he had gone and switched off the recording devices.

He opened the door and walked next door into interrogation.

He slammed the door open and threw the folder on the table.

Petty Officer Stevenson looked at him and grinned, "They sent me a junior agent," he laughed, "Walk away kid, you have no idea what you're dealing with."

Tim leaned back and smiled.

Gibbs and Vance walked into observation.

"I wanna see how he does first." Gibbs said, he noticed there were no technicians. "You send them home Leon?" he asked.

Vance shook his head. "Not me." He admitted, "Tim must have."

In the next room, Stevenson grinned. "What I know could blow your mind kid."

Tim raised an eyebrow but said nothing.

"Really you wanna know what I know?" he pushed.

"I wanna know what you know about the Soldiers of the Sword." Tim said

Stevenson laughed, "They are small compared to the power I wield."

Tim right out laughed, "The….the power….you….." he spluttered in between laughing.

"DON'T LAUGH AT ME!" Stevenson screamed, "I have power."

"You are a pawn." Tim said sadly.

"You know NOTHING!" Stevenson snapped. "I know stuff I summoned a demon."

"Demon?" Tim asked. "She told you she was a demon?"

Stevenson stopped, "I…I never said it was a She?"

"What did she promise you?" Tim asked.

Stevenson looked shocked but said nothing.

"WHAT DID MORRIGAN PROMISE YOU!" Tim snarled.

Stevenson moved back, "How…how did you know her name."

"She's family." Tim said.

Stevenson jumped up as if burned, "You…you're not an agent. You're one of them you are a demon."

Tim stood up and smiled.

"And you're the stupid mortal who messed with something NOT of your business, How did you find out about the Ne'er?"

Stevenson scrambled into the corner and started talking in what to Gibbs was a string of gibberish.

"Shit!" Vance swore and headed for the door.

Tim's eyes flashed, "It won't work on me boy. You wanna know who you're dealing with now?" he asked. The room grew dark and lightening crackled around the edges of the two-way glass separating the interrogation room from observation.

Stevenson nodded shaking in his boots.

"I am the son of death, I am the brother of Rage…I am Horror!" he snarled making the walls shake. "Now TALK to me!"

Stevenson wet himself and curled up into a ball. "I'll talk please don't kill me!" he screamed.

The door flew open and Gibbs walked in.

"I am horror?" he said with a smirk.

Tim smiled, "Hey Boss!" he grinned. Looking over at Stevenson who was crouched in a ball whimpering.

"Vance is taking over the interrogation; you get to Ducky and send that blue thing of yours and let your brother know he's off the hook."

"But boss?! I was just starting to enjoy myself!" Tim whined.

Gibbs headslapped him, "Head to Ducky, 'Horror'," he ordered rolling his eyes as Stevenson looked wildly at him.

"He's….He's….a Demon!" Stevenson shuddered as Tim walked out of the room

Gibbs looked at him, "Really? Maybe we should call a Doctor to come in and see you?"

"I'm not mad…He's the son of Death!" Stevenson said grasping hold of Gibbs' jacket.

Gibbs wrinkled his nose at the smell of urine coming off the petty officer and shot a look at Vance who nodded.

"I'll have an Agent to escort you to the showers and have you cleaned up, I are you willing to write me a full confession when you get back?" Vance asked.

"You…you keep him away from me!"

Gibbs closed the door and caught up to Tim who was leaning against the wall.

"What was that Tim?"

Tim raised and eyebrow and gave a small smirk, "Temper tantrum…Well controlled Boss but a temper tantrum."

"Come on lets go check you out." Gibbs said as Tim yawned.

"Kelly used to get tired after her tantrums too." He confided in the other man.

"You think he'll confess now?" Tim asked as they got to the elevator.

Gibbs smirked "I think right now he'd confess to murdering his mother if it kept you away, that's a very handy interrogation technique you have there Elf Lord."

The door to Autopsy opened and Gibbs helped Tim onto the couch in Ducky's office.

"Is everything alright Jethro?" Ducky asked concerned.

"Yeah, He just overdid it that's all; we got all we need on the Stevenson case. Need you to go check him out, we think he may have mental health issues, thinks McGee's a demon." Gibbs smirked.

"Oh my?!" Ducky smiled. "I'll alert the psychiatric wing at Bethesda."

Gibbs went to ask Tim about how this would impact on the Ne'er now that they had Stevenson and as he opened the door he was surprised to see McGee asleep on the couch with a small blue sprite curled up on his chest.