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Chapter 7

As Todd fell back into an exhausted sleep, Eric ushered Callen out of the room.

"I need to get into that file if Nell can't. If Myra made Todd learn that message then that file is important. If it has evidence that Klaus and BAI were dealing with the IRA then we need to know." Eric said.

Callen called OPS and confirmed that Nell did indeed have the file number.

"Yes I have it I need to get into BAI's mainframe…I'm using Christian Beale's access….hold on…." Nell said as she ran her password cracker program.

"OH!" She exclaimed as the password flashed up on screen.

"Is there a problem?" Eric asked worried they could not get in.

"Oh no, I'm in its just Christian's password….it was Eric." She said wishing she could see her partners face to be there and support him.

"Ok." Eric said flatly and shrugged, "No imagination I guess." He said, "So the file number….it's 367-596-7745 it should be in the main file server."

"I know…..hang on." Nell said Eric could hear her typing, "Got it!" she was quiet as the file opened and pages of information flowed over the big screen.

"Oh dear, Mr. Callen, I need you and Mr. Hanna back here as soon as possible, there is an arm's shipment, due for the 3rd Battalion 11th Marines regiment in Afghanistan, that is being rerouted to the IRA. Mr. Beale. I may need your services as well, is your son well enough to be left alone?" Hetty asked.

"No, I'll get Summer to sit with him and be on my way." Eric told her.

"Very well, I would like permission to talk with Young Mr. Beale's physician." Hetty said.

"I'll set it up before I leave." Eric said and handed the phone to Callen.

He walked out to the waiting room where Sam and Summer were sitting.

"Sam, Callen needs you we have a case….Summer, I need a favor Hun." He said Summer nodded and he went to talk to her as Sam went to find Callen.

All three of them walked into Ops as Nell was putting the information up on the screen.

"BAI was organizing a shipment which on paper was sending a M777 which is a lightweight 155 millimeter Howitzer to Afghanistan, however we managed to backtrack the order, the 3rd Battalion had one delivered a week ago, this is a duplicate order that Klaus created using the same paperwork, it's being shipped via RAF Lakenheath in Norfolk, England. We think it is then to be, picked up and re routed to Ireland."

"Have you sent the information to LEIE?" Hetty asked Nell.

"Yes, Law Enforcement Information Exchange got the information and will be liaising with the UK's Scotland Yard to close down the terrorist cell their end. We need to find out who was helping Klaus Beale on this end. He is due to meet someone called, John Murphy who knows Shamus O'Conner. Looking at Klaus's file these two have never met."

Callen looked at Eric, "You look like your brother, and you have the same sort of mannerisms?"

"No…..NO WAY!" Eric said.

"Mr. Beale I do believe the best way of bringing this terrorist cell down is if you pose as your brother. We can easily add a few years on you." Hetty said with a slight smile.

"Like this won't!" Eric exclaimed.

Hetty ignored her senior technical analyst's outburst and continued. "You will be meeting Mr. Murphy at the Twenty-nine palms base in San Bernardino County."

Eric sighed he knew he could not get out of this, "Why couldn't it have been Dominik we looked nothing alike."

"Dominik?" Nell asked overhearing his whisper,

"Other brother, dead now." Eric breathed back.

"Mr. Beale!" Hetty called in a singsong voice and Eric mouthed 'HELP!' at Nell and walked out as she chuckled.

By the time Eric had caught up with Hetty in wardrobe, she already had a suit picked out.

"Urrgh!" Eric shuddered, "I hate suits."

Hetty looked at him, "I always wondered why you insisted on wearing those surfer shorts of yours."

"Suits meant money and money meant my dad and Klaus and Nik. All the things I had lost." Eric said candidly. "Shorts meant freedom, surfing, Myra and Summer, All the things I love."

"Well for the good of your Country Mr. Beale, you need to wear a suit." Hetty said and handed a charcoal grey Armani suit. Eric took it and the shoes and disappeared into the waiting room.

When he walked out both Kensi and Nell were standing next to Hetty with the others close by.

"WOW!" The girls said together while Hetty nodded,

"Mr. Beale, you wear that well." She said proudly.

"Thanks Hetty," Eric said as he put in his contact lenses, "Klaus doesn't wear glasses, so I got my contacts out."

As Eric stood up again, the others could see the rich breeding in him as he channeled his older brother.

The boys were impressed as Eric reached over and grabbed a phone. "Jameson, It's Klaus, I need a pick up from this address," He snapped sounding exactly like him, he gave the driver the address. "So I guess I'm going home." He sighed as he put the phone down.

"Yes Mr. Beale with your new secretary Ms Blye." Kensi grabbed a bag and walked out of wardrobe looking every inch the corporate secretary.

Just before they left, Eric walked into Hetty's office.

"Can you check on Todd and let my kids know as much as you can what I'm up to…." He sat across from her desk, finally catching his breath.

"I'm going to have to get a bigger trailer…" he said money juggling in his head.

"Don't worry about that Mr. Beale, just keep your mind focused on the mission and I will check in with young Mr. Beale and Miss Beale and make sure they have Mr. Hanna and Mr. Callen watching over them tonight."

"Thanks Hetty." Eric said, he stopped as his cell phone rang and instantly slipped into character as Klaus. "Ms. Martinez, Our car is here,"

Kensi grabbed her bag and followed 'Klaus' out of the door.

Arriving at the house all was quiet.

"I called the house, Klaus and I sound the same on the phone, Gave the staff a few days off as I'm going away." He told Kensi.

She just walked into the house behind him and stood in the main lobby with her mouth agape.

"You grew up here!" she breathed awed.

Eric shrugged, "It's just my parent's house."

Eric showed Kensi to her room, which Kensi had to admit, was bigger than her apartment.

Then he showed her the kitchen, where Eric found enough groceries to make a meal.

"Wow you cook?" Kensi was surprised.

"Yeah?" Eric was confused.

"I always though rich people ate take out." She smiled teasing him.

"Nope, never did when I was rich, can't afford it now I'm poor."

"You are?" She looked at him with pity.

"Kensi, don't. I knew what I was giving up for Myra and I have never regretted my choice, I will love her till the day I die and she gave me two wonderful children, I wouldn't swap that for all of my fathers money…and I did!" He said with a smile.

She went back to her room to rest for the morning and as soon as the house was quiet, he took the time to look around.

Eric put his bag in Klaus' room and took the time to look in Todd's room and make a mental note of what he could fit in his trailer that his son needed. Then without thinking, he found himself standing outside of his old room.

He reached up and rested his hand on the doorknob; did he want to know what his father had turned his room into after he had thrown him out?