Lovely Lane Chapter 7

Spring Vacation IV

BOATSHED 09:00

The team is seated around the table in the main room as Clark and Lana enter. They are seated, introductions are made and Hetty motions for Eric to begin.

Eric clears his throat and begins. "In addition to the lunch time incident, there was this at The Eye just before sunset. I collected video from several surveillance cameras, cleaned up the visuals, stitched them together and we have this." A 30 second video is shown of the rescue of the little girl. "Now, you can see that the image of the rescuer is blurry; the movement was so fast that we can't identify the person. However, we have this"; a shot of Lana ALONE in her car is shown, with Clark appearing at her side and repairing the car door's locking mechanism.

All eyes turn to the young couple.

Clark nods to Lana.

Hetty opens her mouth to speak –

'FREEZE'

The NCIS team is frozen in time and space.

"Well, this team is good, they've nailed us." Lana winces.

"Yeah. But listen to this, they have their own secrets – their identities. They must do a lot of undercover work. I think we can trust them."

"Really?"

"Yes, I do."

"Ok, I'm on board. Now what?"

"We answer their questions, within reason."

"Within reason?"

"Well, me, I don't think I'll reveal all my abilities or my origin. Unless absolutely necessary."

"The same for me?"

"Yup."

"Ok, let's go."

'UNFREEZE'

Everyone thaws out, looking disgusted.

"Was that necessary," Hetty spits out.

"Yes," Clark spits back. "We needed a short discussion, in private."

"We have rooms where privacy can be assured," Sam speaks up.

"With all your tech toys surrounding us?" Lana smirks.

"We agree to answer appropriate questions, if you will reciprocate." Clark tells them.

Callen starts, "Who are you, anyway?"

"Two college sophomores from mid-America," Lana grins.

Deeks laughs, "Tell us something we don't know!"

Kensi gives him a soft elbow. Lana notices.

Sam speaks, rather harshly, "We are most interested in your special abilities – both of you," he scowls.

"As you've seen, I have upper speed including the ability to fly. Super-strength, I broke the locking mechanism on that car on the Eye. Heat vision, I repaired (welded) the door mechanism. Super-hearing, I listened to conversations at the lunch incident. Others that you don't need to know about."

Callen snorts, "we'll decide what we need to know!"

"Sorry, that decision is ours, alone," Clark folds his arms across his chest.

"And you, Miss Lang?" Hetty bring the talk back to civility.

"Well, I did a family heritage project during my junior year in HS. I found Wiccan manifestations in my family tree. But that was 500 years ago in France . . . nothing since. Then Clark and I were on a picnic and it happened.

Lana relates the bottle coming to her, the soccer ball coming and going, and other skills she has discovered and practiced.

"A bit ago you froze us, right?" Kensi observes.

"Correct."

Hetty gives Eric and Nell permission to share some of their special capabilities, which they do.

Clark asks, "Well, so we are now acquainted. May we get on with our spring break vacation?"

"Just a moment, I'm the team leader and I have a request." Callen asserts.

"You want to use us for something you are having trouble with. Am I right?" Lana smirks.

"Well, sort of." Callen grimaces.

"We are just 2 college kids!" Clark shouts. He stands, grasps Lana's hand and they start for the door.

Sam jumps to his feet and attempts to get in front of them. He finds himself thrown into the back wall of the boat shed. He is dazed and slides down to the floor, sitting with his feet straight out in front of him.

Kensi & Deeks cover their mouths to keep from laughing, Callen glares, Nell gasps, Eric smirks. "Cheeky bastard" Hetty mutters.

Clark warns them, "The next time one of you tries something stupid, my reaction will be on you!" Lana grips his hand and leads him outside.

Eric puts the outside camera on the big screen. They see Lana jump on Clark's back and they are gone!

"Bugger, I was hoping to at least get their contact info!" Hetty is disappointed.

"Wow, they are a power couple!" Kensi remarks.

"Just like us, eh partner," Deeks grins.

He gets another gentle elbow from Kensi. A frown from Hetty, a smile from Nell.

Sam is just now picking himself up off the floor.

"Ah, gotcha," Eric yells. "I have Clark Kent's cell number."

"On my phone," Callen says.

"NO, Eric, on my phone only." Hetty commands. "Then erase it from all systems immediately!"

"What the hell, Hetty!" Callen objects.

"Mr. Callen. The way they have been treated, and they are civilians not associated in any way with us or our work, if we need to contact them, I will do it. Understood?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Miss Blye and Mr. Deeks, the interrogation room with me now, please." She walks down the short hallway with the partners following. They enter, stand and talk.

"I would like to make one more attempt to talk with this couple. Are you willing to meet them on the beach at Malibu tomorrow morning for breakfast?"

The partners look at each other and nod their consent. "Yes, we'll do that," Kensi speaks for them.

"Good, I will TXT Clark. If they agree I will give Kensi his cell # and let you set it up."

"Ok, I will wait to hear from you," Kensi agrees.

TBC