AUTHORS NOTES: WARNINGS: In this one there is only talk about sexual stuff no "lemons" or "slash" Hello readers! I hope you have been enjoying the story so far. Well I don't want to give anything away soooo I will not give you any hints for this one sorry! Hope you enjoy anyways! Oh yes reminder of agent Kensi''s cover name is Carina Pereira just so your not confused and be like who the heck is this chick lol anyways enjoy!
Chapter#4
Impatiently Carter Verone looked at his Rolex. Carina Pereira should turn up soon, before he fired her. Verone tossed his scotch. The ice cubes hit the glass. Out of the corner of his eye he saw blonde hair and excited Verone turned his head. Maybe Pereira managed to bring Bullitt with her. Then the evening would hopefully end with a trophy in his bed. But it was just one of the many brainless blondes. And just behind her this ominous woman again, that turned down every admirer. She just had eyes for the VIP lounge. Well, she looked appealing. It would be sufficient for getting rid of the sexual frustration. He should reward her effort a little. He beckoned her over
"Good evening, Mr. Verone" she said, her voice was enticingly deep.
She obviously did it already a few times. If she was that experienced in bed, too?
"What is your name?" Verone asked
"Monica" Monica whispered.
Unsolicited she stepped over the red cord. Verone indicated to Enrique that he should restrain himself. With swaying hips, she came towards him. Verone crossed his legs. An effective method of defense. Some women already tried to sit unasked on his lap
"Well then, Monica" Verone said, he patted the place next to him and she followed "why do you want so desperately to draw my attention to you?"
For a moment she seemed confused. She blinked several times, before she smiled with her teeth
"Why do you think that?" Monica asked
"Do you really think in all these months I didn't notice you? Then you got no confidence in your appearance. Or you're playing dumb. Neither is very attractive" Verone said. Monica's smile faded and Verone's grew. She started to speak, but he spotted Pereira. Finally! "just a second, darling" he interrupted Monica. Pereira walked directly up to him. She held a drink in his hand "how was the race?" he asked. She pursed her lips
"The race was great, but the cops broke it up" Pereira said
"So you didn't find any racers?" Verone asked Pereira stepped over the cord and put the drink in Verone's hand
"Six racers will be racing for your favor in two days time" Pereira said. Verone raised his glass to her
"What about Bullitt?" Verone asked.
Yikes, Monica was suddenly very stiff. Did she know this man by any chance?
"Bullitt will be there. He already has a partner. He probably doesn't drive with beginners" Pereira said
"Very good" Verone murmured "you will be there, too?"
"I assumed that" Pereira said confidently "I think I earned the right to watch the race"
"Then I have the next task for you right now" Verone said and stood up. But before he went with Pereira, he turned to Monica "you may go now, darling. You'll surely turn up more often, right?" she seemed disappointed, but that's not what interested him. Verone turned to Pereira "Roberto will give you a package. Stow it in my red Ferrari in the lot at the I-95"
"Shall the drivers fetch it? As job interview?" Pereira asked
"Clever woman. I'll tell Esteban, that you're now working directly for me" Verone said
"And what shall I do?" Pereira asked
"You're my assistant. Organize things for me, provide what I need. A general drudge. Can you manage that?" Verone asked, Pereira smiled
"Of course" Pereira said
"You're confident" Verone said and took a drag off his cigar "your first name?"
"Carina" Carina said
"How fitting. Then go now, Carina. I'll call you, should I need anything" Verone said
Carina nodded and went. Verone smoked his cigar, while he observed the dance floor. Monica wasn't a promising prospect now. His gaze landed on a blonde, young man. He would do for tonight. So, he went directly up to him. Time to have some fun
(Time Skip/Page Brake)
"And what's happening now?" Brian asked. Callen looked at Brian.
The young man got shadows under his eyes. His shoulders hung limp and he was pale
"At six we're meeting with the colleague, who works for Verone, for breakfast" Callen said,
Brian rubbed his face and nodded. Then he looked around
"Is there a coffee maker?" Brian asked. Callen looked at his watch
"It's in about an hour. I wouldn't touch this stuff with a ten-foot pole. If you want, we'll go now" Callen said
Brian nodded again and put his hands in his pockets
"And after that?" Brian asked. Callen led him to his car
"After that we're driving with the cars to a garage of your choice. You'll want to look at them, right? And I'll have to get accommodation. I can't exactly sleep at a hotel" Callen said
"I know the right man. He will even loan you a bed, if you want to" Brian said
"Tej Parker?" Callen said and grinned, when Brian's head flew around. A blonde brow lifted up
"You're doing your homework thoroughly" Brian said
"That's how I am" Callen said and approached Brian. He leaned forward "I'm always thorough"
Brian's cheeks reddened. He cleared his throat
"What's that supposed to mean?" Brian asked
"What do you mean?" Callen asked
"Forget it!" Brian said then went to the passenger door.
His shoulders were even more slumped. At first Callen felt the urge to probe. It would be the ideal opportunity: Brian was dependent on the good outcome of this operation and Callen held him on a short leash. Furthermore, he was evidently exhausted and couldn't grasp his thoughts so clearly any more. And then he saw Brian's face. The very well-hidden mistrust. Callen and Brian needed mutual trust, otherwise this could end deadly fast. So, he let Brian off the hook. During the drive Callen occasionally darted a glance at Brian, whose head leant on the glass panel and he gazed sightlessly out the window. But not for a moment did he close his eyes
"May I ask a question, O'Conner?" Callen asked
"Brian" Brian said, the blonde didn't even look at him
"What?" Callen asked
"Brian. In light of the fact that we'll be working together, it may be convenient to call each other by our first names. Don't you think so?" Brian asked
"Right. So, Brian. I'm G" Callen said
"Just G?" Brian asked "My full name is Grisha Alexandrovich Nikolaev Callen. But every one calls me just G. So, may I ask a question?" Callen asked
"No idea. You're the agent. So, can you?" Brian asked
Callen laughed. Brian was really cool
"Why cars?" Callen asked.
Brian propped his head on his hand and looked at Callen
"Stealing or driving?" Brian asked
"Stealing" Callen said
"To be honest: I wanted to piss my dad off as much as I could. My dad is a lawyer and he hated street racers in general. My mother didn't complain, when I brought money home for her. Why would she, I mean she was pretty awesome when it came to stuff like that. She even kept it a secret between the two of use, and kept my ass hole of a dad out of it. Even if at the time I wasn't old enough to drive, she still supported my dreams, and trusted me not to do anything I couldn't handle. She new I wasn't stupid when it came to cars. So, when ever she knew I was headed out to a race all she ever told me was to be careful" Brian said smiling at the thought of his mother Isabelle Lillian O'Conner. She was always there for him in every way possible "then one day I came home from school and she was just…. gone. I was left with my very abusive dad and I continued racing, and stayed on the wrong side of the law to piss him off. After my mom up and left the money became a necessity. My dad didn't give two shits about me so just having extra cash around for when I was starving wasn't a bad thing. Therefore, I thought I'd steal some cars. Unfortunately, I got caught"
"And then changing sides for the police?" Callen asked.
Brian kept silent. He looked out of the window again. Callen thought he wouldn't get an answer. Then there was Brian's voice
"I didn't want to go back to prison ever again. And I thought it would be safer on the other side" Brian said. Callen didn't say anything though. Everyone in the field of prosecution eventually realized that it wasn't safe on any side. Especially not if you're investigating undercover. They drove to a diner. Before Callen got out "that's it? Nothing more you want to know?" he asked, Callen looked at him
"We've got some more time. I can still ask the other questions" Callen said.
Brian just nodded and got out. Callen looked around. There weren't any suspicious people near them- he only saw Kensi's car. While they entered the diner, he noticed how Brian checked the surroundings. Once they were in the diner, he looked out for escape routes, too. Callen asked himself whether that was a remnant of his cop training or paranoia, caused by a shitty child hood and two years on the run. In these premises it was hard to assess Brian. He seemed to hold his cards close to his chest. Like Callen himself. But it appeared as if there was another burden on Brian's shoulders. And Callen wondered, whether something bigger had happened in L.A. Something that wasn't in the files. Or did he behave that oddly because he was gay? Brian was obviously interested in him. And Callen was dying to use this interest. But as soon as the case was closed, he probably wouldn't see Brian again. Callen didn't have any problems with that. He'd had many affairs during his undercover stints. Only he was sure Brian couldn't bear a one-night-stand, he seamed like a long-term relationship type a guy, romance and all. In L.A. he was set on Mia Toretto and Brian's bosses assumed, that the operation failed because of that. Callen rather presumed that Brian had, had feelings for Dominic Toretto. It creeped Callen out that Brian invested too much feelings. Because then it wasn't a game anymore. And Callen didn't want to hurt the blonde unnecessarily. Therefore, he resolved reluctantly to keep his hands off Brian. Brian before him went purposefully to a table in the back area, surrounded by two walls. Kensi already had a cup of coffee before her. She smiled at them both. She was to be envied, because there wasn't a trace of tiredness in her face. Considering she shouldn't have gotten any sleep, as well
"Morning G, O'Conner" Kensi said.
Brian sat down opposite her, his back to the wall
"Morning" Brian said "Nice to finally meet you" Kensi said. Brian lifted a brow
"You could've just come up to me after the races" Brian said
"You saw me?" Kensi asked
"You're not exactly inconspicuous at it" Brian said
"A cop notices another cop, right?" Kensi asked
Brian shrugged his shoulders. Callen sighed and sat down next to Brian. He grabbed the menu
"Is there something new?" Callen asked
"Verone will be holding the interview tomorrow. I had to place a package in his Ferrari in the lot at I-95. The drivers have to bring it him. The winner gets the job" Kensi said
"That doesn't sound especially difficult" Callen said
"It wouldn't be, if it was a night job" Brian tossed in "but in the middle of the day there's the normal traffic to consider. On the I-95 there are many truckers on the road. Furthermore, this is a race. You have to be fast and react well. This isn't a cordoned-off route. Can you circuit obstacles during high speed?" Callen nodded
"This we can manage. And should it become tight, we've got back up" Callen said.
He noticed, that Kensi bit her lip. He looked questioningly at her, but she just pointed at Brian with her eyes. Callen nodded slightly. They'd talk later. Before one of the three could say a word, a waitress came up to them and took their orders. After she brought the meals
"So how did you imagine this will go? Will we be observed through trackers the whole time?" Brian asked
"In both cars are GPS trackers. We will wear ear wigs, that'll have a connection to the OSP center, during the drive. A colleague in the center got access to the traffic cams through Kaleidoscope" Kensi said
"Big Brother sends its love" Brian murmured "and what when we won't get accepted as Verone's drivers"
"No trust in your driving skills?" Callen asked
"I just wanted to know, to how many years in jail I'll have to adjust to" Brian said sighing
"If everything goes well, none" Kensi said "and I'm sure you both can manage it"
Brian shrugged his shoulders, then he gazed at Callen
"May I step out? I won't need long. Then you can discuss whatever I shouldn't be present for" Brian said.
Callen stood up and allowed him to pass
"He really is quite smart" Kensi said and looked after him "and he's quite cute. It's the first time I see him close up" Callen followed her gaze. A pretty butt disappeared behind the bathroom door "G!" a startled Callen looked at Kensi
"What?" Callen asked
"You goggled his butt!" Kensi said and she was less disgusted, but more elated "you totally stared at his ass!"
"I didn't!" objected Callen half-heartedly.
He knew it wasn't convincing. He didn't need Kensi's incredulous look to know that
"You stared! But I understand that. He's really pretty" Kensi said, Callen changed the topic
"What did you want to talk about, Kensi? He won't be forever on the john" Callen asked, she snorted
"Thank you for that image. But seriously: Verone wanted O'Conner from the beginning as driver. When he assigned the search to me, he insisted on him. And I don't think it's just work-related. Every time O'Conner doesn't take part in the races, Verone disappears quickly. And lately he called increasingly young, blonde men to the VIP lounge" Kensi said. Curiously Callen leaned forward
"Verone likes men?" Callen asked
"He likes young, blonde men it seems" Kensi said nodding
"Why didn't he hire Bri-O'Conner not directly?" Callen asked.
Shoot, Kensi's brows twitched. She caught his slip
"Maybe he didn't get his hold on him. O'Conner was a cop on the run. He knows what ex-cops awaits in prison. He would've thought that a big number like Verone is watched by the police. Is that paranoia or survival instinct?" Kensi asked. Callen shrugged his shoulders
"Both? When should we gather at Verone's?" Callen asked
"Tomorrow twelve sharp. The address is on your cell. I have to go, soon. Verone wants me now as an assistant and I don't want to make him wary" Kensi said
"Very good. O'Conner and I'll drive to the safe house and get the cars from Sam and Marty" Callen said
"Oh, I'm anxious to know how they look!" Kensi said
She sounded like a teen-girl at a boy group concert
"You like fast cars?" Brian asked. Callen and Kensi flinched and grabbed for their hidden weapons "don't shoot me" Brian said drily. He let himself fall next to Callen, entirely unfazed by the sigs that were aimed at him. He pulled his omelet up to him and took a sip of his coffee "enough time to talk about me or should I go smoke one?" Callen and Kensi put their weapons away
"Everything's alright" Callen uttered "as soon as we're ready, we fetch the cars and drive to your friends place"
"Then think of a nice story, how you suddenly know me. Tej is out of sorts with strangers" Brian said
"Why? Does he sell auto parts illegally?" Kensi asked
"Why should I tell you?" Brian asked.
Kensi looked meaningfully at Callen and stood up
"I'll go back to work. See you tomorrow!" Kensi said.
Callen raised his hand and Brian ignored her entirely. He took the last bite of his food
"Let's go" Callen said