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At Belfast International airport.
Around an hour and a half later.

"Last time I was here. It was last year. I was coming home from Egypt." Harry said in a tone of slight surprise. "And your point is?" Martin asked. "Well, last time it was a holiday. I discovered NCIS and made friends. That I was good at driving a quad and scuba diving..." "You've told me the story." Maria pointed out "And you've made your point. Last time it was a holiday, this time it's kind of a secret mission, or a job to do." "Keep your voices down." Martin whispered. "God knows who's listening." "Really, spies for Auspeaks in Belfast. You watch too many movies Martin." "And you watch too much NCIS. You do know it's..." He replied, but he was interrupted by someone speaking over the intercom.

The person spoke with a strong Belfast accent, and seemed to be holding the mic too close to his mouth. " The flight to Heathrow has been delayed." However hardly anyone could make him out, due to the fact that he was holding the mic too close. "Well now we have some extra time on our hands. Great" Martin pointed out in a sarcastic tone. "What's wrong with that? Harry asked "Now we can get brunch. A good old fashioned Ulster fry will do me good." He said in an eager tone.

TBC
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Not such an exciting cliffhanger as the others. I'll admit.

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A hour or so later...

"We really should be going now." Martin pointed out. "The plane will be leaving soon. And my contact can be impatient. In case you wondered, she's meeting us on the runway."
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"Ah, Martin. So glad you came." "Cut the crap, let's just get back to... Shi*." Martin replied as police cars pulled up behind them. "Right, if we hurry onto the plane... Bollocks." He replied as he realized that Martin's so-called contact was aiming a gun at Martin." "I'm placing you, all of you, under arrest." "For what!?" Martin shouted in anger "Trying to expose a conspiracy." Four police officers steped forward and placed the three of them in handcuffs. "Now get on the plane." She said in a bitter tone.

TBC
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"Then, what have you done with my dog?" Harry asked the so-called contact in a bitter and slightly concerned tone. "What are you talking about?" Came her reply. "It was a different contact." Martin whispered. "Rather than going to Heatrow, you'll be coming straight to Washington." The contact pointed out. "Damn, I was looking forward to flying first class." said Maria "Although that's the least of our worries." "Actually." The contact pointed out "You'll still be flying first class." "Well, that only makes getting arrested and stuff our only worry. Great" She replied in a sarcastic tone.
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"May I ask, under arrest for what?" Martin asked in a bitter and angry tone. The so-called contact laughed. "Au speaks has all this money that it gets. You all know it would have enough to do this." She replied. "They're the real criminals here." Harry muttered. At this point the contact punched him in the face. "Shi*! What was that for?" He responded whilst holding his bleeding nose. "Next time, I'll kick you in the crotch." 'Kinda ruins the effect of firs class, with terroists watching your every move." Martin said, in a bitter tone.

TBC
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After the plane lands...

As they stepped off the plane, the so-called contact spoke. " There are police waiting for ya. They will take you in for questioning." They walked with the contact and two guards that were on the plane with them. Martin nodded at Maria, then Harry. Within five seconds, Maria turned to one of the guards, kicked him in the groin twice, causing him to fall over in pain. Harry punched the other across the face, then grabbed his arm, twisted it and kicked him in the back twice. The so-called contact barely had time to react to this before Martin tripped her up and punched her in the face, twice.

"Let's grab our stuff and go." Martin spoke quickly. The guards were holding it, Maria grabbed a carrier bag from the one she had attacked, realising he was about to get up, she hit him over the head with a nearby broom three times. "We should just about have enough time to grab our other things." Martin pointed out, "So let's go." At the exit, next to baggage claim, someone was waiting with their suitcases. The three of them grabbbed them and headed towards the exit.

Realising the guards and so-called contact were in baggage claim aswell, Harry approached security guard. "Excuse me, I don't mean to bother you. But you see those three people?" He pointed over to the three of them. "Yes sir." Came the reply "I think I overheard them talk about a bomb." As soon as he said this a look of shock and horror came to the man's face, who then sprinted over." Harry then ran over to Martin and Maria, near the exit.

Outside was a car. The driver outside it spoke. "Hi Martin." "We can talk later, right now we have to go." The driver was a white female with long red hair. She was around Martin's height and was wearing casual clothes. As they stepped into the car she spoke "Name's Veronica. And you are?" "Harry." "Maria." "GO!!" Martin yelled, as he noticed the three of them coming out and approaching the car. Also noticing this, and that they were drawing pistols, Veronica speed off.

"GOD DAMN IT!!" Yelled the so-called contact. "Don't worry mam, we'll find them." reassured one of the guards.

TBC
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I’m kind of changing the style of writing; it’s more of a script style than a novel style now. I don’t know why I decided to change it. I just felt like it.
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Later…

*Martin is holding one of his bullet wounds. Veronica, looking at him, notices this*

Veronica- Martin. You ok?
Martin- I’m fine.
Veronica- Are you sure?
Martin- I SAID I’M FINE!! Sorry I didn’t mean to…
Veronica- It’s ok. We need to get you some proper med care.
Martin- Yeah. I know, but who.
Veronica- Let me worry about that.

*She turns her attention to Harry and Maria, through the wing mirror.*

And how about you two?
Maria- Well we didn’t get shot. If that’s what you mean.
Harry- Fine. So how did you and Martin meet? [he pauses] If you don’t mind me asking.

*Maria punches Harry in the arm, he mouths ow*

Veronica- Well, we both work for the NSA.
Martin- Who are probably now after us.
Veronica- Don’t worry. They’re not.
Martin- How do you know?!
Veronica- They’re still helping me bring “them” down.
Martin- I hope you’re right. I would hate noting more to be shot again. Well that and…
Maria- “Them” being victorious.
Martin- Exackly.
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Between one and three hours later.

Veronica- Here we are.

*The car pulls up at the entrance to the NSA*

Maria- [Whispers] Are we sure we can trust these guys?
Harry- Sure, and besides, I’ve got your back.

*Veronica parks the car and shuts it off. The four of them step out and she locks the door.*

Veronica- Here take these. [She hands Harry and Maria passes] They’ll get you inside. Now the three of you follow me.

*They follow Veronica inside the building. Passing people along the way, they get to the elevator*

Harry- Well, this is quite exciting.

*Maria punches him in the arm again. He mouths ow. They doors open after at least seven floors and they step out.*

Veronica- Look smart, you’re about to meet the head of our department.

*She leads them into a room, full of computers with people operating them and a large screen. The room itself is a grey colour.*

Woman- Hey Martin.

*Martin just raises his palm, to signal hello.  He continues to follow Veronica into an office. Sitting at the desk is a man, around his fifties, wearing a suit and in a deskchair. He is smoking a cigarette, Veronica waits outside.*

Man- Glad you could make it. Even more glad to see that you’re still alive! Martin, what the hell!?
Martin- My so-called contact was working for “them”.
Man- Don’t be afraid to say their name. It’s not like you’re some over-religious nutcase and they’re Satan.
Martin- Sir, can we continue.
Man- Oh yes. Of course.  [he puts out his cigarette and leaves it in his ashtray.]
Martin- I though smoking had been banned in public places. Sir.
Man- Well I’m in charge of this department. Anyway, it appears that the Autism charity
Harry- [coughs] Bullocks!
Maria- [whispers] Do you want another punch in the arm?
Man- [sarcasm] Can I continue? Thanks. Anyway it has become aware that Auspeaks. Is possible to become a threat to international security. You should already know that by now. The reason being its aim. You should also know that. Anyway we firstly need to figure out its new campaign, find out why it’s a threat and then put a stop to it.
Maria- What do you need us for?
Harry- [to himself] Damn it, I was going to ask that question.
Man- We need you, to do some undercover work. Get into the organization and find out what they’re up to.
Harry- I’m sorry, but what’s your na…
Man- Director William Hill. Yours being Harry Graham and Maria, some name I can’t pronounce.

*Maria glares at him*
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Several hours earlier, outside a warehouse.  Argentina, South America.

Woman- Wayne…
Wayne. D- Whatever your name is lady. Tell me what was the thing?..
Woman- That we wouldn’t let you see.
*Wayne nods and makes an uh sound.*
Classified. You have to be pretty high up in our organization to see it.
Wayne. D- Tell me what I have to do. I want to see that thing.
Woman- You’ll get your chance Wayne. Just wait. There’s just a few things you have to do.
Wayne. D- Then why did we go to that one in Texas.
Woman- Well, Wayne there were some things I needed to do. Now get in the car.

In a different universe.

Leek- [angry] God damn it!
Rick- What is it? [Whilst he’s talking Leek gets out of his chair]
Leek- Ah. Right, some bastar* is pretending to be autistic and it’s… Um.
Rick- Pissed you off.
Leek- Yes!
Rick- Who is he?
Leek- Some murdering paedophile in a different universe. And yes, I know what you’re going to say. I have to be looking for signs of the virus. But the fact that those as*holes exist in a different universe is suspicious.
Rick- What do you mean?
Leek- I mean, [name withheld for spoilers] helped fund and supported them here. I know what you’re going to say this time. I’m being paranoid. But that’s more than a coincidence, Rick.
Rick- What do you suggest we do?
Leek- You’re in charge Rick. [he sits down and spins around to face Rick] Any orders?
Rick- Look in S.Q.I.A.D I was in charge, well below Monagram, but you’re a higher rank than me in the H.F.A.
Leek- I know Rick. I just wanted to give you that sense again. We all know you miss it.
Rick [sighs] Well, we could just monitor it. You know, in case anything does happen.
Leek – [Gets up out of chair, leaves it spinning] [mutters to himself] Those as*holes.

TBC
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NSA headquarters U.S.A, present time.

Veronica- So?
Frank- So what?
Veronica- How did it go?
Frank- Well, I’m not supposed to tell you.
Woman- Frank.
Frank- Be with you in a minute. [He walks over] What is it Ester?
Ester- Well, you’re going to have to give me those codes.
Frank- Sure. [he writes on a piece of paper, making sure no-one is looking. He finishes writing it and walks back over] Let’s go.

*The four of them walk through the corridors until they get to the lift. The doors shut and Veronica laughs slightly*

Frank- What?
Veronica- [trying not to burst out laughing] Oh Frank. She so fancies you.
Harry- Don’t even try to deny it, [they all look at him] she was all over you like a…

*The doors open a man steps in and walks to the back*

Man- So Frank, right?
Frank- Have I seen you before?
Man-Nope. [he draws a pistol] Hands on your head [the four of them do so]. You’re under arrest.
Frank- [slightly turns around] For what?
Maria- Who do you represent?
Man- NCIS.

*A grin comes on Harry’s face*

Harry-[teasing him] Do you know Special agent Gibbs by any chance.

*The man rolls his eyes*

Man- Every time. Every time. Someone has to bring up the show. It’s probably the only reason people know about NCIS.
Frank- You still didn’t answer my question.  
Harry- What do we have to do with the Navy? [teasing him] Answer that quickly and I won’t slap you on the back of the head.
Man- [angry] Shut up!

*Maria punches him in the arm*

Maria- You might as well answer our questions.
Man- Will he shut it if it do?!
Harry- Why else do you think I did it? Probie.
Man- OK! I don’t actually know. I was just given a warrant.
Maria- [mutters] I bloody knew it.
Harry- Let me guess, you’re going to take us back to NCIS and interrogate us. When we do can I pop into…?
Man- I thought you agreed that you’d stop.
Harry- I had my fingers crossed. Sorry, it’s just too tempting.  At moments when you place us under arrest, it’s when the show would do that black and white dramatic pause before an ad break.

*Martin tries not to laugh, so does Harry. Eventually Maria also.*

Man- What is so duc*in’ funny.

*This causes them to try even harder*

I meant fuc*.
Harry- [trying really hard not to laugh] Phorensics and… I’m sorry I can’t do it. It’s just too…
Veronica- Can someone tell me about the references. I never watched the show.
  Man- Calm down, people. Please.  

*This causes the three of them to burst out laughing.*

Martin- We would knock you out. But, but [laughs] you’re so entertaining. Probie [he laughs even more].
Harry- [trying not to laugh] Martin. Please don’t ruin the effect.
Martin- [trying even harder not to laugh] I’m sorry, so sorry. [laughs]

*Maria slaps Harry one the back of the head*

Harry-[trying not to laugh] Ow. What was… [he brursts out laughing] That for...Boss.

*Harry stops laughing for a moment, he then elbows the man in the face. Blinding him for a few seconds. Veronica, knees
him in the groin, then in the chest several times when he leans over. He man falls over, Maria punches him across the face and then hits him on the head with his dropped gun. The doors open and the three of them walk quickly out of the lift.*

Martin- You’ve still got your keys, right?

*Veronica nods. The four of them continue to walk quickly. They take the stairs to the parking lot, Veronica pulls out her keys and clicks them. The car’s headlights flash, the four of them run over and get in. Veronica gets the car starting.*

Other man- STOP!! [he draws a pistol]
Man #3- You’re surrounded! Get out of the car! [they don’t and after several seconds] NOW!!

*Veronica stops the car’s engine. The four of them get out.*

Man 3#- Hands on your head.

*He approaches and handcuffs all of them.*

You’re coming with us.
TBC
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Several minutes later. In the black SUV, Man 3# is driving.

Martin- Well, guys.
Harry- Well what? Are you suggesting?
Martin- Nope.
Man 3#- I hear you’re a fan of the show.

*Harry nods*

Harry- Yes, probie.
Man 3#- There’s something about it, hardly anyone actually knows.
Maria- What is it?
Man 3#- I can’t tell you. But I can show you.
Harry- Look, just tell us.
Man 3#- Just. Wait, you’ll find about it soon enough. Maybe on the way to interrogation, or in the room itself.
Harry- Fine.
Other man- [to Man 3#] Do you honestly think?..
Man 3#-[slightly angry] Don’t ruin it!
*Other man mouths the word sorry*
Veronica- Well.
Martin- Well what?
Veronica- I know the secret. But if you don’t find out, I’ll just tell ya.
Harry- Well… Ok.
Veronica-[whispers] Ok I’ll just tell you now. It’s based on fact.
Martin- What! [all of them glare at him] [whispers] What?
Veronica- [whispers] Well, the producers struck a deal with the NCIS. As they were getting pissed off about other agencies taking credit for their work…
Harry- [whispers] And the fact that hardly anyone actually knew what NCIS was until they started making it.
Veronica- [whispers] Exactly.
Harry- [whispers, sounds surprised] So you’re telling us, that all that stuff, actually happened? Kate’s [withheld for spoilers, just in case…] Abby’s insane stalker boyfriend and…
Veronica- [whispers] Yes, all of those things happened. The actors on the show do have similar appearances towards the team. That and their skills at, well acting was why they were chosen.
Maria- [whispers, also surprised] Holy shi*.
Martin- Yeah.
Other man- What do you think they’re talking about?
Man 3#- Let’s just leave that to the team. God knows.
Other man- How come our characters are never on it?
Man 3#- Quite! They’ll hear you. [to the four of them] We’re almost there!
Veronica- [whispers] The team doesn’t actually know, except Di Nozo of course. But he has sworn not to tell them.
Maria- [whispers] I can see why.
Man 3#- We’re here.

*The car pulls up; it’s back facing the entrance to where they bring in criminals. Two people open the back of it. The four of them step out*

Harry- [whispers] I’m nervous.
Maria- [whispers] Who wouldn’t be. In your situation, that is?
Harry- [whispers] Rhetorical question. Yes.
Man 3#- You will each be interrogated, one at a time.
Harry- Well that was kind of obvious.
Man 3#- [sarcasm] Can I continue? Just for that, you’re either going in last.
Harry-[mutters] Crap.

TBC
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Yeah, the other reason why I can't publish this, but rather than giving it away. You had to wait...

The other reason is being sued for copyright by the people behind NCIS. But if you’ve read the previous extract, you would have worked that out.
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*Whilst Veronica is being interrogated, Harry, Maria and Martin and are all sitting in a separate rooms, they are cramped and colourless, a dull grey colour.*

Harry- [to Man] So.
Man- Shut it.
Harry-[teasing him] I was just going to get a damage report. And ask a question, then I swear to God I’ll shut it.
Man-Depends on the q.
Harry- Who’s interrogating me? Di Nozo, Gibbs, Ziva…
Man- No, from what I’ve heard you’re getting Ducky.
Harry- Ah yes, I’ve seen past that episode. He got a degree in…
Man- [angry] I thought we agreed.
Harry- I’m an Atheist. So I can, lie, cheat and swear all I God damn please. Well, as long as it’s legal lying, cheating and swearing. Well not that either, the only thing I have to worry about those things, if they’re legal is what people will think of me. Well that and...
Man- [really angry] God damn you! You are one annoying little fuc*er!
Harry- [teasing him] Well, to you and those other guys anyway. I don’t care what you think of me. I only care what Ducky, if that’s the case and what the rest of the team think if me. At least if I...
Man- [really angry] SHUT THE FUC* UP!!

*The door opens, standing there is Ducky*

Ducky- Thomas, I would much prefer it. If you didn’t treat the suspect that way.
Harry- [teasing him] Hear that, Thomas. The man says you shouldn’t treat me that way.
Ducky- Ah you must be Some_Bloke. I mean, that’s at least what you call yourself anyway.
Thomas- What do you want?
Ducky- Oh, I have to go early, my mother…
Thomas- Just get to the point.
Ducky- So I will not be interrogating Some_Bloke. Instead well, I haven’t been told yet.

*Harry faecpalms*

Meanwhile…
Maria- So.
Man 3#- So what?
Maria- Who am I?..
Man 3#- Me to know, you to find out.
Maria- [mutters] Just hope it’s not…

*the door opens Other man is standing there.*

Other man- She’s next.

*Maria follows him and Man 3# out and down the corridor to the interrogation room*

Other man- [whispers] Please, please, please don’t tell them that their lives, work, ECT have not been made into a T.V show.
Man 3#- Forget the first three words he said.

*Veronica is being brought out*

Veronica- Good luck.

*The bring Maria in, step out and close the door.*

Maria- So, where’s, you know what, never-mind. I can wait.

*At that moment the door opens*

Maria- Oh.

*It’s Gibbs; he pulls the chair and sits down. He’s holding a file and a cup of coffee, he slides the file across the desk to Maria*

Aren’t you going to say anything?
Gibbs- I’m just waiting. Read the file, Maria.  If that’s really your name.

*Maria puts her head in her hands, slides them down her face and then places them on the desk*

Maria- [whilst doing this, mutters] Oh crap.
Gibbs- I heard that. You’ve given yourself away already.
Maria- Ok! I’ll open the damn thing.

*She opens the file.*

Maria- How did you?...
Gibbs- We’ve been tracking your progress for a while.
Maria- Just don’t tell…
Gibbs- I won’t.
Maria- [sounding relieved] Thank you.
Gibbs- You already know my name, Maria. Don’t be afraid to call me by it. Ah, I’ve known about the show, I just never watch it.
Maria- I’d also like to thank you for…
Gibbs- Not calling by that name.

*Maria nods*

Gibbs- [stands up and turns around] You think I’m going soft, Di Nozo? I didn’t have to hear you and no I can’t hear you.  Yes of course it’s my gut that’s telling me this.

*He sits back down again*

Gibbs- Unfortunately, that’s just one side of the story. You are wanted, Maria, the NSA don’t know who you are, but we do.

*From behind the window*

Di Nozo- What is Gibbs talking about? Probie, as you’re… Oh.
Ziva- He’s off taking a hiss.
Di Nozo- That’s piss
Ziva- Whatever. I’ve seen her before.  And for her age, even if she were older. I’m impressed. Gibbs- Operation Daybreaker finished, you yourself put an end to it. I’m impressed.
TBC
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Around an hour later…
Maria- Well, do you really want me to tell you?..
Gibbs- Nope. We already have it all written down.
Maria- I’d like to thank you again.
Gibbs- Save it. Martin’s next. Di Nozo’s questioning him.
Maria-[mutters] Poor sod.
Gibbs- [turns around] Do you really need to yell? I mean don’t be so surprised. Is something funny back in there, Ziva? I would say that you’re free to go, but I’m afraid it’s not that simple.
Maria- It’s ok I can wait.

*Two men escort Maria out, Gibbs follows. On Di Nozo’s way to the interrogation room, Gibbs smacks him on the back of the head. Martin is brought in next. He sits down.*

Martin- Well, [breathes out] of all the places to be. Normally I’m on the other side of the interrogation.

*The door opens, Di Nozo is standing there, he spins the chair backwards and sits down.*
Martin- You do realise your fly’s down.

*Di Nozo looks and quickly zips it up, Martin smirks*

Di Nozo- Something funny?
Martin- Is it not obvious?
Di Nozo- Well, Martin. If that’s even your name?
Martin- For God’s sake [he facepalms].
Di Nozo- Answer the question.
Martin- Don’t have to. Look, [sounding angry and slightly worried] you’re wasting time. Just let me and my team out! The world…
Di Nozo- Everything has a beginning, has an end. The Matrix Revolutions.
Martin- I know what film it’s from Tony. [sounding angry and slightly worried]  Look, I need to end an organization that will become a threat to international security. It will be huge. It starts off small, like the Nazis and the Commies and then after enough power is gained, enough support. They start to take over… They.
Di Nozo- What can "this" organization do? Besides…
Martin- [using the same tone] You have no idea. You have no idea of what will happen if you don’t let me and my team stop them.
Di Nozo- Just answer my questions.
Martin-[sarcasm] Ok, but don’t come crying to me when they take over the world.

*From behind the window*

McGee- What do you think he’s talking about?
Ziva- No idea. Oh, McGee your fly’s down.
McGee- Oh. Nice trick. But I’m not falling for that one.

*Gibbs comes in*

Gibbs- So.
Ziva- He is clearly wanting to stop this “organization”.
Gibbs- Well, find out what it is and why they want to stop it. Oh McGee.
McGee- Yes boss.
Gibbs- You fly’s down.

*He leaves*

Ziva- Told you.

*Martin makes a sort-of grunting noise and rubs one of the places where he was shot.*

Di Nozo- I’m not gay.
Martin- Shut up. Ever been shot?
Di Nozo- Dozens of times. Why?
Martin- Ever been shot and you have had to use a basic first aid kit on it, cause you can’t go to a hospital? If you make a movie reference I’ll make Gibbs’ head slaps look like, well less painful, than what I would do to you.

*Di Nozo glares at him, when he does Martin half-smiles.*

TBC
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Martin- Look, this organization will destroy and enslave us. You have to let me fight it! [he bangs his hand down on the desk] Please.
Di Nozo- I can't. Firstly I don't want to and secondly...

*Martin coughs*

You ok?
Martin- Oh god. The pain.
Di Nozo- Look, wait what were you arrested for again?
Martin- The organization bribed the police.
Di Nozo- Ah. And they were afraid that you would get in the way of their plans. This is just like...
Martin- Make a reference and I'll kill you.
Di Nozo- Boss we may be getting visitors soon. Martin, that's not from the movie. If they really did, then we are in deep shi*.
Martin- You actually believe me?
Di Nozo- I'm not sure. We were just given a warrant, without a cause. If I say it's a coincidence I'll get hit. Kidding, I don't actually.

*Martin puts his head in his hands*

Meanwhile...

Harry- So...

*Man 3 draws a pistol*

Woah! Slow down man.
Man 3- Ha! you should have figured it out by now.
Harry- My god, [fast talking and shocked] you were never given a warrant, you created it. You brought us here, just so you could kill us. But why NCIS?
Man 3- Puff. Duh, they would also have gotten in the way. We're going to kill them too.
Harry- You bastar*.
Man 3- [non-serious] Don't I know it.
Harry- Well...
*He kicks Man 3 in the groin kicks him in the chest, grabs his arm and twists it.*
I have proof.
*He takes his T-shirt off, he has a tape recorder strapped to his chest*
Man 3- [on his knees] It's more than me. Far more...
Harry- Well, duh. I'm not an idiot.
Man 3-[non-serious] As soon as anyone of the team steps outside this building. It's bye, bye.
Harry- [puts his shirt back on] Well, I'll just have to warn them then.
Man 3- They'll never believe you.

*Harry raises the tape recorder, Man 3 laughs*

Harry- [slightly worried and confused] What?
Man 3- [still laughing, and non-serious] I knew you'd have one of those. But you can't save the NCIS team, those NSA agents or Maria.
Harry- Just watch me.

*He hits Man 3 across the face with his own pistol, knocking him out. He takes his keys, steps outside and locks the door, only to come face-to-face with McGee*

McGee- Hey!

*Harry drops the pistol and raises both his hands in the air.*

Harry- Ok, you caught me.

*At this point Gibbs comes down to corridor.*

Harry- Look, before you do anything. That man is a mole, he's working for Autism Speaks.
Gibbs- We know he's a member. But a charity would not...
Harry- I have proof. Plus it's not a charity it's a research thing, full of Nazis.
Gibbs- Lower your weapon McGee. [he walks up to Harry] Give me the tape.

*Harry reaches inside his shirt, a ripping noise is heard as he pulls the tape recorder off.*

[whispers] This proof of yours better be convincing. [to McGee] Get this down to Abby. [he holds up the tape]

TBC
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Harry- So.
Gibbs- So?
Harry- I mean, what's going to happen, if the tape is proven?..
Gibbs- Then whatever he said, could either be you lashing out at him, or something else. But we don't know what's on the tape. Yet.
Harry- Well. What do I call?..
Gibbs- No use hiding it, I already know about the show and I already know that you watch it.
Harry- Oh, well that saves some explaining.

Meanwhile...

Other Man- Oh, er. McGee told me to give you this. TURN THAT MUSIC OFF!!
Abby- You're not Gibbs. And even if it was him asking, the answer would be... No.
Other Man- Well just do the forensic or whatever crap you do with this thing.
Abby- Since when was forensics crap?
Other Man- I didn't mean...
Abby- It's better for you and of course much, much, much more fun than your "crap" job.

*McGee comes in*

McGee- Oh, Abby. Gibbs wants... [he looks at Other Man handing the tape to Abby]
Abby- What McGee?
McGee-[to Other man, in a suspicious tone] Where did you get that tape?
Abby- He hand...
McGee- No. Where did you get it?
Other Man- Gibbs gave it to me.
Abby- Lie. [also suspicious] You said McGee gave you the tape.
McGee-[in the same tone] And Gibbs gave me the tape I have now to give to Abby.

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*Other Man draws a pistol, puts his arm around Abby and puts the pistol to her head*

McGee- I wouldn't do that.
Other Man- [laughs] What are you gunna do? Probie.
McGee- Actually in this situation, you're the "Probie" here.

*Abby bites Other Man in the hand, causing him to drop the gun and cry out in pain. She grabs his arm and throws him over his shoulder, she then begins to kick him.*

Other Man- Ahhhh!

*In the corridor*

Harry- Oh my God.
Di Nozo- Aren't you an Atheist?
Harry- Shut up Tony. Shouldn't...

*Di Nozo nods and draws a pistol, he sneaks through the corridor, into forensics. Harry just rolls his eyes and follows his normally. The two of them get to the door, the doors slide open*

Harry- Well, don't look so shocked. I mean... Chip, that stalker guy...
Di Nozo- I get your point. I could have you arrested for setting foot in here.
Harry- [rolls his eyes] There are much more serious matters at hand.
Di Nozo- Like?

*face-palms for a few seconds, then moves his hand*

Harry- Two people working here turn out to be possible moles one of them tries to kill me and reveals that me, the team, Maria, Martin and Veronica will be killed.
McGee- What!
Abby- [still kicking Other Man] He said...
McGee- Not what what, the surprised what.
Abby- I know. Also, the other mole tried to hand me a fake tape to be analyzed, when McGee blew his cover he threatened me. The rest you can figure out for yourself. [she takes her attention back to Other Man and kicking him]
Harry- I better go before Gibbs shows up...
Gibbs- [whilst walking through] Why, exactly?
Harry- [nervous] Well, er, em... You told me to.
Gibbs- Wait for me.

*He slaps Di Nozo on the back of the head.*

So, what happened in here?
Abby- Ok, well this guy came and said [puts on a voice to imitate Other Man] Here's the tape, McGee gave me it. [normal voice] Then McGee came in with the real tap and blew his cover. The man threatened me, so I...
Other Man- Oh God... I should have seen this coming. But, as my college put it today is the day that you all die. [bad evil laugh]
Abby- That evil laugh... was just awful. It's a bit more like [better evil laugh].
Gibbs- What?
Other Man- Today is the day you die.
Gibbs- Ziva, take him to the interrogation room.
Other Man- I'll never tell you anything.

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Later on... *All of them are sitting around a table*

Harry- Well, Autism not Speaks, wants us all dead.
McGee- Isn't it pronounced?..
Harry- Well because it doesn't speak for the Autistic slash Aspie community. That's what I call it. [Martin coughs] Oh, go ahead.

*He stands up and walks to the centre of the room*

Martin- It was a trap.
Di Nozo- Yeah, that was obvious.
Martin- But why would they want you dead? What would they possibly achieve by killing NCIS agents? [Gibbs coughs]

*Martin sits down, Gibbs walks to the centre of the room*

Gibbs- Does anyone of you have anything against, well?.. [before Harry says something] That's part of my team. No-one. I can tell when you're keeping things from me.
Abby- Gibbs, no-one here proves a threat to them. Sure, we don't agree with them but. Martin and co do.
Veronica- It may be because you don't support them.
Ducky- It hasn't come to that stage yet. You see...
Maria- They're not, well threatening enough yet.
Ducky- Mr Palmer.
Palmer- Just a rant I posted online once.
Di Nozo- So thanks to you we're all dead.
Palmer- [stands up] HEY!! They'd only come after me.
Abby- Look, I also did.
Ducky- One rant isn't enough. Mr Graham here posted many on...
Maria- That and the fact he likes getting in the way. With Martin's plan. But no members of the AFF or Facebook who posted rants, almost all of them posted more are dead. So it's not at the stage yet either.
Veronica- Well, I guess we won't work it out. Ziva.
Ziva- He is definitely trained or they just didn't tell him anything. He burst into tears screaming that he didn't know anything.
Harry- Well they can be great liars.
Palmer- Ok, so it's not the rants. But why us?
Abby- Oh! [she raises one arm in the air]
Gibbs- Go ahead.
Abby- Well, it's mabey for two things. Firstly none of us support it, so they think we could arrest Wayne. Which we can't so mabey it's due to us. Look, if the worst come to the worst, people who don't support them will band together and fight back.
Ducky- Like freedom fighters or Revolters.
Di Nozo- Like the Resistance. You know, the Terminator movies. Only we don't have time travel, which sucks.
Ziva- On the brighter side, we won't have to see you naked Tony.
McGee- They're planning ahead. [shocked with a hint of fear] The organization's new campaign is world domination!
Martin- [angry] That's what I've been trying to tell you all!

*Jenny comes in at this point.*

Jenny- [angry] Jeffrowe, what the hell is going on in here!? [he says nothing]
McGee- Mann, we can...
Jenny- You're holding a talk to discuss why "they" want us dead! And you didn't tell me!
Gibbs- Well I knew you were just outside, listening in.

*She half-smiles and sits down*

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