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Helping an Enemy

Kensi walked into the squad room of NCIS to see Sam and Callen already there. They were bickering as usual.

"Seriously, man, you gotta get out more often. You lead the most boring life in the world," Sam said.

"I hunt terrorists for a living. How the hell can my life be boring?" Callen asked.

"That doesn't count, it's work. I'm talking about personally. All you do when you leave here is go that big old house and practice Russian all night," Sam said.

"What are you? My mother?" Callen asked dryly.

"Actually, I think he's your wife. Seriously, the two of you should just make it official. You certainly act like an old married couple," Kensi said as she sat down next to Callen.

"I don't think Sam's current wife would like that very much," Callen joked.

"Plus, you're not my type," Sam retorted.

"Hey, anyone here from Tim? He's usually here by now," Callen said. Tim sometimes made it there before him and Sam. Actually most of the time he made it there before them. Talk about dedicated.

"I talked to him about an hour ago. His sister showed up unexpectedly last night for a visit. He already called Hetty. He won't be in today," Kensi said.

"Lucky him. I hear Granger's here today," Callen said. None of them liked Deputy Director Granger. He grated on all of their nerves like a bad cavity.

"Hetty let him take the day off? What happened to no vacation ever again?" Sam asked. That had been what Hetty had told him when they all came back from Iran after taking down Kort.

Kensi laughed. "Apparently she made him put Sarah on the phone.

They all laughed at that. "Yeah, that's Hetty for you," Callen said.

Soon they all heard the familiar whistle from Eric.

They all groaned. "Great, we're a man down and we have a case," Sam said before they all stood up and headed for the stairs.

"We're a man down?" Eric asked surprised.

"Tim's out sick," Kensi said as them walked past him and into Ops. Nell and Granger were in there waiting.

"So what's up?" Callen asked.

"Eric," Granger said.

Eric walked passed them to the big screen and put up footage. It was a park where a man with a shaved head lay dead on the ground. Another man with dark brown hair stood over him. His face wasn't visible though. "LAPD got the footage this morning.

"Who's the dead guy?" Sam asked.

"We don't know. We're still trying to find that out. LAPD didn't find any ID on him," Eric told them.

"Then why do we have this case? We don't even know this guy's name, so how do we know he's Navy?" Kensi asked confused.

Granger cleared his throat. "We don't. However, whether he is or whether he isn't Navy doesn't matter. The connection to NCIS comes from him," he said as he pointed to the man standing over the body.

"We don't know who he is either. We can't see his face," Callen said.

"Not from this angle. Eric," Granger prompted again.

Eric used his little remote to change the angle so that they could get a look at their suspects face.

Callen's, Sam's, and Kensi's mouths all dropped in shock when they saw the man's face. "Oh my God. Is that who I think it is?" Kensi asked.

"It sure looks like it," Callen said.

"I aint forgetting that face anytime soon. Mostly because I'm still irritated I didn't get to punch it," Sam said with a bit of irritation in his voice.

"You three know this man?" Granger asked with narrowed eyes.

"We've met him once. We don't know him that well though," Kensi said.

"And we don't want to. He's a jackass," Sam said.

"Tim knows him better than we do," Eric said.

"Then get him in here," Granger ordered.

"He took a personal day. His sister's In from Washington. And he sure won't like being taken away from her for this ass," Kensi said.

"I don't care. If he knows about this guy, he needs to get his ass in here. All I know about him is his name and that he's an NCIS agent. And with the director on personal leave, McGee's the only who can tell us anything that's not already in this man's file," Granger said.

A flash of sadness hit everyone when Vance was mentioned. Everyone now knew that Vance had recently suffered a personal tragedy. His wife was murdered in his home a few weeks earlier and he was taking time off.

"I'll call him," Kensi said before heading out of the room.

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Tim was not happy. This was the first time he'd actually seen his sister since he left DC. He'd spoken to her on the phone often, but despite the fact that he'd gone back to Washington DC twice, he hadn't gotten to see her. Now when he finally does get to see her and manages to get the day off, he got called in. This had better be a serious emergency.

When he got to the squad room, he found Kensi waiting for him. "This better be good, Kensi. I don't get to see my sister very often."

"Sorry. We tried to keep you out of it, but Granger insisted," Kensi said apologetically.

Tim sighed unhappily. "What do we got?"

"Come on," Kensi said before leading the way up the stairs and into Ops. Everyone was waiting for them when they got there.

"Alright, What's so important that you had to drag me down here?" Tim asked.

"I don't know. Maybe your job, Agent McGee," Granger asked gruffly.

Tim glared at the man. "Deputy Director, I don't take time off very often. My last vacation was spent taking down a rogue CIA agent. So forgive me for not being happy about having my day off interrupted."

"Tim, we caught a case. An NCIS agent is the lead suspect in a murder. Show him, Eric," Callen said.

Eric immediately put up the footage.

Tim gaped in shock when he got a look at the scene. He knew both of these men, but he knew the suspect very well. "You've gotta be kidding me. Tony freaking DiNozzo."