The Teenage Agent (A NCIS Fanfic)

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Prologue

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Nicole Elise Westman learned how to use a gun at the age of six. By the time she was 17, she could shoot a target with her eyes closed. Her family had always lived in the shadows, in the middle of nowhere. According to the government Elise never existed. She was living on her own since her parents disappearance when she was twelve.

She lived off the food a friend brought her, a secret friend. They met one day when Elise's parents were having a fight and told her to go outside. While outside she got distracted and started chasing a bunny. She ventured to far away and found boy and his father fishing at a lake.

Both helped Elise get home, and the boy always visited. She was worried however because she hadn't seen him in over a year. The most he had gone without visiting was 11 months; just under a year.

One morning after arriving home she saw a group of people in the abandoned looking place she called home. She slowly pulled out the gun she always carried, but she wasn't careful and stepped on a stick, alerting everyone in her backyard.

Her music was blaring and the people could faintly hear it. One spoke, he had brown hair and was quite handsome. "Boss, do you think the culprit is out there?" he asked an elderly looking man.

"Dunno Dinozzo, why don't you go check it out?" the elderly man said.

'Dinozzo' pulled out his gun and looked right at Elise; although he didn't know it. He saw Elise's shadow and put his gun up. A woman with brown hair walked up behind him.

"Tony, it's probably just an animal." she said. He jumped and pulled the trigger.

Elise screamed out in pain as the bullet hit her in the shoulder. The man and woman ran over and saw the blonde. She shakily held the gun up.

"Who are you and what the hell are you doing on my lawn?" she asked.

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"Put the gun down, our M.E. can help you." the man said to me.

"I don't need help, get off my lawn!" I yelled at him.

"היא זקוקה לעזרה או שזה הולך להידבק".

She said in a different language. Living alone for a while I taught myself a couple of different languages Hebrew being one of them.

"אני אהיה בסדר".

I spat at her. Both looked shocked.

"Ziva? What did you say? and what did she say?" The man asked. I beat her to it.

"She said 'She needs help or it's going to get infected' and I said that I'll be fine!" I said glaring still holding my gun. An elderly looking man walked over to the pair.

"Dinozzo, David, what the hell is taking so-Whose she?" he asked looking at me. They both shrugged still holding there guns as well.

"Are you the person in charge Grandpa?" I asked him rudely. 'Ziva' and 'Tony' looked at me shocked, like I had just killed someone.

"I am, are you the person who lives here?" he asked. I nodded. "Did you murder Petty Officer Rick Wayne?" he asked. My eyes went wide with shock.

"R-Ricky?" I stuttered. I lowered my weapon slightly.

"You knew him?" The old man asked. I ran passed the three people to where a man was kneeling over the ground. I stopped short as soon as I saw his face. I dropped my gun and slowly walked over to him.

"No, no, no, NO!" I yelled. It couldn't be my friend who I haven't seen in over a year. "This is how you repay me for not showing up in over a year? By showing up at my house dead?" I asked him though I knew he couldn't hear me.