The Agent |ZM|

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We're #18 in NCIS!!!

Skyler.

"Paris? What makes you so sure Edgar is in Paris?" Louis raises an eyebrow at me.

I show him the note, "Prends soins is french for 'take care'. Plus, look at that shape at the bottom, It looks like the-"

He nods. "Eiffel tower, yeah. I know all of this, but that doesn't mean he might be in Paris."

"What makes you so sure he's not?"

"One of our agents was there, he didn't find him."

"So?"

"So? You think he wants to meet you?"

"It literally says that right there, Louis." I lean back in my seat, crossing my arms on my chest.

"He's not inviting you for a cup of tea by the fire to have a little chit chat, Skyler. This isn't Marry Poppins."

I roll my eyes, "I know that Louis, but I have to meet him."

"Skyler-"

"Isn't this what the agency wants? To get to him? Well, he's literally inviting us to do so. It's a win win." I shrug.

He sighs, "You have to understand that he isn't the long lost family friend. He's a criminal who doesn't give a shit about anyone or anything but himself."

"Exactly, so let's do this. Let's give him what he wants."

"As much as I-"

Suddenly, the clinking sound of high heels silences us, but it stops as fast as it started. And then at the door of Louis' room, my eyes find the black heels. Going up, they pass slim, bare, tall legs and a very body complimenting red zip-front bodycon dress.

"You heard the girl, Tomlinson. Let's give the man what he wants." She says, her american accent very clear as she takes a step inside. I observe her face, her long, thick, jet black hair flows gracefully on her shoulders, encircling her smooth oval face. Her deep brown eyes, the color of melted chocolate, suddenly meet my gaze, and for some reason, I feel them dig into my soul with much intensity.

Louis shakes his head, his mouth forming a small smile, "Not you too," he looks up at her. She smirks. "What are you doing here, Valerie?"

"What do you think I'm doing, agent 28?" She raises an eyebrow at him.

What's with the numbers?

"You couldn't stay away now could you?"

"Can you blame me?"

And what are they talking about?

He chuckles, "Knowing you, I better not."

"You got that right." She gives him a knowing smile, then turns to me. I expect a hello, a 'I'm Valerie', or at least a head nod, but instead she just looks me up and down with her lips pressed into a straight line before saying, "Follow me." And turning on her heel to walk out of the room.

I look at Louis, and raise my eyebrow asking for some kind of explanation of what just happened. I mean, what even?

Louis just laughs and stands up, "Let's go."

We both head downstairs, following Valerie into the meeting room to find Micheal sitting with another guy I don't know. Great.

"So everyone's invited now? Why didn't you bring the whole agency while yer at it?" I chuckle at Louis' remark, making everyone look at me. I gulp.