You wandered around the room the other suspects were in. Someone had moved money through your bank account making it appear as though you were the mole that the team was looking for. You weren't the mole but at the moment you were a suspect. Callen was a little riled that his little sister was being considered a mole by the entire agency. Your hands shook slightly as you walked around the small room. "Aren't you Callen's sister?" One of the analysts, Ty, asked. You turned and faced him, "Yeah, so?" He shrugged, "Doesn't explain why you are here. You should be out there..." He gestured out the door to the rest of NCIS. "Same reason you are. The money was moved through my account. I didn't do anything."
"Sure, and I'm the queen of England." Ty muttered. Carl tapped his foot loudly. Deeks and Kensi entered the room that the supposed moles were housed in. They were holding Q tips. "What are those for?" Carl asked. "We found some DNA on the rope that was found at the site of the supposed suicide."
"Supposed?" Ty asked. "It means they suspect it was a murder." You supplied. Kensi looked at you. You shrugged, "What he asked?"
"We need a sample of your DNA to rule you out. All of you." Deeks spoke daring you all to object. You hesitated as Kensi waved a Q tip near your mouth, "Ah, can I do it? It makes me uncomfortable to have things shoved in my mouth." Kensi nodded and watched as you took your own DNA sample to be tested. Deeks and Kensi both moved around the others, first Carl and then it was Ty's turn. He resisted before complying.
As Ty was complying, Carl grabbed a syringe and you. He held you roughly by the arm and stuck the syringe in your neck. There were gasps, Kensi and Deeks pulled their weapons and pointed them at Carl. "You move, and I push this and she's dead before she hits the ground." Deeks shook his head, "You don't want to do this, man. She's Callen's little sister. You kill her, you hurt her, he'll come after you with everything he's got. Hell, he'll kill you if you hurt her. Sam Hanna will help him, and Hetty Lange. Well Hetty'll will just shot you dead." Carl tugged you backwards, he hit the button raising the door.
Carl now needed a way out, you showed him the secret passageway but only after he had pistol whipped you, that G. had shown you years ago. You didn't know how he had found it, but he had and he had shown you how to use it. As you were leaving through the storage/garage. He pushed you up against the fence that ran to the left of you. Carl then held the gun to your head, "You knew it would always end like this." There was a clattering of metal against the concert. Carl went to investigate, and a large hand covered your mouth and pulled you backwards. Sam silently smiled at you and Carl shouted your name several times until Callen stepped out of his hiding place. " Carl then fired shot after shot with both guns at your brother, who had ducked out of the way in time. He backtracked into Kensi and Deeks. Callen, Sam and you stepped out of your hiding places and grinned at Carl.You watched the interrogation of Carl, your brother had seething anger barely hidden behind his façade of an calm agent. You debated walking in and punching Carl or shooting him. You thoroughly enjoyed watching them scare Carl with the 'Russian agents'. Callen walked out of the interrogation room with Sam and the team joked about Carl's dark site. Nell walked in with Eric and they hugged you relieved you were safe.
The team left so you and Callen could speak. "You didn't think I was the mole, did you?" You asked worried. He moved forwards, hugging you to his chest. Tucking your head into the side of his neck, his arms tightened around you. "I never thought that not for one second, neither did the team." He ran his fingers through your hair. "I thought I was going to lose you." You smiled, "You'll never lose me." He kissed your temple. "Dinner?" He asked. You pulled away, "Only if you're paying." He laughed, "Alright, burgers and drinks on me." He disentangled himself from you, he grabbed your hand and tugged you towards the door.