McRoll ( Steve/n McGarrett & Catherine Rollins ) OHANA

6

SATURDAY 17.30

Steve and Danny walked into HQ with bags of food from Kamekona's. Dropping them in the break room, where everybody gathered to eat. They passed around the cartons of food as Chin and Kono grabbed the cutlery and crockery from the small kitchen area they used.

After everybody had filled their plates and began tucking in, they began discussing the case, and any new information they'd come up with. They brainstormed their idea's back and forth with each other, giving some more angles to check, when Catherine stopped dead in her tracks, dropped her plate and quickly left the room returning a few minutes later with the sat phone from Steve's office drawer.

She quickly typed in a number from memory, and waited for the call to connect. She sighed when the call was answered then stunned everyone when she started to speak Pashtu. Steve sat up straighter, as did the 4 NCIS agents. She spoke for about 10 minutes, before she disconnected the call.

She took a deep breath before she spoke to the occupants of the room. Her gaze locked on Steve, as she explained. "Something Fazik said to me last year after the Taliban took Najib and the other children from the village. He said that there had been a white man who had been in the village shortly before who had spoken English. He'd apparently spoke to some of the women. He's going to phone back when he's spoken to his wife, see if she can remember what he spoke of with her."

Steve had an idea where she was going with this. "You didn't mention Fazik in your report, to protect the village though." Steve stated.

"What report? And what village are we talking about?" Callen asked.

"During one of my tours in Afghanistan, I was injured and separated from my unit. A local man Fazik, found me. Fazik and his wife helped me and hid me from a Taliban patrol at a great risk to themselves and their son. Last year Fazik called to say the Taliban had taken his son, along with several others from the village." She told him.

"They train them up as fighters, we've encountered it before." He told her, remembering the time the NCIS team had gone to rescue Kensi.

"Yeah. Steve and I we went in under the radar to get the kids back." She told him, before turning to look at Steve. "That prisoner transport mission of Anton Hesse, was over seen by Naval Intelligence. We had spent years tracking them both, and all the data and intel came across our desks even before you and Freddie were sent in. Victor might have been working for Wo Fat when he killed your dad, but he knew all about you. If he'd kept tabs on you..." She said, her voice trailing off as Steve finished her train of thought.

"He'd have seen us together, and known we were friends." Steve agreed.

"It's possible that he could have kept tabs on me during my tours in Afghanistan." She said, before pausing. "Also there were 3 other Intelligence officers who compiled the data with me. Jamerson, Cooper and ..." Cath paused looking at Steve, knowing which friend they were discussing.

"Billy!" Steve finished with a swallow.

"Who's Billy?" Callen asked, picking up on some of the tension.

"A former team mate." Sam told Callen.

"Billy transferred into Naval intelligence for a couple of years before leaving the Navy for private work." Cath added, filling out some of Billy's background. "He was an ex." She finished for the NCIS agent's benefit.

"His death was completely separate from this though, Cath." Steve reminded her gently.

"Yeah, but that still left 3 of us. Jamerson, Cooper and me." Cath bit her lip, drew in a deep breath and continued. "They were waiting for us at the warehouse, they knew exactly where and when we'd be there. Took us out with Darts, and never asked a single damn question the whole time they had us."