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I'm at the culvert where PV-71
dropped last night.

There's no sign of her.
I'm gonna go have a look see.

TEDDY (over radio): Just be careful.
The campers reported

the cat was acting highly
aggressive last night.

Copy that.

Teddy, you getting anything?

My GPS is totally dead out here.

Teddy?

(radio static)

(garbled radio transmission)

I've got prints.

(chuckles) Its got to be 71.

Holy moly, she's gotten big.

These tracks seem to be about
five inches wide and at least

five inches long. I'd say
she's about a buck 50 by now.

Whoo.

(GPS beeping)

(rustling nearby)

(bird flutters away)

TEDDY (over radio):
Vanessa. Vanessa, you copy?

Janeese has a signal on 71
up on Sempress Ridge.

Vanessa, you there?

(panting)

♪ NCIS: LA 10x23 ♪
The Guardian
Original Air Date on May 12, 2019

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man

♪ ♪

(whistling)

♪ ♪

Hey.

I, uh, thought you were taking
a few days off.

- I did.
- No, you didn't.

Well, it felt like I did.
Where is everybody?

Uh, Sam is giving a deposition,

Kensi is at a Women
in Law Enforcement seminar,

and Deeks and Rogers
are at IHOP.

According to Deeks, a waffle
stack is cheaper than therapy.

Hmm. What about Hetty and Nell?

Per usual, I have no idea
where Hetty is,

and Nell is still at home
dealing with some mom issues.

- How's she holding up?
- Still hanging in there.

Nell, too, I guess. (chuckles)

How are you?

Okay.

It'd be nice to have something
new to keep my mind busy.

Do we have anything?

Not really.

What's that?

Um, the, uh,
Forest Service

found a badly burned body
in a flood control culvert

in Soledad Canyon.
Uh, Sheriff's Department

then found a-a
medical serial number

on a artificial
knee joint that may

identify the deceased as, uh,
let's see, Ellie Sims, yeah,

former Marine
cryptologist,

currently working
as a landscaper.

She still serves
in the National Guard

and was part of
a DEA task force,

uh, until she went off
the grid six weeks ago.

The Guard listed her as U.A.
and declared her a deserter 553.

Absentee wanted
by the armed forces.

They suspected
foul play?

No, uh, she was estranged
from her husband,

dealing with some
personal issues.

Local law enforcement
never got anywhere.

It'll take a few days for
a DNA analysis to confirm

her identity
100%, though.

All right, well, I may take
a drive out there anyways,

take a look.

Cool. You, uh,
want some company?

Maybe next time.

- Cool.
- Okay.

(sighs)
You know what,

why not?

Let me get my weapon.
On second thought...

Uh, don't need a weapon.
Just kidding.

You know, who needs that
when I got these.

Yeah.

Let's hope
it doesn't come to that.

(bell dings)

Somebody killed
this woman

and went to a lot of
trouble to cover it up.

Why, 'cause
she was burned?

Yeah, that and the ligatures
on her wrists, she was bound.

It appears that her skull
was bashed in.

She was then burned, chopped up,
and brought here to be buried.

My guess is the
only reason we found her

is 'cause of the rain. Flash
floods crested the riverbed

and washed away
her makeshift grave.

(clears throat)

You good with all this?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

It's just so violent.

She was somebody's friend,
somebody's daughter.

Why would you ever do that
to somebody else?

How could you?

I don't know.

Why don't you bring
the team up to speed.

Have Kensi and Deeks
meet with the family,

maybe Sam can call
the DEA task force liaison,

talk to them before we get back.
- Yeah.

Copy that.

KENSI:
I was pleasantly

surprised about the amount of
men at the event today.

Really? That's great.
Yeah.

- I will go next time.
- Really?

Had my, uh, breakfast
with Rogers.

(laughs) Oh, yeah.
When did that become a thing?

It's not a thing. Just two
men breaking up a waffle,

like Lady and the Tramp.

- With Rogers?
- Yeah, he's like my Yoda.

I'm sure he would like you to
refrain from calling him that.

- Why? Yoda's cool.
- Is he though? I mean...

(imitating Yoda):
Judge me by my size, do you?

- (laughing): Is that Gollum?
- Oh, my God. How dare you.

What? The only difference
is, like, the ears

and one sounds
like Grover.

- Divorce. I want a divorce.
- (gasps)

Hello? Calvin Sims?

Yeah?

Hi, I'm Special Agent
Kensi Blye, NCIS.

My partner, Detective
Marty Deeks, LAPD.

I already spoke to the police.

Um, we understand that,
and we are sorry for your loss.

I lost my wife months ago,
only now she's dead.

Mind if we ask you
a few questions?

You want a drink?

No. Thank you, though.

We had good times.

Met in the Corps, fell in love.

We got out and started
a life together,

but Ellie had a difficult time

adapting back to civilian life.

How so?

She missed feeling like she was
doing something important.

PTSD, maybe the rush,
I don't know.

It was probably a lot of things.

She was a stud over there.

- Over where?
- Afghanistan.

She was a signals expert

and spoke three
Middle Eastern languages,

so she was always
in the thick of it,

front line and everywhere
the teams went.

(chuckles) I used to tell her
that she was my bodyguard.

And as a civilian?

She tried a few different things
after she came back,

but she hated being inside.

She even slept on our balcony,

while we were together.

She ended up taking a job
with a landscaping company.

Did she, did she
ever seek help?

Yeah, but she bailed early on.

She found it hard
to take advice from anybody

who hadn't served in-country.

She preferred to self-medicate.

What's that look like?
Drugs, alcohol?

All of the above.

You never reported her missing.

Sure, I did. Twice.

She eventually turned up.

I got tired of being
the boy who cried wolf.

I thought she'd hit rock bottom
at some point

and we'd get to start over...

or she'd kill herself.

I didn't know how to help her.

You know if she had any enemies?

Only the ones inside her.

Thank you.

Sorry.

The cartels'
operational skills

have become increasingly
sophisticated.

They've embraced technology,
including advanced encryption.

And that's why
Staff Sergeant Ellie Sims

was with your
task force?

Exactly. Her skills were being
used to break coded texts,

e-mails, phone calls,
anything we intercepted.

Was she ever in the field?

No.

All her work was done
after the fact.

Ellie was, um,
she was really talented.

But she was also kept
far away from

any of the actual operations,

so I'm not sure
what we did with her

could have anything to do
with what happened to her.

Agent Del Campo.
It's been a while.

Yeah, tell me about it.

Cartels have been keeping me
busy south of the border.

I am really sad that I missed
Kensi and Deeks' wedding.

Although, you know,
I did see some video

of, uh...

are we calling it Sam's dance moves?
- Right?

(Talia laughs)
Yeah, okay.

Talia's running
Ellie Sims' task force.

- You're kidding.
- I wish I could help you guys.

Look, we'll keep
our eyes open,

but I don't think
we have anything.

We appreciate it.

All right, gentlemen.

Good luck.
Say hi to everybody for me.

- All right, don't be a stranger.
- Hmm.

I distinctly remember
you agreeing

to, uh, relax
until next week.

I am relaxed.

You're very damaged.

NELL:
Oh.

Hey, Callen. I, uh...
didn't expect to see you.

I thought you were
taking some time off?

- See? Even the kids are worried.
- (groans) Mm-hmm.

Nell, do you have
anything for us?

Yeah, the preliminary
autopsy report

suggests that the deceased's

teeth and fingertips
were removed.

She also showed signs
of ligature wounds

and electrical burns prior
to being dismembered and buried.

She may have been tortured.

That's before someone went
to all the trouble

of ensuring the body
had no forensic evidence.

This is a professional job.

Yeah.

Anybody can be murdered,
but Ellie

was professionally
tortured and killed.

Well, Calvin Sims
was a Marine.

Do you think he was
exposed to advanced

interrogation techniques?
- Oh, I doubt it.

- He seemed pretty broken up about it.
- Why?

Because she's dead
or because we found

where he dumped the body?
- Whoa.

What? He could have
tortured her as revenge

for an affair or try
to get her to admit

to an illicit tryst.

- Remind me never to have an affair.
- Okay. Hey,

by the way,
never have an affair.

- You want to know why?
- Because you would torture me?

- No, because I'd cry.
- Oh.

It would break my heart into,
like, a thousand pieces

and I'd curl up into
the fetal position

for, like, ever.
- Leave it to you

to make a horrible moment
into something romantic.

That's what love sounds like.
(laughs)

- Guys, I hate to interrupt.
- Hey.

No, please,
what do you got?

So, I've been
checking into Ellie's reports

from the DEA task force

and it looks like she flagged
several encrypted texts

that she believed
to be communications

between ISIS operatives
coming out of Syria.

Out of Syria to where?

To here.

- To the United States.
- What?

And they didn't have
anything to do with the cartels?

No. So, initially,
the texts were detected

by computer, probably due
to the sophisticated nature

of the encryption itself,
but she recognized

that the codes were
the same ones used by ISIS.

The reports didn't go
to the FBI or Homeland Security?

No, and on top of that,

none of Ellie's findings
have been included

in any e-mail correspondence
between her

and the DEA task force.

Okay, well, if it had nothing
to do with the cartels,

then it would have
been classified

and she wouldn't have
sent it to him.

So who else is in
her chain of command?

She had a supervisor,

a Sergeant First Class
Michael Baird,

but again, there was no mention

of any ISIS texts
in his e-mails.

Okay, so,
a respected cryptologist

finds ISIS communications
into the U.S.

and there is no paper trail
except for the report she wrote?

That doesn't make any sense.

Until now, ISIS has had
no footprint in this country.

This information would light up
law enforcement

and intelligence
like a Christmas tree.

I want to talk
to her supervisor.

That is SFC Michael Baird,
he's a foreman at a lumberyard

in Northridge.

I'm guessing the addresses
are already...

On your phones.

Thank you.

Tell, uh, Callen and Sam
we'll meet them there.

KENSI: Great work.
- Yeah. Thanks.

Michael Baird.

Detective Marty Deeks, LAPD.

Hi, Special Agent
Kensi Blye, NCIS.

Is this about
Staff Sergeant Ellie Sims?

- Yes, it is.
- Heard they found her.

How well did you know her?

A little bit;
I worked border patrol

a few days a month
for a year and a half,

until we were pulled
to work a DEA task force.

- And you supervised her?
- I was a liaison

between the task force
and National Guard.

We worked surveillance,
ran down license plates,

made I.D.s from photographs,
transcribed wire taps.

And she decoded
encrypted communications?

Yeah. It was
very specialized work.

We understand that
Ellie might have found

encrypted text messages
she believed

were communication
from ISIS out of Syria

into the United States.

Yeah. At least,
she thought she did.

What does that mean?

Look... (sighs)

We were all trying
to protect her.

- There were issues.
- Like?

Coming home can be real tough.

We're not here
to attack her character.

She had a lot of problems.

Alcohol, drugs...

heard her marriage
was in trouble.

I'm sorry, what does this have
to do with these communications?

She claimed ISIS was operating
in the United States.

Really?

And you thought
she made that up?

She was in pain. Angry.

(over comm): The Marine in her
was looking for a fight.

Even without a war.

Yeah.

We call it "punching ghosts."

It was all made up.

You didn't want
to look into it anyway?

Of course I wanted
to look into it.

When I asked to see
the decoded texts,

she got angry,
like I didn't trust her.

An hour later, I apologized,
told her I was on her side.

And then she sent the text?

She told me to forget it.

She made a mistake
and there was nothing there.

You believed her?

I didn't know.

So I went to the computer
to check the text myself.

If there was anything,
I was gonna send it

to another cryptologist but...

they were missing. Gone.

I don't know,
I think she deleted them.

I...

(exhales sharply)

It just makes me sick.

When I heard she was dead,
I prayed

I hadn't shamed her
into killing herself.

KENSI: Do you know of anybody who would
have wanted to hurt Ellie?

BAIRD:
Ellie, no. No way.

Why?

Was this not a suicide?

We're still in the early phases
of the investigation.

ISIS is having trouble
in Syria.

I can't imagine they're trying
to make inroads here.

Well, the ISIS brides are
coming back into the U.S.

but it could be just
communication between them.

Nothing nefarious,
just family stuff.

Or using them as operatives?

Either way, we need to find
out. Eric, you still online?

I am.

SAM: We need Homeland,
FBI and NSA records

on any communication
from known ISIS operatives

coming into the U.S.
- On it.

And, Eric, if there are any,
we need to see the content.

Just in case she wasn't crazy.

Copy that.

Drinking, self-medicating...

Seems pretty common.

Yeah, but making up intelligence

is a bigger leap
off the reality cliff.

Hmm.

What, you think
Baird was lying?

Seemed legit to me.

- Could just be a good liar.
- Hmm.

Even if she got herself
into trouble,

got herself killed, it doesn't
explain why she was tortured.

Tortured
or enhanced interrogation?

Now, that would point
to the military.

This hit was professional.

Guys, SFC Baird is on the move.

DEEKS:
You know, he was pretty upset.

Maybe he's decided
to take the rest of the day off.

Or you spooked him.

SAM:
We'll follow him.

See where he goes.

(engine starts)

KENSI:
See you back at the ranch.

Eric, is this Baird's house?

ERIC: Uh, yeah. He's married
to Olivia Baird.

- No kids.
CALLEN: This guy

have any disciplinary incidents
in the military?

Um, no. Clean record.

High evaluation marks.

I'd love to get another run
at this guy.

Let's go for a run.

(doorbell rings)

- Hello?
- Hi.

NCIS Special Agent Callen.

Special Agent Sam Hanna.

Oh. What's this about?

We actually want to talk
to your husband.

Nothing bad. We just need
to ask him a few questions

about somebody he worked with
at the National Guard.

Oh, well, he's not
here. He's at work.

Oh, his-his truck's here. I...

We watched him walk inside.

I'm sorry, I was in
the back doing laundry.

I must not have heard him.

Do you mind if we come in?

Sure.
(door closes)

- Back door.
- Excuse me.

What are you doing?

Michael Baird.

Agents Hanna and Callen.

You spoke to one
of our colleagues earlier?

(grunts)

No one could have survived that.

Thank you.

How's Baird's wife doing?

KENSI:
She's pretty shell-shocked.

She's inside with
LAPD right now.

So, the bomb went off seconds
after Baird entered the shed?

CALLEN:
Bomb squad said

there was
a prewired explosive device

already in place.

Huh. Did he detonate it himself,
or was it on a remote?

That's what we need to find out.

CALLEN:
Talk to his wife.

If Baird did kill
Staff Sergeant Sims,

she may know something
that could help us.

- Copy that.
- Got it.

So sorry for your
loss, Mrs. Baird.

Thank you.

Please, call me Olivia.

Olivia, do you have any idea

why there were explosives
in your work shed?

No.

And I can't think of anyone
who would want to harm Michael.

Do you have leads?

You think somebody
killed your husband?

He was blown up at our home.

Yes, I'd say
it's pretty cut-and-dry

that someone murdered him.

Uh, I-I'm sorry to
tell you this, Olivia,

but, um, we haven't
found any evidence

of a remote detonation.

I-I don't know what that means.

KENSI: It basically
means that,

as of now, it seems that Michael
detonated the bomb himself.

My husband didn't kill himself.

I understand that this is hard...

No, Michael didn't
kill himself.

You have to find out
who did this.

Looks like the bomb
was centered right here.

Yeah. I don't see any signs
of a remote detonator

or a cell phone trigger.

Well, if it wasn't triggered
by somebody else,

Baird may have constructed
this whole setup himself.

It could've been a trap.

Forensics might find
evidence of a trip wire.

Maybe. But if Baird did kill
Staff Sergeant Ellie Sims,

this could've been
his exit plan.

Or he needed to destroy
something in here with the bomb.

Lot of scenarios.

Check this out.

Looks like a piece
of a det cord spool.

Can't buy these
without a permit.

Baird didn't have
an explosives permit.

It would've come up.

Then we need to figure out
how he got his hands on this.

So the det cord
was reported stolen

from an underwater mining
company in Santa Barbara

almost a year ago,
and Skip Mattson quit

that same company
three months after the theft.

But he has no criminal record?

Uh, no, but he

and SFC Michael Baird

exchanged a phone call
last month.

It's not a lot.

But it's something.

These guys are careful.

Yeah. I'll keep digging.

- Never hurts to ask.
- Yeah.

SAM:
Skip Mattson.

We're federal agents...

Hey...

Any time, G.

Just checking out the decor!

CALLEN: You see signs of anyone
else in the house?

I was too busy getting shot at.

CALLEN:
Clear.

Clear.

Hey.

You recognize this?

Yeah, that's Naval Base
Point Loma.

Home of Undersea
Rescue Command...

...and Submarine
Squadron 11.

You don't think he wanted
to blow up a submarine?

I sure as hell hope not.

Beale, get an emergency warrant.

I need you to check out
this guy's PC.

ERIC:
Copy that.

Nell, what do you got?

Well, it looks like
SFC Michael Baird

may have been aligned
with ISIS sympathizers.

The person he got
the stolen explosives from?

Yes, Skip Mattson.

Apparently, he stole them
from a former employer.

Uh, Callen, Sam and Eric are at
his place now, and apparently,

it looks like Mattson was
deep down the ISIS rabbit hole.

So we got an ISIS sympathizer

tied to the killing
of a National Guardsman?

Well, this
just got real.

Hmm. You think Baird's wife
would know anything about this?

I think that's a question
we should ask her.

- Good work.
- Thanks.

So can you pull contacts
and Web browser history...

No.

What do you mean, no?

Uh, I mean, none
of that stuff is on here.

Mattson was using this
as a dedicated gaming PC,

which I guess is kind of
impressive, but, uh,

kind of overkill; there's plenty
of memory and storage on here...

Is this thing gonna give us
anything on Mattson?

Yeah. It'll tell you
that he's into fantasy.

Well, historic,
grounded fantasy.

He was playing, uh,
Viking War Blood. Scratch that.

He was addicted
to Viking War Blood.

A game.

- Well, technically...
- It's an MMOG.

- MMORPG.
CALLEN: A what?

A massively multiplayer
online game.

Aiden was into this,
all right?

I bought him one.

- Huh.
- Anyway,

Mattson was playing this
every night with his team.

Okay, so, can you I.D.
his teammates he played with?

Usernames, that'll be easy,

but, uh, real I.D.s,
that'll take some time.

Well, how about
his teammates' locations?

Do you know where
they were playing this from?

Yeah, hold on.

If I can log in
to his ISP, uh...

That's odd.

He was only playing
with two other teammates.

Okay, what's odd about that?

How many people should
he have been playing with?

For Viking War Blood?
Like, a dozen at least.

Huh. Guys, check out
their IP addresses.

SAM: Those are
Naval addresses.

What base?

(computer beeps)

It's not a base,

it's the USS Allegiance.

So we have an ISIS sympathizer
who may have been planning

an attack on a submarine base
that is now in constant contact

with two people aboard
the largest aircraft carrier

in our fleet?

SAM:
If they are planning

an attack on the Allegiance,

it'll make the attack on
the USS Cole look insignificant.

Contact SECNAV. We need
to issue a Navy-wide alert.

Mm-hmm.

Scratch that. We need
to alert all the armed forces.

There's a chance that
other branches of military

could have been
compromised as well.

Oh, my God. This is really bad.

We're gonna fix it
before it gets worse.

ERIC: We've sent you an encrypted file
with everything we have

up to this point,
and we will, uh,

continue to keep you updated
with anything we find.

Likewise, from my end.

SAM: Intelligence Analyst Nell
Jones, Special Agent Callen,

this is Brian Lee,
Special Agent Afloat.

He's aboard the USS Allegiance
in the Persian Gulf.

Wish we were meeting
under different circumstances.

CALLEN:
No doubt.

We've brought Agent
Lee up to speed

on everything we
know so far.

Have you had
any incidents on board

that would corroborate
our findings?

Possibly. I'm still trying
to digest all this.

I will have to review
several incidents

in the light
of this new information.

Truth is, with a few exceptions,

I've got over 5,000
potential suspects on this ship.

And due to the potential danger
and urgency,

I'm gonna need some help.

Agent Callen and I have
made arrangements

and we should be at your
disposal in less than 24 hours.

I appreciate that.

CALLEN:
In the interim, you'll have

the cooperation of this entire
office and all its personnel.

Thank you.
Safe travels, gentlemen.

Thank you. Okay.

So you guys are gonna
have to hold the fort down

with Kensi and Deeks
until we return.

And what about
Point Loma?

They're on full alert.

Hopefully, the threat has been
eliminated with Mattson.

Yeah, and that's all the more
reason for you guys to find out

everybody else that Mattson's
been in contact with.

- Don't worry. We're on it.
- Yeah?

Steel Beach, here we come.

All right, Major,
thank you so much for your time.

I appreciate it. Bye.

- Baird had an airtight alibi.
- What?

Yeah, he was at Fort Irwin doing
his annual two weeks' training

with the Guard when Staff
Sergeant Ellie Sims disappeared.

- So he couldn't have killed her?
- No.

SAM: Well, why would Baird
blow himself up

if he didn't kill Sims?

Doesn't mean he wasn't
a part of the plot.

Could have been
destroying evidence.

It seems a little extreme.

That's why
they're called extremists.

The bottom line is, if Baird
didn't murder Ellie Sims,

her killer's still out there.

Killer and torturer.

Yeah, we can go
after the husband again.

I don't think
he's right for this.

He seemed really devastated
about her death.

Baird wasn't working alone.

Hell, he could have
two coconspirators

on one of our nuclear-powered
carriers.

Who knows how many more
are out there?

I know this isn't the best time
to break up the team, but...

No, no, no. We got this.
The safety of that warship

is more important.

(grunts)
Good luck.

KENSI:
Yeah, you, too. Bye.

Yo. Can I drive your Hellcat?

- Nope.
- Come on.

I'll treat her like
a spoiled baby.

- Don't even think about it.
- Okay, thanks. I will.

- No, you're not.
- Am.

- Not.
- Am.

Not.

Am not.

ERIC: So Ellie Sims stumbles upon
an encrypted ISIS communication,

which curiously disappears
right before she does. (phone rings)

Hello?

All right, she's tortured and
murdered while her supervisor,

who she informed
of the mysterious encryption,

is out of town.

Now, he has an alibi, and yet,
he still blows himself up

and destroys a bunch
of evidence in the process.

What did he not want us to find?

What sort of complications?

No, I know I'm not a doctor.
Neither are you,

but you're the one
up there with them,

so that's why I'm asking
what did the doctor say?

Uh, I'm not
getting angry.

Sydney.

(sighs)
Come on.

Sydney, just stop crying.

Is Dad there with you?

Can-can you just
have him call me?

Yes, thank you.

Nope. I'm not angry.

All right, bye.

Oh, my God,
she makes me so angry!

What's going on?

She went up to visit my mom
and essentially

found her unresponsive
and had to call 911.

Oh, my God.
What's wrong?

I don't know,
because she doesn't know.

She says "complications,"
like that tells me anything.

Go.

Go? Go-go where? I can't leave.

Yes, you can and you need to.

No, Eric, I'm not about
to abandon my post.

You're not abandoning
your post, you're...

you're going to be with your mom
when she needs you the most.

We've got this.

Oh, yeah, look around, Blondie.
You're on your own.

Look, I'll bring in some help.
Will you just go?

Like who?
Fatima's on assignment.

What are you gonna do,
call Fang?

No.

I've got this, all right?

Hetty would insist you leave.

So would Callen and Sam.

Don't make me tell on you.

I just, I don't like
leaving you here alone.

You're not. Go.

Fine. I love you.

I love you, too.

I'll call you with
my flight info

as soon as I
book something.

Yeah.

- Come on, come on.
- What do you got?

I got nothing. Her cell's
going straight to voice mail.

She's probably staying
with friends or family.

All right, well,
then I am texting Eric

to see if he can
locate her phone.

'Cause something
about this is hinky.

Ugh. Don't say that.

You don't think
it's hinky?

I don't think you should
say "hinky" because

that sounds very "juvi."
(chuckles)

Welcome to married life.
(chuckles)

I get it.

You don't think it's a little
bit weird that we found no plans

to attack
civilian targets?

Military targets
are more symbolic.

- Really?
- Yeah. Absolutely.

Let me just play the
devil's advocate here.

Oh, my gosh, here we go.

Go ahead, Judge Judy.

Would you not admit
that it's more difficult

to hit a military target
than a civilian one?

- For the most part.
- Would you also admit

that this terrorist
organization

has suffered some massive
setbacks recently?

Yes, of course.

And yet, by some sort
of dark magic,

they suddenly have
resources in this country?

I'm sorry, do you have a point,
or should I

get myself a sandwich?
'Cause I'm getting hungry.

Wow. Sandwich joke. Noted.

I'm just saying they're
barely surviving

in their own territory.

Which is why they probably have
sympathizers here.

Maybe.

But if you're struggling to
hang on, and you need a big win

to champion your cause
and rally support,

why would you run
the risk of failure

just for the sake
of symbolism?

Right? Even if they were
successful, even if they sank

the USS Cole with
everybody on board,

it still wouldn't have
the same impact

as the World Trade Center.

Because civilians can
emotionally detach themselves

from it because
it's a military target.

- That is true.
- All right,

we also know that they had
explosives, right?

Mm-hmm.

And if Staff Sergeant
Ellie Sims hadn't been assigned

to the DEA's cartel task force,

they wouldn't even be
on our radar right now.

Which means they could have been
out there for weeks,

for months, for years.

Which begs the question
to be asked, Kensi,

what are they waiting for?

Well, they could be waiting
to put somebody

on one of our carriers.
- Exactly.

But that doesn't
happen overnight.

Which means they're playing
the long game,

which takes, what?
It takes time, it takes money.

These guys are incredibly
well organized,

extremely sophisticated,
to the place where they have

infiltrated two different
branches of our armed service.

Maybe more.

You know what, I'm starting
to think that this

is an espionage operation
and not a terror cell.

See, now that's what I'm saying.

Yeah, I think you're right.

I think this is some
serious hink.

(phone rings)

One moment on that one.

Beale, did you find her?

Uh, yeah, no joy.

It's either turned off
or the battery's dead.

The last time she used it
was several hours ago.

Before her husband was killed.

Whoa. What do we have here?

Holy crap burgers.

- Holy crap burgers?
- Wha-What's going on, Eric?

Volkoff.

Volkoff, as in Pavel?

As in, died in Cuba?

Well, he may be dead now, but
he was using a sat phone in Cuba

and exchanged a call
with Olivia Baird

before we even knew he was
in this part of the world.

Holy crap burgers.

And there's your hink.

I know. It's-it's "hinky."

It's-it's an adjective.
It's not a noun.

Deeks,
I think we just stumbled

upon a Russian
state-sanctioned operation.

Oh, my God.

(indistinct chatter)

Welcome aboard, gentlemen.

Follow me.
Keep your heads low.

MAN (over P.A.):
All hands deck, clear spot four.

Spot four for recovery. 621.

All hands deck,
clear for recovery. 621.

Check it out.

(indistinct announcement
over P.A.)

Nice landing.

Thank you.

NCIS Special Agent Sam Hanna.

Special Agent Callen.

Captain Harmon Rabb.

Welcome aboard, gentlemen.

This way.

MAN (over P.A.): Captain United States Navy
arriving.

(indistinct announcement
over P.A.)

What's going on, Captain?

We're searching
for a missing crew member.

Man overboard?

We hope not,
but we've initiated a search

of the area we've covered since
he was last seen just in case.

Is Special Agent Afloat Brian
Lee involved with the search?

Unfortunately,

Special Agent Lee is the
crew member we're looking for.

Oh.

(laughs)

God, they're just
so adorable at this age.

- Maybe we should adopt him.
- Mm.

I mean, he's housebroken.

Yeah, I'm assuming so.

(quietly): Eric?
Beale?

- Eric?
- Yup.

So, hey, um, hey.

I was just...
just running some scenarios

through the old think tank.

You know, kind of helps

if I eliminate any
and all visual stimuli.

(clears throat)

- Okay.
ERIC: Mm-hmm.

Did you sleep here last night?

Uh, s... um, sleep? No.

Uh, stay... yeah.

There's a 12-hour
time difference between here

and the gulf where Callen
and Sam are,

so, their day-- my night.

Right. Listen, you should
go home, get some sleep,

and we can
figure this out with Nell.

That would be great,

but she went home
to San Francisco last night.

Oh, no. What happened?

Uh, some complications
with her mom.

Sorry.

Uh, we read Callen
and Sam's sitrep on the way in.

Do we have any more information
on missing Agent Afloat Lee?

We don't.
(clears throat)

It's been 24 hours, guys.

The water's warm, so
if he went overboard,

he could still be alive.

Yeah, maybe.

What about Olivia Baird?
Did you locate her?

Not yet.

KENSI: What about anything
on the connection

between Olivia Baird
and Volkoff?

No more phone calls.

At least not
on her personal cell.

If there were
further communications,

it was on another phone
or by some other means.

And you're sure that
call came from Volkoff?

- Absolutely.
- She's got to be an illegal.

What else you got, Beale?
Break it down.

All right.
(clears throat)

Olivia Baird.

She was born in Canada.

Her maiden name
was Langdon.

She came here
when she was 11.

Now, her parents changed their
last name from Langdon to Baird

when they became
U.S. citizens in '94.

I'm still waiting
for the Canadian authorities

to verify her credentials
and her parents'.

That's weird for a family
to change their last name

unless it's something
like "Tallywhacker."

Unless somebody's
looking for you.

Well, hold on a second.
So you're telling me

that the wife's maiden name's
the same as the husband's?

Here's where
it gets interesting.

He took her surname
when they got married,

and changed his first name.

He was born Mairbek Anzarov,
in, uh, Kurla-Yurt.

It's right outside Grozny.

It was considered Russia
when he was born there in '85,

and now it's Chechnya.

The deeper we dig,
the uglier it gets.

Keep digging
into both of them

and bring Sam and
Callen up to speed.

What does Olivia Baird
do for a living?

Um, she's a producer.

Well, that sounds
like a fancy pants.

- - What has she produced?
Nothing... that I can find.

But Rogers pushed through
a FISA warrant

so maybe you can find something.

We'll see.

SAM: So, no red flags
in his correspondence?

Nothing in his open cases,
either.

Maybe there's a way to
get Eric in the system.

We could be
missing something.

Or some hidden
files or something.

Mm-hmm.
(knocking)

Captain.

How you gentlemen
making out?

Ugh. We haven't found
anything useful yet.

Well, I'm not sure you will.

We haven't had any real problems
since we deployed,

and we run a tight ship.

With all due respect, Captain,

your Special Agent Afloat
is missing,

and you have
at least two people on this ship

that have been in contact
with an ISIS sympathizer.

The safety and security
of this vessel and her crew

are my number one
responsibility, Agent Callen.

Now, if there was a threat
on board this ship,

Agent Lee never brought it
to my attention.

He probably didn't
know about it.

We think they're using an online
gaming platform to communicate.

That could be a way
for Eric in.

You're right.

Our chief
technical officer.

Well, you let me know
whatever you need.

I want answers, Agents.

If there is a legitimate threat
on board this vessel,

we need to identify
and eliminate it fast.

Aye aye, Captain.

All right.

Old habits.

MAN (over P.A.):
XO contact the bridge.

XO contact the bridge.

This is the XO.

Is he alive?

Well, let me know.

I'll meet the
recovery team

at the hospital.

Search team thinks they've found
Agent Lee in the ocean.

(indistinct announcement
over P.A.)

Hey, you. Just uh, checking in
on, uh, what's happening here.

You got an update for me?

Stop talking.
(sighs)

Should I go get a sandwich?

It's not so fun
being on the receiving end

of the sandwich joke, is it?

- Whatever.
- All right.

Move out of the way.
I'm going old school.

Look out, lady bird.
Coming in hot. Hee-yah!

Oh, my God!

I think you need a new school.

Walk it off.

Ah, I think I just
dislocated my shoulder. Oh.

Uh-oh. Looks like Olivia
Baird went out of business.

Aah. Oh, she knew
we were onto her.

Chances of finding
something here are slim to none.

So what now?

Well, we could talk to other
tenants in the building,

see if they know anything,
or we could head back

to her house,
although I'm pretty sure

she has that
cleaned out, too. Ooh!

I don't know why, but it
feels like we're striking out.

No, no, no. It's only
the bottom of the third.

Sam and Callen
yet to bat.

You okay?
(yells)

Oh...
You all right?

- How dare you.
- Oh, I'm sorry.

(indistinct announcement
over P.A.)

Where is he?

Commander,
NCIS Agents

Callen and Hanna.

This is our
medical officer,

Commander Quinn.

He was one of yours?

Yes, ma'am. He drowned?

I can't say anything for certain
without an autopsy,

but there's a good chance he was
dead before he hit the water.

From what?

He was stabbed six times.

These two punctured his lungs.

These two severed
his renal arteries.

He received two more
to his groin.

One missed, but the other
severed his femoral.

So he bled to death.

Most likely.

If he bled out,

you would have found signs
during your search.

Unless someone cleaned it up.

Captain, you've got a killer
on your ship.

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
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