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This story is No. 2 in the series "Civilian Consultant". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: As promised, a series of conversations before the next major story. Sequel to 'He's a What?'

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NCIS > Oz-CenteredShezziFR1551,66301915,39510 Apr 0820 Apr 08Yes


A/N: OK, because you all begged so hard, I've decided to get this out of the way now, so that I can get some stuff done on other fics before coming back and doing the next one in this series. Please leave reviews, let me know what you think! love xx Shezzi

“I really did it, didn't I? I killed him.” Jordie sounded slightly broken, as though he didn't know how to react.

“Yes, you did, and you saved my life, yours, Kate's, Tony's and probably Gibbs' and Riley's as well,” Oz told him, knowing he was probably stretching the truth slightly with that list, but not wanting his cousin to be stuck wallowing in guilt. He knew it would take time for him to get over it, just like it had taken him time to get over killing Veruca, and he planned on being there to help him every step of the way.

Deciding to turn the conversation in a different direction, he asked a question that had been bothering him since he had seen his cousin shift. “So, how come you didn't tell me?” Oz asked softly, hurt that Jordie hadn't trusted him.

“Oz, I'm not like you. You already knew that, I just...I didn't want to make it more obvious,” the boy whined, a piteous, sad sound. “You say the wolf is inside of you all the time. It's not that way for me. I am a wolf, all the time, it's who I am. We, m...mum and I, theorized that because the wolf is a part of my DNA, not a curse like it is for you, I'm different. I don't have a manwolf form, I have a human form, and I have a wolf form, and I am equally at home and in control of both, although more so now that you came.” The boy curled against his cousin's side, snuggling in.

Oz nodded slowly, thinking about that.

“It tasted so good,” Jordie whispered softly, and Oz could hear the pain and fear in his voice. “His was sweeter than any animal I've ever tasted. I can still taste him, and he still tastes so good.” He started to cry, clinging to Oz as he fought with himself, and Oz could only hold him, offering physical comfort while he sobbed.
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