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This story is No. 4 in the series "Cousin Kensie". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: As a SEAL, Sam knows the importance of using the right tool for the job. Or in this case, the right man.

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Disclaimer: Buffy belongs to Joss. NCIS LA belongs to Bellisario. No money is being made here, it's all in good fun.

Callen and Sam looked around as they entered the boathouse. It was unusual for Hetty to order them to meet her here- she usually communicated with the boathouse by phone or video link. Yet there she sat, looking collected as usual, but distinctly annoyed.

“Gentlemen, do either of you know a Colonel Riley Finn?” she asked without preamble.

Both of them turned their heads to the screen, assessing the frustrated man in the interrogation room, because while she didn’t say it, ‘in there’ was implied.

Callen shook his head. Sam answered out loud for both of them.

“No. Should we?”

“He tried to break in here a few hours ago. I find myself wondering what would possess a decorated Marine officer only a few performance reviews shy of his first star to do such a thing.”

Callen and Sam locked eyes. There was nothing of value to any operatives in the boathouse. But there were a few things certain people would find very interesting…

“The cell phones,” Callen groaned. “It’s got to be.”

“There’s a reason they didn’t want to take them with them,” Sam pointed out.

“What cell phones are we talking about, Sam?” Hetty demanded.

“Kensie went on vacation with Buffy and Dawn,” Sam explained. “They wanted it to be family time, just them. So they left their phones with us, on the logic that if anyone in the Council needed to get Buffy, they’d still be able to do it, but no one else would be able to track them down.”

Hetty nodded.

“And you think Finn was trying to do just that,” she concluded. “I think I’ll contact Leon and see what he can tell me about Finn’s real record.”

“Real record? He’s black ops?” Sam asked.

“Very black ops, I suspect,” Hetty replied. “His record is so sanitized it can’t possibly be genuine. Meanwhile, why don’t you boys see if you can’t get the colonel talking?”

Sam gave the man on the screen another look, assessing him as if he were a newly acquired target.

“With pleasure,” Callen smirked.

“No,” Sam said, extending an arm to stop his partner. “I don’t think we’re the right men for the job.”

Hetty and Callen both looked at him like he might be losing it.

Sam grinned.

“This is a situation for Deeks if I ever saw one.”

Callen stopped, regarding his long-time partner with a tinge of awe.

“There are days when I wonder how you got so evil,” he said. “Sam’s right, Hetty. Finn was messing with his partner’s privacy. Sic Deeks on the guy. And ask him to bring popcorn when he comes. This will be fun to watch.”

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