Other Relations Chapter 3

Disclaimer: Still don't own Harry Potter or NCIS

Warnings: Same as the other chapters

Question: Do you want Jake to live or die? At the moment i don't know whether to have him live or die so your opinions are appreciated.

Authors Note: Thank you for the amazing reviews. I am glad you all liked it so much. Sorry for how long it took to update. I was really busy and this chapter didn't seem to like me. I think I deleted over a thousand words :( Now on to the story. I hope you like this chapter:D

Harry jumped awake as he felt someone shaking him. It turned out it was Officer Kyle waking him. "Sorry, but the NCIS Agents are just about here and since it is no longer in the Washington Police department's jurisdiction most of us, except the few who are going to keep the crime seen closed to the public are leaving. That includes me."

Harry nodded as he stood up with a slight wince. "Thanks for letting me sit in your car."

Kyle smiled, "not a problem. It was nice meeting you. I hope the rest of your holiday turns out better. Oh, some of the NCIS people will want to talk to you about what you saw. That means you'll need to stay here until they say you can go. Sorry," Kyle said as he got into his car and drove back to the station.

Gibbs who had arrived with his team three minutes after most of the Officers left was wondering why there was a child sitting against the wall just outside the crime scene tape. Telling his team to get to work. Gibbs went to ask one of the Officers standing guard who the kid was. "Who is he?" Gibbs asked pointing to where Harry was sitting.

The Officer shrunk back from Gibbs a bit. "He's the one who saw what happened, and the one who called 911. We didn't know whether you wanted to ask him some questions tonight or if we could send him back to his hotel."

Gibbs didn't bother replying. He walked over to where Harry was sitting and sat down beside him. "My name is Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs. You can call me Gibbs. I am the lead investigator. I will need to ask you some questions in a bit but first, how are you? Do you have any injuries?" Gibbs asked, looking Harry over with a critical eye.

"I am fine the guy ran off after I yelled. I wasn't close enough for him to touch me," Harry whispered, "And my name is Harry." He was tired, sore, and he just wanted to go back to his apartment and get some sleep. Maybe when he woke up in the morning he could pretend this had all just been a dream.

Gibbs raised an eyebrow. "I'm sure. Now I don't know if one of the other officers mentioned yet, but I can't let you leave until you have answered a few questions. I also can't question a minor with out a parent or guardian's permission. Do you have a number I can reach them at?"

Harry nodded his head. Not really looking forward to his Aunt or more likely his Uncle coming to get him. "We are staying at the Best Western that is just a couple of blocks over. We are in room 314. They should be back from supper by now."

Gibbs thought it was a little strange that someone would leave a child who looked no more than thirteen alone at a hotel while they went out to eat, but pushed it aside to think about when he was less busy. Gibbs stood up brushing the dirt from his pant. "I'm going to call the hotel and have your parents meet us at NCIS."

"They're not my parents." Harry interrupted before Gibbs could say anything else.

Gibbs looked annoyed at being interrupted, but pushed it aside as he new the kid had witnessed something very traumatic. "If they're not your parents who are they?"

"My Aunt and Uncle. My parents are dead." Harry whispered, while fiddling with the hem of his shirt.

Gibbs felt a little sympathetic for the kid. "After I get a hold of them I'll tell them to meet us at the Navy yard. Once I have their permission I'll get your statement and then you're free to go. There may be some additional questioning later. For now we just want to get the basics so we can start searching for him."

Harry nodded, although he really didn't like the idea of calling his Aunt and Uncle. He was already in pain and he knew that once the agents were finished and sent him back with his relatives Uncle Vernon would be punishing him again. 'Hopefully he will be more lenient as he has already disciplined me once today,' Harry thought. Mentally snorting at his own thoughts Harry muttered aloud, "Yeah right."

Gibbs heard and wondered what Harry was talking about. Deciding not to ask Gibbs pulled out his phone and called the Hotel. "Hello this is Mandy at the Best Western front desk. How may I help you?" Mandy asked through the phone.

"Can you connect me to the guests in room 314?" Gibbs asked.

"One moment sir."

"Hello this is Petunia may I ask who is calling?" Petunia sounded a little irate.

"Hi this Agent Gibbs from NCIS. I have your nephew in my custody at the moment. I need you to come to the Navy Yard as I need to get a statement from him, and for that to happen I need your written approval that it is okay for me to ask him questions."

Petunia wasn't a little irate anymore she was now very annoyed. "I am very sorry for what ever he has done." Petunia said in a sickly sweet voice. She had tuned out after Gibbs said he was an agent and had her nephew in custody. "If you just put him in jail for the night I will come get him tomorrow. He can use that time to think about what he has done wrong."

"You seem to have misunderstood me. Your nephew is a witness to a potential murder. I need you to sign a few papers saying it is fine for me to question him." Gibbs was a little put out by how she seemed to jump to the worst conclusions.

Petunia huffed, "Fine give me directions and my husband, son and I will be there in half an hour." She wasn't going to leave her Dudley at the hotel by himself at this time of night. Who knew what could happen to him.

Gibbs gave her the directions and then snapped his phone shut with more force than was necessary. "You can ride with me. I'm just going to go and see if my team has finished collecting the evidence and we'll head out." Harry nodded his head. Waiting until after Gibbs had left Harry then tried to stand. It was a lot more painful that he planned on it being. Standing seemed to take the last of his energy; Harry was ready to drop.

"Have you gathered all the evidence?" Gibbs asked looking more than a little annoyed.

They all wondered what had made their Boss so mad, but not wanting it directed at themselves they quickly answered "Yes Boss."

"Good I am going to take the witness back to NCIS. DiNozzo, McGee your with me. Ziva you take the other car to the hospital and find out what is happening with our marine."

"Yes Boss," they answered simultaneously.

McGee was the last of them to exit the ally. He was shocked to see the teen he had run into at the Chinese food place standing where the witness was suppose to be. "Harry?" McGee asked hoping he was wrong as the kid seemed nice and didn't deserve to have to see something like this.

Harry was looking down as he tried to place the voice. He knew he had heard it somewhere he just couldn't seem to remember where. He looked up and saw McGee. "McGee… I didn't know you worked for NCIS."

McGee smiled, "I don't generally tell people I just met I work there."

Harry nodded he could understand why. Tony and Ziva looked surprised and curious. Gibbs was also curious but hid it better. "You know the witness Probie?"

McGee nodded, "When I went to get Chinese for lunch two weeks ago I literally ran into him. We talked as we ordered lunch."

Tim looked at Harry. "How come you weren't with your relatives this time?"

Harry winced as Gibbs asked, "This time? Do they let you wander off on your own a lot?"

'How to answer this with out lying,' Harry thought. " I spent the last week going sight seeing with my Uncle." Harry said as he twisted the truth a bit. He was with an uncle all last week just not the one they were asking about. "Anyways as I told McGee I'm fifteen almost sixteen. I don't need a babysitter." Gibbs's eyes narrowed. Harry looked much to young to be almost sixteen let alone fifteen. Suspicions were forming in his head but he pushed them to the back of his mind hoping he was wrong even though his gut told him he was right.

"Come on let's head back." The drive lulled Harry into a light doze. He became more alert as they pulled into the parking lot.

"How long will the questions take?" Harry asked with a yawn.

"Not to long once we have permission from your guardians." Tony answered as they walked towards the elevator. Harry looked around as he stepped off the elevator. It was different than he thought it would be. While the other's headed towards their desks Gibbs went to see Leon.

McGee noticing his surprise chuckled. "Different than you thought it would be?"

Harry nodded continuing to take in the bullpen with wide eyes as he fallowed them to their desks. "I figured it would be like in one or two of the movies I have seen." Harry answered as he stopped at McGee's desk.

Tim leaned in closer to Harry and whispered, "I was surprised the first time I saw it to." Harry smiled and McGee jumped for joy on the inside for cheering him up a bit.

When Gibbs came back down he said, "DiNozzo take the evidence down to Abby. McGee try and figure out who this guy pissed off bad enough to get him stabbed." Tony took the evidence and headed back to the elevator while Tim settled down to work on his computer.

"The guy who stabbed Jake mentioned that he was doing this because Jake killed his family in a car crash." Harry spoke hoping he was helpful.

McGee nodded his thanks and began to search for that specifically. Gibbs turned to Harry. "Your with me. I want Ducky to check you out for any injures before your relatives get hear."

Harry tried to protest. "I already said I'm fine the guy never came near me."

He hoped Gibbs would leave it at that. Sadly he had no such luck. "It's a liability thing. If you were to suddenly drop dead from some wound we would be held accountable because you are inside the building. It would also mean more paperwork for my team and me." Gibbs said as he tried to get Harry to smile. "In addition you hold yourself as if you're in pain." Gibbs steered Harry back to the elevator. "You're going to let Ducky make sure you're alright."

Harry really thought about making a run for it but knew it would do no good. He now just hoped he could come up with a believe able excuses for all the bruises.

"Ah, Jethro so glad to see you although I will admit to being surprised to see you here when I have no body to autopsy for you." Ducky said as Jethro entered his domain.

"Hey Duck, I need you to make sure the witness to my new case has no injures."

"Well, hello there young man. My name is Dr. Donald Mallard, but everyone calls me Ducky. If you will just hop up onto this table I will make sure you're in perfect health." Ducky said as he indicated the table.

Harry looked back to the door but knew he wouldn't make it; at least not with the amount of pain he was in. Gibbs's eyes narrowed when he noticed how nervous Harry was. Harry sat down on the table resigned to his fate. "My names Harry Potter."

"Ah from England are you, I remember my first time there. I was but a lad and my mother had …" Ducky started.

Gibbs cut him of. "Ducky I need this done fast as his relatives will be here soon and I will need to get his statement."

"Quite right Jethro. Now young man if you will take off your shirt for a second. This exam will be over before you know it." Harry tried to think of something to stall the inevitable. When nothing came to him Harry knew he was out of time, and slowly started to take his shirt off.

When Gibbs and Ducky caught sight of his stomach and chest they both sucked in a startled breath. "I thought you said he didn't touch you?" Gibbs seethed in anger not at Harry but at whoever had hurt him.

"He didn't," Harry whispered quietly.

Ducky was about to ask who when Gibbs beat him to it. "It was your relatives wasn't it?" Harry knew there would be no point in lying anymore, as Gibbs already knew. Harry nodded his head ashamed.

Ducky who had been to shocked to move quickly got back to trying to assess what needed to be done when he saw Harry wince in pain. "I need to feel around your ribs to se if any are broken. It may hurt a bit so bare with me." Harry nodded and just about cried in pain when Ducky touched one of the ribs he knew was broken.

By the time the exam was finished Ducky was pale. He knew the young boy was injured just from looking. He just didn't think it was this bad. Harry had three broken ribs, a broken wrist and there wasn't any place above the waist and below the neck that wasn't bruised or cut. "I am going to give you a mild painkiller. I would give you something stronger, but you need to go to the hospital and get some x-rays to make sure there is no internal damage. It will also make sure I didn't miss anything."

"Wait," Harry called. "I still have to give my statement."

Gibbs who looked ready to kill someone namely Harry's relatives said, "You can give your statement later. Listen to Ducky."

Harry shook his head. "No I want to give it tonight. Jake deserves justice." Harry said stubbornly as he got off the table.

Gibbs knew that this fight wasn't worth it so he came up with an alternative. "You can give your statement and then you will take whatever Ducky gives you. After that I will drive you over to the hospital myself."

Harry thought about it and knew that this was his only alternative. "I agree."

"Good," Gibbs said. "If you hadn't I was going to take you to the hospital now." Harry nodded as he knew that would have happened and that was why he had agreed.

"Let's head back upstairs. You relatives," Gibbs said the word like it was something that repulsed him. "Should be here by now. Thanks for giving him a check up Duck."

"Not a problem Jethro. You make sure to bring him here after he is finished with his statement." Ducky said as they walked to the door.

"Don't worry Duck I will personally make sure he ends up back here." Gibbs said and Harry had the childish urge to stick his tongue out at him.

Harry and Gibbs walked into the bullpen to see a very irate Petunia, a furious Vernon, and a bored Dudley. Gibbs had a look that promised pain in his eyes when he walked up to Harry's Aunt and Uncle. "You must be Harry's Aunt and Uncle." Gibbs said with barely concealed rage in his voice.

McGee looked up from his computer when Gibbs had spoken. He wondered what they had done to piss his Boss off already. McGee also knew that whatever they did had to have been bad as the only time he ever saw Gibbs like this was when someone killed or injured a child. Tim had, had suspicions about Harry's home life when they met, but brushed it of when Harry said he was fifteen. It was now looking like he was right and he was really, really hoping he was wrong.

Vernon took a deep breath to calm himself down. Being called at around 9 at night because his nephew had witnessed a crime and they need his signature on some papers was not something he wanted to do while on vacation, or any time. "Vernon Dursley, my wife Petunia, and our wonderful son Dudley. Now if you will just show me where to sign we will be leaving." Vernon looked around hoping to see the papers on one of the desks.

Gibbs closed the distance between himself and Vernon in two swift steps. "You won't be leaving for a while." Gibbs grabbed Vernon's hands cuffed them together. "You are under arrest for child abuse."

"What do you think you're doing?" Vernon spluttered. His face turned red as he tried to get the handcuffs off. Petunia seeing what had happened screeched at Gibbs to "let go of her husband."

Dudley looked surprised but not overly so at the fact that his dad had been put in handcuffs. After the dementor attack last year Dudley had, had some time to think and now knew that what his parents did to Harry was wrong. He was kind of glad that someone finally found out what was happening and did something.

Gibbs took no notice and leaned in so no one but Vernon could hear what he hissed at him. "I will never be able to understand how anyone can hurt a child and think that it is okay. Did it make you feel more powerful to beat up on someone who couldn't fight back?" Gibbs asked the question knowing he would get no answer.

Vernon's face turned purple. "I did nothing to that freak that he didn't deserve. We took him in out of the goodness of our hearts. We fed him and gave him clothes. I have done nothing wrong."

Gibbs eyes turned to ice. "Nothing wrong. You think that there is nothing wrong when you have given your nephew 3 broken ribs and a broken wrist. What could he have possibly done to deserve that?"

Vernon didn't answer as he turned to Petunia. "Take Dudley back to the hotel. I will join you shortly they have nothing on me." Petunia nodded, but just as she was about to move Gibbs said, "She won't be going anywhere but an interrogation room."

Petunia looked at Gibbs startled. "What why am I under arrest? I have done nothing wrong."

"Just because you didn't physically touch him doesn't mean you didn't see what was happening and turn a blind eye. You can be charged and do jail time for not reporting it." Gibbs spat out. "Also I do not believe you have never harmed Harry so until can prove you knew nothing and did nothing you will be spending time in out interrogation room." Gibbs grabbed Vernon and gestured for McGee to cuff Petunia and bring her. Gibbs turned to Harry. "Take a seat. As soon as I have them in interrogation I will take you to the hospital." Harry took a seat at Gibbs desk just hoping this day would be over already.

As Gibbs and McGee started to take the Dursley's out of the room Vernon looked towards Harry. "You ungrateful little brat this is all your fault. You will pay for this once I am out of here." Gibbs didn't let him say anymore as he roughly pushed Vernon forward.

Director Vance had seen the whole thing and waited until Gibbs came back to ask what was going on. "I thought they needed to sign some papers?"

Gibbs growled in anger. "Once I am finished with them they will no longer be his guardians therefore they will no longer need to sign the papers."

"Gibbs you can't put them in interrogation for no reason."

Gibbs turned his eyes on Vance. Leon almost took a step back at the anger he saw burning in them. "No reason," Gibbs spat out. "I put them there after I got Harry checked out and found out that his Uncle had given him three broken ribs, a broken arm, and if you saw his chest, stomach, and back you would be as close to killing them as I am. So yes I have plenty off reason."

Vance's face had paled drastically as he listened to Gibbs. He turned to look at Harry and saw the pain reflected in his eyes. Vance had no idea how someone could harm a child, and knew that if anyone had done that to one of his kids there would be no thinking about it. They would be dead. "Hold them for as long as you can." Director Vance was thinking of ways he could get them tried in America, and if not that then have them tried to the full extent in Britain. "You do know once they lawyer up the British embassy will become involved and want them deported so they can be tried and do jail time there?" Vance asked.

Gibbs nodded and said, "I know, but I also know you will do everything in your power to make sure they are tried to the full extent of the law whether it be here or in Britain."

Vance didn't bother to say anything else about it, as he knew Gibbs was right. He also knew that if he didn't Gibbs would. "What are you going to do with him?" Vance pointed in Harry's direction.

"He is a witness and the suspect is still out there. He also probably saw Harry and might decided to come after him. I will have Harry stay with me until they can contact any other relatives he might have." Vance nodded and headed up to his office.

"Hey Boss, Abby's working on the evidence and said she should have something soon…" Tony's voice faded as he looked around the bullpen and noticed that his Boss looked like he wanted to hit something. Tony walked over to McGee's desks and quietly asked, "what has Gibbs so mad?"

Before Tim could answer Gibbs turned to Tony. "Get back to work DiNozzo," Gibbs barked. "McGee figure out if there are any of his relatives you can get into contact with. Also find out if he" Gibbs pointed to Dudley, "has anyone he can call to come and pick him up. Harry come with me. We are going back to Ducky to get the painkiller and then I am taking you to the hospital." Gibbs motioned for Harry to stand and follow.

"But what about the statement? You said I could give that before I went," Harry protested.

"As you are my ward for the next while you are under my custody." Gibbs thought about it for a moment before saying, "If I sign the papers as soon as we finish questioning you I will be taking you to the hospital. There will be no arguments right?" Harry nodded, as long as Gibbs kept his end of the promise Harry would keep his. Gibbs sighed but led the way to an empty office. Tony tagged along; because Gibbs was for all intents and purposes Harry guardian at the moment he couldn't question him.

"I want you to tell me what you saw and heard in as much detail as possible." Tony said as they sat down. Gibbs wanted this over and done with as quickly as possible so that he could finally get Harry the medical attention that he needed.

Harry took a deep breath and started to talk. "Aft…after my Uncle was finished with my punishment I wanted to get something for the pain." Harry stuttered afraid and a little unsure of where he should begin.

"Keep going Harry. Can you tell me what your Uncle was punishing you for?" Tony asked in an unusually soft voice.

Harry nodded, "I wasn't suppose to be in the hotel room without him or Aunt Petunia in the room. I wanted to get some books from my trunk. I thought that they were gone." Harry was looking down towards the table and, both Gibbs and Tony looked ready to hit something but forced the emotion back as Tony motioned for Harry to continue. "After I got some Tylenol and water I went and sat on a park bench and waited for the medicine to work. I had to have been sitting there for ten minutes when I heard someone yelling. I turned to look and noticed it was coming from an ally. When they seemed to get angrier I went to look and see if maybe I could help."

"You're doing really good." Gibbs said as he got up to get some water for Harry.

Harry accepted the water with a quiet "thanks". Taking a sip Harry continued, "Once I got close enough I could hear Jake telling the guy to leave him alone. The other guy said where would be the fun in that?" Harry had closed his eyes as he tried to picture the scene so he could remember all the details. " Jake offered his wallet and other stuff trying to get the guy to leave. It didn't work. Jake started to back up but the guy followed saying he didn't want it. By that point I was close enough to hear them even without them shouting." Harry continued to tell Tony and Gibbs what had happened. "Jake sounded scared as he asked what the guy wanted if he didn't want money. He answered saying that he wanted Jake to feel the pain he felt when Jake killed his wife and baby in a car crash, which was when he stabbed Jake. I yelled to try and get him to leave Jake alone. When he heard me he looked towards me and then took off. I ran to Jake and tried to keep him conscious until the paramedics arrived. The police arrived and you know the rest." Emerald eyes turned to Tony. Harry looked drained when he was finished.

Tony and Gibbs were both surprised at how well Harry was taking talking about someone being stabbed. "Thank you Harry. Just one more question, can you describe the guy who stabbed Corporal Jake Adams?"

Harry closed his eyes. 'I really wish I could use a pensive. It would make this so much easier.' Harry thought as he tried to picture the man. "He was tall at least '182' centimeters maybe taller. His hair was dark and really short." Harry tried to think of anything else that was noticeable. "He had a scar on his left cheek." Harry brought his hand up to his face to show them where. "I think he had brown eyes but it was pretty dark. Sorry," Harry mumbled.

"Don't worry about it. You gave us lots. We usually never get this much information to start." Tony smiled to show Harry he was happy with what he gave them. "Now I believe Gibbs here is impatient to get you to the hospital." Smack, "Thanks Boss. This enough to get us started if I have anymore questions I know where to find you." Tony got up and left leaving Harry and Gibbs alone.

"Time for you to get looked after." Gibbs gave Harry a stare that said if he argued he would be sorry. "I know that it will be hard, but after we make sure nothing else is wrong, and you have rested for a bit I will need to ask some questions about your relatives. I want to make sure they can never hurt you again, and for that to happen I need your help."

Harry took a deep calming breath as he nodded his head still a little unsure. "Will I be able to leave after I have finished talking about them?"

"As soon as we find a relative to take you in," Gibbs replied. He stood and motioned for Harry to follow.

Harry tried to hide his panic. This was going to ruin his plans of getting away from England for a while. 'What will I do once they realize there are no relatives to take me? I can't let child services take me back to London. It won't be safe for anyone.' Harry's thought swirled as he tried to think of an escape plan. "Will there be anyway I can use the phone to call a friend once we're finished at the hospital?" Harry asked a plan forming in his head.

Gibbs nodded, "only after you have gotten some sleep."

Getting the painkiller from Ducky took no time and soon they were on their way to the hospital. The emergency room didn't have very many people so a doctor saw to Harry almost as soon as they walked through the doors. They also gave Harry some hospital scrubs and put the bloody clothes in a bag.

Harry was lying on a hospital bed with Gibbs sitting in a chair beside him, when the doctor came back with his x-ray results. "The good news is that there is no internal injuries." The doctor said as he showed them Harry's x-rays. "You have three broken ribs, two that are badly bruised, a broken wrist, multiple bruises, and a few cuts that should get stitches."

Gibbs took a deep breath even though he had heard most of this from Ducky it didn't make it any easier to hear again. "Do you need to keep him overnight or can I take him home?" Gibbs asked.

The doctor hesitated; he didn't want to let the kid go back as he knew that his patients' injuries had to have come from abuse. It wasn't hard to figure out, as most of the bruises were hand shaped. Gibbs noticed the doctor's hesitation. "Can I speak to you?" Gibbs asked as he motioned to outside the room. The doctor nodded and followed Gibbs out.

"I am sorry sir but I can't let him leave. It is part of my job to report child abuse cases." The doctor said, and held his ground even though Gibbs intimidated him.

Gibbs could see the doctor was scared, and was impressed that he didn't back down. "You don't have to worry about that. The people who did that to him are already in custody. I am a Federal agent," Gibbs said as he showed his badge. "And I already had our ME check him out. I just waned to make sure that nothing was missed."

The doctor sighed; relieved he didn't have to worry about it. "Thank God, I wasn't sure what I was going to do if you got angry. As for letting him go, he can leave as soon as I put a cast on his arm, stitch up the few cuts and get some painkillers." Gibbs nodded his head in thanks.

An hour later Harry and Gibbs were ready to leave. As they walked to the exit they passed a waiting room and Gibbs noticed Ziva was inside. Motioning for Harry to take a seat Gibbs went to talk to her. "Have you found anything out yet?" Gibbs asked.

Ziva jumped a little surprised. She was not expecting to see Gibbs there. "Nothing yet, he is still in surgery. What are you doing here?"

"Getting the witness some medical attention." Gibbs glared at the wall as he spoke. Ziva looked at him with a curious expression. Gibbs seeing it said, "I'll tell you later or you can ask McGee. I need to go but call when you get any information." Ziva nodded as Gibbs walked back to where Harry was sitting.

The long day and painkillers finally caught up with Harry as he fell asleep in Gibbs car on the way to his house. Gibbs noticed this and carried Harry up to the guestroom and set him down on the bed. Brushing the hair from Harry's forehead as he tucked him in Gibbs saw the scar and wondered where he had gotten it.