AN: Considering that this is Fanfiction I would hope that it would be obvious that I don't own anything but since it's not then here. I don't own NCIS or Yound Justice, sorry. Enjoy!

Ziva had just forced her way into the warehouse where a terrorist cell was supposedly meeting at the time. She was taking the back while Tony and Gibbs took the front. Ziva cleared three of the back rooms and was about to enter the fourth when she heard a few groans from inside. With more caution that the last few rooms, Ziva entered with her gun ready to fire and was surprised at the sight in front of her.

There were three teenagers tied up and laying on the ground. The closest one to Ziva was the youngest looking one; he had untamed ebony hair and very dark sunglasses on. He was wearing a green sweat shirt with a brown jacket over it, jeans and black converse. He was beginning to stir and began to moan. The boy that was tied up next to him appeared to be a few years older and had bright red hair. He was wearing a white long sleeved shirt under a blue button up shirt jeans and black running shoes, along with some strange goggles on his head. He was still out cold. There was a girl with long blonde hair and in dark jeans, a white camisole and a brown jacket.

Ziva waited for her teammates to call that it was clear before calling out, "Guys, I found something."

Within a minute both Gibbs and Dinozzo were standing in the doorway looking at the three hostages. It was an odd sight; each one had their hands handcuffed behind their backs. Their feet were cuffed and then cuffed to the one in the middle. Ropes were wrapped around their entire bodies to restrict anyone from moving more than an inch.

"Well are you just going to stand there all day, or are you going to get us out of here?" The youngest boy snapped.

"Oh right." Tony said as he went to help the only conscious boy.

"Dinozzo, pictures first." Gibbs ordered.

"Right boss." Tony grabbed the camera from his pack and snapped a few pictures before he put it back down to help. Before he could reach the teens, the black haired boy had already freed his hands from the cuffs and was working on wiggling out of the rope. "How'd you do that?"

"Practice." The boy answered as he escaped the ropes and quickly unlocked the cuffs around his ankles.

"Should I free the others or do you want to kid." Dinozzo muttered bitterly. He walked over to the red head since the boy was already working on the girl.

"So kid, what's your name?" Gibbs asked while he watched the kid work.

"What's yours? " The kid was carefully picking the lock on the girl's handcuffs; he had already gotten her out of the tangle of ropes and ankle cuffs off.

"I'm Special Agent Gibbs, NCIS." Gibbs introduced, "That's-"

"Naval Criminal Investigative Service, yeah I know. My friends may not though." The kid said.

"So what's your name?" Gibbs asked again.

"I was told not to tell strangers my name." The kid said stubbornly.

"That doesn't apply to federal agents." Tony insisted.

"I still haven't seen any badges or IDs yet so how do I know you really are what you say you are?" The kid challenged.

"Here's my ID." Gibbs said showing the boy his badge and card. "Now, what's your name?"

"You sure are persistent. What's NCIS doing here?" The boy asked. He moved to take over freeing his friend from Dinozzo who still hadn't gotten him out of the rope. After freeing the red head the boy began to shake his friend.

"What are you doing?" Ziva asked.

"Waking him up." A few seconds later, the red head jerked up.

"Rob? What are we doing here?" The older boy was still out of it while he looked around the room with blurry eyes.

"We were found by NCIS; we were tied up and cuffed to each other." The boy the NCIS agents now took to be Rob answered.

"So what were we doing here again?" The red head asked.

"No clue." Rob answered.

"Is she okay?" The teen asked with a jerk of his head towards the unconscious girl.

"She should be fine, just not as good at coming to."

"So who are you guys?" Tony cut in. "And how come you guys are so calm?"

"Practice." Rob answered.

"What do you mean practice?" Gibbs asked an eyebrow quirked.

"Let's just say this isn't the first time I've been kidnapped." Rob said. The red head laughed at the statement.

"How often are you kidnapped?" Gibbs demanded.

"Enough to not be surprised to wake up and be tied up." The kid quipped.

"What's going on?" The girl moaned as she slowly sat up.

"We found you three tied up." Ziva said quickly.

"So any clue what we're doing here?" She asked clearly looking at the youngest boy.

"Some sort of warehouse. I have no clue where though." Rob answered.

"Hey, don't worry beautiful, I'm here to protect you." The red head put his arm around her which she promptly smacked away.

"I don't need your protection Wally." The girl snapped.

"So you know each other?" Gibbs observed.

"Yep, Wally and I have known each other for a while. Art has joined us about a month ago." Rob explained.

"So you're Rob, you're Wally, and you're Art?" Tony asked.

"You got it." Wally agreed.

"Let's get out of here." Gibbs ordered.

"Come on guys." Tony called over his shoulder as he walked out of the room.

"Where are we going?" Wally asked.

"Their HQ obviously." Art answered.

Rob just laughed at their antics.

"So, where are your parents?" Gibbs asked once they were all in the van.

"Gotham and Central City." Wally told him.

"Names would be helpful." Tony pointed out.

"You can call Barry Allen, he lives in Central City." Rob revealed.

"Thanks R, it's not like I won't get in trouble or anything." Wally muttered.

"Come on, you know he's more whelmed than the others." Rob argued.

"We need to contact your parents as well." Tony informed.

"That's not exactly going to be easy." Rob said with a sad smirk.

"My mom is busy, sorry." Art sneered.

"I don't care if she's busy, we need to call her." Dinozzo insisted. "And whatever is going on between your parents and you doesn't matter we need to talk to them." Dinozzo said pointing a finger at the youngest one in the van.

"I told you before it will be very hard to get them." Rob stubbornly said.

"Why is that?" Ziva inquired.

"They're dead." The boy divulged quietly. His friends looked a little taken aback at this.

"I'm sorry, who are you living with?" Gibbs asked.

"What happened?" Tony asked at the same time.

"I don't want to talk about it." Rob took himself out of the conversation by turning to stare out the window.

"Anyway, how should we get in touch with this Barry Allen?" Ziva inquired.

"I think he should still be at work, you should be able to call him at four seven eight five seven six two. But you may want to call soon since he disappears after work." Wally told them.

"Where does he work?" Gibbs asked.

"He's a forensic scientist."

"He and Wally are science geeks." Art teased.

"I am so not a geek!" Wally argued.

"What do you think R, he's a geek right?" Art laughed.

"I'm not a geek, tell her Rob." Both teens were now staring at the other with arms crossed over their chests.

"I don't know KF; you do seem to get a little excited every time a new science magazine comes out." Rob said faking thoughtfulness. "Then again, you can't be too smart if you let yourself get captured."

"You got caught too." Wally pointed out.

"Only after you two got knocked out." Rob childishly stuck out his tongue.

"Who put you guys there?" Dinozzo asked.

"That'll have to wait, we're here." Gibbs interrupted.

The six exited the van and walked into the front of the large brick building. The three teens checked in as visitors before Gibbs led them into the elevator. They entered a very large, very orange room that was divided with half wall cork boards. They walked into one portion of the room where there was one boyish looking man furiously typing on his computer.

"Hey boss, you'll never guess what I found." The man started.

"Later McGee, we have guests." Gibbs informed.

"What do you…? Oh. Hi guys, I'm Tim McGee." McGee introduced.

"These three were tied up in a room unconscious." Tony told him.

"What were they doing there?" Tim asked.

"You know we can hear you, and we all have no clue why anyone left us there." Gibbs noticed that Rob hadn't said anything about why they were tied up in the first place.

"So we have to find out why." McGee stated as he walked to his computer and started typing.

"Dinozzo, take them to see Ducky." Gibbs ordered.

"Right away Boss." Tony herded the teens back into the elevator.

"So who's Ducky?" Wally asked.

"He's our medical examiner." Tony said.

"Cool, so he gets to cut up dead people." Wally exclaimed.

"Nerd." Art coughed causing Rob to burst out laughing.

They entered autopsy at the end of one of Ducky's long stories, Palmer couldn't have been happier to see them.

"Hey Duck, do you mind checking these guys out?" Tony asked.

"Care to introduce me to your young friends first?" Ducky suggested.

"Ducky this is Rob, Art, and Wally." Tony introduced. "Now would you check them out?"

"Sure, now what brings you here?" Ducky asked Rob as he went over to the boy.

"They found us tied up in a warehouse." Rob said almost cheerfully.

"How did you end up there?" Ducky began examining the boy for any signs of injury, finding none he moved onto Wally.

"You're not going to stick me with any needles are you?" Wally looked ready to run as Ducky came closer to him.

"Not unless I need to." Ducky promised. Wally relaxed and allowed Ducky to check him.

"You know, I'm fine. Those guys didn't do anything terrible to me." Wally said.

"This is a pretty nasty bruise on your arm; it appears to be older though. How long did those guys keep you?" Ducky inquired.

"We were only knocked out for a few hours, they caught us a few hours before that." Rob told them.

"How do you do that?" Wally's voice cracked on the word do.

"Wouldn't you like to know." Rob smirked and let out an eerie laugh.

"How'd you get that bruise then?" Tony's boss side was kicking in; if anyone had hurt those kids he was going to do something about it.

"I was just playing around with Rob over there; we were wrestling or something like that, right?"

"Something like that." Rob agreed. "So Dr. Ducky, what part of Scotland are you from?"

"Oh yes well you see." Ducky started.

"That story will have to wait Duck, boss wants up in the bullpen now." Tony interrupted.

"Oh very well, 'til next time." Ducky sent the four off.

Once at the bullpen, it was evident that Gibbs was in a foul mood. Tony went right behind his desk to minimize the risk of receiving a slap on the head.

"I need to know who your parents are now." Gibbs growled.

"Fine geez, but do you mind not telling these dorks." Art huffed.

"Tell Ziva then she'll contact her." Gibbs turned his stare to the black haired boy now. To Tony and McGee's amazement the kid held his gaze without fidgeting or even looking slightly uneasy. To the contrary, the boy actually had a smirk on his face and let out an eerie cackle.

"Good luck trying to get him to tell you, he won't even tell me." Wally said.

"You aren't leaving until we contact whoever is responsible for you." Gibbs said remembering that the boy's parents had died.

"He's busy right now and won't like the distraction." Rob informed Gibbs.

"I don't care."

"He's really not someone you want to interrupt." Rob insisted.

"I don't care." Gibbs repeated.

"Besides he's out of the country so what good will it do to bother him when he can't come back. Wally's Uncle is the person in charge of me for the next couple of weeks." Neither Rob nor Gibbs had broken their stare during this exchange. The NCIS team was getting a little uneasy at the growing ferocity of the stare Gibbs directed at the boy. His friends even seemed to get a little anxious, but the recipient of it never wavered; he was still in the exact pose as before his smirk possibly a bit bigger.

"How can we get in touch with him?" Gibbs pressed.

"You're not going to." Rob answered in a low tone that scared McGee and Dinozzo.

In the same tone Gibbs said, "I will get his number one way or another." His voice raising back to its normal tone he ordered, "Dinozzo, take him to the interrogation room."

"Right away boss." Tony shot up. Before Tony could do anything the boy in question walked over to the elevator and pushed the button. His friends made a motion to follow him but he quickly shook his head and they sat retreated the step they had taken.

At the right floor Rob led the way down the hallway and after reaching the first door he tilted his head and walked through the second door on the right. Tony followed dumbstruck, the boy acted as if he knew the whole layout even though Tony was positive he had never been here before.

"So am I going to be recorded?" Rob asked nonchalantly.

"No." Tony said before exiting the room and closing the door behind him. This was exactly what Rob wanted, some time alone so he could figure out what to do. He knew Tony would be watching from behind the one way mirror so he sat leaning against the back of the chair that he would have to sit in once Gibbs came back. Rob took out a glove from his pocket and put it on his hand as well at putting a small device into his ear.

A holographic computer appeared and Rob quickly typed a command making a 3D map appear on his screen. It showed a little red dot above the earth just floating there. Rob sighed before pressing his finger to the device in his ear. Quietly, he spoke to the air, "B."

"What?" An annoyed voice came through the communicator.

"I'm kind of in a situation."