They had been lucky until now. First Callen and Hanna, then Morgan and Garcia with nice FBI IDs, but their luck couldn't continue, and their new arrival didn't seem to like any type of ID. On the other hand, getting information about the Omega counterpart had been easy. Everyone had the base knew him, which meant the congressman Michael Westen was about to suffer a lethal accident.
Now Leon had to figure out just what did person do in their dimension, what power he had and how to use him. God, why couldn't they all be federal agents.
He steadied himself and got in, sitting down and waiting for the other man to wake up. "Mr. Westen, my name is Leon Vance and I work for the federal government. Perhaps you can tell me who you work for?"