Hey guys this is my first story and it probably wouldn't be any good but please review.
As the world slowly stopped spinning, Sam groaned and lifted his head. What happened, how did this happen. As he became more a where of his surroundings he realised that he was on his own in this small dark smelly room. Where was callen, he was in the car when it crashed. What about deeks and kensi they were just behind them in their car. Sam shifted and tested his bindings. He was tied to a chair; he checked his feet and moaned in pain. He looked down and saw his ankle twisted at an unnatural angle. His feet were also tied up.
He glanced up as the door opened and crashed into the wall. A man about average height and build entered followed by two men both carrying guns. One of the guards was also carrying, what Sam identified as his phone and NCIS badge.
"Hello agent Hanna, I trust you are well" Before Sam could come up with a smart response the man spoke again. "Actually I really don't care if you are ok because I'm going to kill you slowly and painfully anyway."
"I doubt that" Sam couldn't help but laugh a little bit at that. He stopped laughing as he felt the impact of the man's punch. His head rock back and Sam felt his nose break and hot blood run down his face.
"Why do you doubt that? Because you think your team will come and rescue you"
"I don't think, I know that they will come and then they will kill you if they find that you have hurt me"
After Sam said that the man laughed. I don't think there will be any rescue agent Hanna, because the team that you think will save you, are here as well"
Sam felt the colour drain from his face "you're lying"
"You want proof" Sam's eyes narrowed "I'll take that as a yes" the man nodded to one of the guards who left, boots echoing nosily on the floor.
After a few minutes the man returned, walking backwards dragging a figure by its arms. The guard stepped inside the room and the man, who has still not said who he was, grabbed the figure and pulled its head up by its hair.
Sam gasped. Marty deeks was in front of him, unconscious and bleeding. The man let go of deeks and deeks fell down and landed at Sam's feet. "I'll leave you two to talk, maybe you can talk some sense into each other and this little visit wouldn't be as painful"
The man left and the door slammed shut after him.
I hope you like it I'll update it when I can