First ever story so please be kind. Don't really know if it's going anywhere or if it's going to be any good but I have always had a soft spot for Agent Renko so when they killed him off I was hoping it was some sort of elaborate plan similar to what they did for Deeks' best friend Ray.
I don't own any of the characters or NCIS: Los Angeles. I'm totally broke but a girl can dream so here goes. The first chapter may seem slow and boring but it's just to set the scene for the following chapters. It is set in the past hence why it's in Italics but after this chapter it will be in the present and start to pick up I promise
"Renko. Renko. Oh my God Mike stay with me! Open your eyes help's coming just please hold on!" her pleas were the only thing he was aware of, he didn't know where he was or what was going on around him. What had just happened? The last thing he remembers was a woman's cries for him to fight to stay alive and then there was only peace and calm.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "I'm sorry Ms Blye we did everything we could but his injuries were just too severe I'm afraid there was nothing more we could do. Is there anyone we can notify? Family, wife or friends even?" the young doctor spoke trying to provide comfort but it was obvious he lacked experience in breaking bad news.
Kensi looked on in shock. How could she have been close to him and not know the simplest things about him like who he called family? The day's events replayed over and over in her head. How did it all go so wrong? Everything about the day seemed so routine and easy, well easy compared to any other day as an agent where danger is around every corner. And now he's dead. MIKE RENKO IS DEAD! The man who stayed up for days at a time to party with tweekers or work his way into a drug cartel like it was all in a day's work was now dead after a simple raid.
After what seemed like an eternity the silence was finally broken by the small figure who had somehow gotten into the room without Kensi or the young doctor realising. Her voice though full of the usual confidence and control now contained something else, not many would be able to detect it through the façade she was putting one but Kensi could hear the sadness or guilt in her voice when she spoke " there is no one.". At this point Kensi felt her heart sink and made her realise that it could easily have been her in this situation and no one would be there to grieve for her.
After several weeks the team was back to normal. Although each member missed their fallen friend life had to go on, allowing their minds to get distracted would be fatal so they had no choice but to get over it quickly or endanger the lives of everyone.
The funeral had been small and consisted of the agents. No family or friends so to speak of. All that remained for the team to do now was cut all know ties with his various aliases some were as simple as changing current address to a different state but others were a lot more complex that consisted of various contacts of the team providing to necessary paperwork such as death certificates or prison transfer slips all in the end proved convincing.