She could hear the faded siren sounds all around her. Her vision was blurry and she couldn't see anything from her right eye but she was sure that there were two people beside her, one on each side, which were probably paramedics since they were talking about her blood pressure and her SATS. Her hands weren't shaking anymore but she could feel her head spinning around in circles, thumping hard. The ride was only about five or seven minutes but she felt like it was eternity until she was wheeled out again.
"We got a Jane Doe, no ID... multiple bruises on the abdomen, possibly a rape victim. A definite blow to the eye, two broken wrists and few lacerations on the shoulders... given three doses of morphine on the way" one of the paramedics said as she pushed the gurney through the door.
"All right... get me her chart. Miss... miss, can you hear me? My name is Dr. Davidson, I'll be your doctor. Can you tell me what happened?"
Instead of a clear response, she just moved her head slightly to the left, trying to look anywhere but at the doctor. Then, looking back to his eyes, she grabbed a hold of his right hand and began trying to spell out something with her finger...
"You want to write... you need a pen?" the doctor asked, reaching for a pen in his coat but was stopped by a grunt from her. He looked back to her and then to his hands where she was still trying to spell out something. "D-E-E-K-S... Deeks" he spelled out. Dr. Davidson looked back to her again and said the name out loud... "Deeks..."
Her both eyes closed, kind of signalling that he was right. Suddenly, she could feel the shakes coming back and seconds later, all there was around her was a total blackout.
"All right, get her to ICU... where was she found?"
"At the park... a sixteen year old boy was walking his dog and when he saw her, called 911 immediately"
The doctor sighed deeply, glancing away.
"You got a fighter on your hands... " the paramedic commented before she walked away.
Meanwhile, the clock had longed ticked to nine o'clock and everyone except Kensi were already sitting at their desks. Since Eric's 'call' still hadn't bother them yet, the three of them were discussing anything else other than work related news.
"Dude, you promised you'll go with me to the game. I have got court sides tickets" Callen exclaimed.
"G, I'm sorry but I can't... I got my little girl's talent show that day" Sam responded.
"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Callen asked.
"I just found out"
"What, you forgot?" Deeks butted in.
"No, I just had to take care of some stuff and Michelle just brought it up last night" Sam replied, obviously trying to hide the fact that he did forget.
"So, you forgot...?" Callen commented.
"Fine, I forgot... whatever, you can always take this shaggy doggy to the game" Sam replied, pointing out to Deeks.
"Oh, no... not gonna happen" Callen said, shaking his head and looking away.
"Really, I'm sitting right here and you just disrespect me like that?"
"Would you have preferred if I said it behind your back?" Callen responded.
"Maybe..."
"All right, hey Sam... remind me to tell you something about Deeks later"
"It doesn't count now... you already hurt my feelings" Deeks replied, slowly placing his hand over to his heart, jokingly showing that he was actually hurt.
Sam chuckled, leaning against his chair...
"Hey, where the hell is Kensi? She'd normally be here by now" Sam asked, curiously.
"Maybe she slept in"
"That's is freakishly impossible for her. She sets her alarm clock like fifteen minutes early" Deeks told them.
"So she could beat you?" Sam asked, more commented so he could annoy Deeks.
"No... it's because she is freakishly intense about anything that has to do with work or anything... in her life"
"Anything... in her life?" Callen asked, clearly wanting to know more.
"Yeah, how did you know about that, Deeks?" Sam asked.
"I'm just saying... she needs to cool off"
"Trust me, being your partner... that's not entirely possible" Sam replied.
"Yeah, it always comes down to stress..." Callen added.
"All right, I'll just shut up right now because clearly... everything I say, you're just going to think something else, so-"
"Well, we would think what you really meant so... we would actually think the truth" Sam responded.
"Oh yeah..." Deeks asked.
"Yep... we practically understand every unspoken language that, appears around us" Callen explained.
"That sounds... kind of creepy"
"What Callen means is that, we notice a lot of things"
Deeks smiled and nodded standing up from his chair...
"All right, I'm just gonna walk away now..."
"Going somewhere, Mr. Deeks?"
"Hetty, no... what? No, I was just going to the..." Deeks said, walking back to his desk as soon as he finished stammering.
Sam and Callen smiled as he sat back to his chair. When Callen glanced back to Hetty, he noticed the weird look on her face.
"Morning, Hetty" he blankly asked, knowing that something was wrong.
Without a response, Hetty just sighed and said...
"Kensi has been attacked"
"What?" Deeks asked, with the smile vanishing completely from his face as he stood up once again.
"How is she?" Sam asked, standing up from his chair and walking slowly towards her.
"She's currently in surgery at Pacific Beach Medical. There is no conformation yet. Apparently, she was a Jane Doe"
"How...?" Deeks stammered once again.
"The LAPD has just contacted and informed me at this moment"
"When?" Callen asked.
"Last night... she was found by a sixteen year old boy at the park earlier this morning"
Deeks gulped, still not having a possible idea of what to ask or say.
"Do we... do we have a lead or...?" he managed to say after a brief moment of silence.
"Not at the moment. Mr. Beale is trying to see where she was located last"
"We need to get over there" Sam commented, attempting to walk away but was stopped quickly by Hetty.
"As I said, Ms. Blye is still in surgery. I think your particular skills would be very much helpful at the crime scene other than at the hospital, Mr. Hanna"
Sam sighed and glanced over to Callen who was still staring at Hetty at that moment.
"Gentleman, I understand that you want answers and believe me when I say that I would prefer that as well but, let's not try to blind ourselves from actually catching whoever did this"
Sam nodded...
"Mr. Deeks..."
"How did this happen?" he managed to ask, his voice practically breaking down.
Hetty sighed before responding...
"We have no control over anything, Mr. Deeks"
"Hetty, I would really like to be there when she-"
"There's nowhere else I rather have you to be, Mr. Deeks"
Deeks gulped and watched Hetty as she walked away, nodding towards Sam and Callen before heading out of the bullpen. Sam gave a slight pat on Deeks' back before Callen whispered...
"Keep us posted..."
Deeks nodded and once Sam and Callen were gone, he sighed, grabbing his coat and made his way out as well.
During his ride to the hospital, all the images of Kensi smiling or laughing were suddenly disappearing from his mind. All he could think about was the thought of loosing her, even though he tried so hard not to think about that. He wanted to stay positive, clearing his mind to only positive thoughts of what could happen.
Meanwhile, Sam and Callen had just arrived to the scene, which was already hogged by, around three to five police cars. Once they were both out the car, Sam sighed deeply...
"She'll be fine..." Callen commented.
"Yeah, I know... it's just, unreal"
"Yeah, you got that right" Callen replied.
They walked towards one of the detectives and flashed out their badges.
"Agent Hanna, Agent Callen... NCIS"
"NCIS... how did you get involved in this?"
"The victim was an agent of ours"
"Oh... you can walk through"
Sam nodded and Callen slowly walked as well, practically pissed off by the detective's comment.
"What do you have so far?" Sam asked the detective, who had walked with them as well.
"Well, it was probably a rape situation. There has been dozens of attempts in the last month but not like this"
Sam was still trying to get over the term 'rape', so he wasn't entirely focused.
"Did you find anything else?"
"There was a purse a few yards that way. Robbery was ruled out since everything was in place... keys, wallet, everything"
Callen looked the way which was pointed.
"Since the victim is not saying anything, our place doesn't really stand anymore so, I'll be happy to let you guys roll with this"
"Yeah, that will be great" Sam replied.
"Here's my card, let me know what you'll find, if there's anything we could do to help" the detective replied, handing out his card and then walking away.
"Yeah, thanks" Callen responded.
Once the detective was out of sight, both Callen and Sam looked around, trying to figure out where to begin.
"Let's see if Eric can look in those traffic cams over there, maybe he'll get something" Callen commented, taking out his phone. Sam nodded, letting him be. "Hey, Eric... see if you can get a good look at the cameras near by, let me know what you'll find"
"On it" Eric replied.
"Any word on Kensi?"
"No, Deeks hasn't called yet. No news is good news, right?" Eric said.
"Yeah... yeah, you're right" Callen replied, sighing and hanging up right afterwards. "Deeks hasn't checked in yet" Callen told Sam which replied by a deep sigh. They both looked around...
"Why do it out in the open... in cases like this, it's always in an alley or something"
"You're thinking it was intentional?"
"I don't know... with our jobs, we make a lot of enemies who would want to get back at us"
"Yeah but... Kensi?"
Callen glanced at him, noticing the look on his face...
"You all right...?" he asked his partner.
"Yeah, it's just... Kensi, you know... she's like my sister. She certainly doesn't deserve this"
"Yeah, nobody does..."
"Don't tell me you're not thinking the same thing"
"You wouldn't want to know what I'm thinking. I'll tell you this but... if we catch this guy, it ain't gonna be pretty"
Sam looked at him and nodded, definitely thinking the same thing as they both walked back to their car.
Meanwhile, Deeks had arrived to the hospital minutes before. He was waiting patiently right outside the ER, struggling with the fact that Kensi was in there and not him. He had longed forgotten about how many times he had left Kensi worried about him but at that moment, he was hating the fact that he was the one worried about her.
Suddenly, he felt his phone vibrate and glancing at the screen display, he saw it was Sam.
"Yeah?" he whispered.
"Hey, is she okay?"
"She's still in surgery, doctor said she's suppose to be out soon"
"All right, let us know when she wakes up"
"Okay... did you guys get anything?" Deeks asked, all in anger, desperation and confusion.
"Not really but, we'll call you if we do, all right?"
"Okay..."
"Hang it there, man"
Deeks closed his eyes and pulled the phone away from his ears, placing back in his pocket. His mind was filled with everything, kind of like the tone in his voice when he spoke.
At that moment, he heard the ER door opening slowly, catching his attention. Glancing over to the gurney, he was afraid of what he was going to see. And when he did, he was even more scared.
"How is she?" he managed to ask.
"I'm sorry, you must be..."
"I'm her partner... Detective Marty Deeks" Deeks replied, showing his badge.
"Deeks...?"
"Yeah..." Deeks replied, confused.
"She... tried to tell me something about you"
"What, what did she say?"
"Yeah, she spelled your name, actually... she tried writing it on my hand"
"She did...?" Deeks asked, shocked.
"Yes..."
Deeks looked away for a split second then looked back to the doctor...
"Is she going to be okay?"
"Um, she has severe damage in her right eye. About five stitches or so on her shoulders, one broken wrist and the other is fractured... one broken rib and a couple more bruises on the abdomen"
"Um, they said... they said that she might have been, raped?" Deeks managed to ask.
"Unfortunately, yes... there were also some bruises and lacerations on the upper right and left thighs"
Deeks closed his eyes, breathing in deeply.
"You can talk to her once the anesthetic wears off"
"Th... thank you" Deeks managed to reply, his voice literally breaking.
Before the doctor walked away, he turned back around and said...
"Um, the nurse mentioned that a Ms. Henrietta Lange is her next of kin contact... do you know who she is?"
"Yeah, she's our boss. I'll let her know"
Dr. Davidson nodded and walked away, Leaving Deeks deal with his emotions his own ways. At that moment, he didn't care if there were tears stroking down his stubbly cheeks... he didn't care that someone will see him and laugh. All he cared about is what happened to the girl that he might have saw himself in the future with. He knew that it was not going to be easy for her to live that up even though she was the strongest, most bravest woman he has ever met in his entire life.