DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE NCIS: LOS ANGELES CHARACTERS OR PLOTS. IF I DID I WOULD NOT BE PUTTING THE STORY ON HERE BECAUSE IT WOULD BE ON TV!
She jogged at a brisk pace along Venice beach as she did every morning. The beach was mostly deserted except for a few runners going the other way. As she went pass the recreation center she heard a gunshot. No one else was close enough to hear it and she panicked, hiding behind a wall. She could just make out what they were saying. A man stood in the middle of a circle of other men all holding guns.
"You failed us. You needed to get this bill passed in time," he grabbed the man by the top of the shirt and shoved him down to the ground. The man started to sob.
"Please, Eli I just need more time," the man who must be called Eli laughed.
"Your time expired," and with that he brought the gun to the man's forehead and shot him. Uncontrollably she gasped. At that point everyone turned to see her standing there and a man brought his gun to point at her. They fired two shots but she ran away fast. Someone started to follow her but the man in charge, Eli, stopped them a smile spread wide across his face. She hid behind a rubbish bin on the other side of the recreation center still able to hear them talking. "Don't chase her now. I've been waiting ten years for this. It will be no fun without a decent chase. Besides, I'm sure NCIS will be very interested in her story and that will make everything more fun for us. Let's get out of here fast," they ran away and she started to cry. Sirens were going off all around and she could see a car in the distance. She crouched lower to the ground as police and agents rushed the scene. No one could see her and she couldn't find the strength to move. Three men and a woman walked over to the bodies.
"Signs of struggle, two guards were shot immediately and the senator was shot after. No witnesses have been reported," said the woman. One of the men agents, a tall white man with a number one cut, walked further out and bent down to the path.
"Bullets were shot at someone else but they must have missed because there is no blood on the path or sand. So someone was here," he looked around at the edge of the sands. He reached into the back of his pants and pulled out a gun. He started to walk behind the building to the rubbish bin and pointed his gun at the very end. With a sigh he retracted his gun.
"Please….please… don't hurt me," said the girl in between tears. He pulled her up and walked her over to a bench. The other three agents walked over to stand by him. They stepped backwards out of her earshot.
"Who is she?" asked the girl.
"I don't know but I do want to know," said the man with long blonde hair.
"Deeks, only you would hit on a girl who just witnessed a murder and is crying on a bench," said the woman.
"She may be crying now but later she will still be her without the crying," he smiled.
"Listen Kensi and Deeks head back to base; Sam and I will take her to the Boat Shed. See you soon," Kensi nodded and dragged Deeks away. Callen walked over to the bench and sat by her."I'm special agent Callen of NCIS. Did you witness what happened earlier here?" she nodded and wiped her eyes clear. They were a bright blue. "Are you hurt at all?" she nodded again and lifted up the sleeve of her jumper.
"As I was running away, one of the men started to shoot me and the bullet grazed me. I put my jumper on to cover it," the area was red and blood still slightly dripped off. She lowered the sleeve once more. "It doesn't hurt too much though," he nodded.
"We can get that looked at for you. We need to take you into protective care in case the men try to come after you," she nodded. "That is Sam, we will take you to our safe house," she stood up and they led her towards the care. She slid in the back and Callen passed Sam the keys.
"G, aren't you driving?" he shook his head.
"I'm going to sit in the back with her," Sam laughed.
"G, you don't like this girl do you?" Callen looked at him.
"Still trying to be a psychologist?" said Callen and Sam laughed again.
"You don't need training to see what is right in front of you," as Callen got into the back of the car Sam walked around to the front and sat down. The drive back was quick and they arrived at the boat shed at the same time as Kensi and Deeks.
"Eric is going through all the senator's phone records and bank statements but it might take a while. She is the only lead we have the moment," Sam nodded.
"I think she has made quite an impression on Callen. He let me drive," Kensi looked shocked but Deeks laughed. The other two looked at him.
"So what if Callen let Sam drive?" the other two walked away. "Is that bad?" and he could have sworn he heard a faint yes from one of them. Deeks turned to see Callen helping her out of the car. He smiled and walked over to her.
"Alena, this is Marty Deeks but everyone just calls him Deeks," Deeks smiled at her. She shook his hand. "We need to ask you a couple of questions, this way please," Callen led her inside. Sam was inside an interview room which she sat down in a chair on one side on the desk. Callen sat down and Sam followed suit. "Could you just go over what happened this morning?" she nodded.
"I was jogging along the beach like I do every morning except there was a lot less runners than normal. As I ran past the recreation center I heard gunshots and hid behind the wall. I could hear and see everything. Most of the men wore masks but at one point the leader of the group removed his mask. After that they started talking. The leader said that he had failed them; he hadn't gotten a law passed. He said he needed more time than the leader said he had none. Then he, he shot him," Callen nodded.
"So they were threatening him," she nodded. "Something doesn't make sense, a group of people like that would not just have picked a random place; they would have scouted it out. So why did they pick such a public place?"
"I think I may know. I saw the man's face and I think I know why no one chased me," Callen leaned forward in his chair.
"Continue," he said.
"He killed my parents."