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Kensi Point Of View 0700 hrs
I walked into work after a long night of drinking and dancing at the new club that opened up last week. Feeling exhausted and having a pounding headache, I rolled my eyes as I walked passed Deeks, who had a smug look on his face, to get some coffee. Pouring my coffee into my mug, I feel him starting to walk behind me.
"Seems like you had a good time last night."
"Not now, Deeks." I told him as I sat at my seat and placed my forehead on the desk.
He walked over and sat on my desk as I heard him sip his coffee. "Seems like you had too much fun last night. And with out me? I'm hurt." I can hear the smirk on his face.
I looked up at him with a frustrated look on my face then let out a sigh. "I went with a friend, had a few too many and now I'm here. Leave me alone or so help me I will put a round through your skull."
Deeks just laughed and walked over to his desk. "Alright, Fern. I'll take it easy on you today. You're lucky I'm in a good mood."
A few moments of silence later, Callen and Sam walked in arguing.
"G, you already ate."
"It still doesn't mean that I didn't want a donut. It's the thought that counts, Sam."
Sam let out a sigh and a fake smile. "G, would you like a donut?" he said as he opened the paper bag.
"No, that's alright, I already ate." Callen said as he sat at his desk.
Sam stood for a moment looking at G then sat at his desk. "You know you're a pain in my ass."
"But you love me."
"Hey lovers wanna cool it a bit, Fern over here has badass hangover and wants some quiet!" Deeks said loudly and obnoxiously.
"I. am. Going. to fucking. kill you." I told Deeks sternly as I grabbed my coffee and took a sip of it.
Sam smirked and looked over at me. "Looks like someone needs a few more hours of sleep and a brush."
"Yeah, Kens, looks like you just rolled out of bed and said fuck it."
"You're one to talk, G." I said with an attitude.
We all turned and looked up as we heard Eric whistle for us to come upstairs. I groaned and grabbed my mug to take another sip of my coffee as I followed Sam and Callen up the stairs. Deeks came up walking behind me still wearing that goofy smirk on his face. "So…who was he? What's his name? is he an excellent lover? He's not better than me that's for sure."
"Deeks!" I said through my teeth as I turned to face him. I waited to make sure Callen and Sam already entered the room before I began to speak. "It was that one night and we were both drunk. Let it go!" I smirked at him and took another sip of my coffee. "If not, I'll enjoy the embarrassment by telling them what a minute man you are." I whispered then began to walk upstairs and Deeks stayed behind for a minute.
"Hey! It was the first time that night and like you said we were drunk, but I made up for that the second time around. Come on, Kensi!"
I ignored Deeks and walked into the room and stood next to Callen. Eric waited until all of us were in the room then put up a picture on the screen. " This is Marine Staff Sergeant Marcus Gilson. He's been under investigation for the past six month now by the DC team, but this guy isn't slipping up. He's been linked to Untouchable Mob boss Richie Gallo and it's been said that he works with Gallo to give him information on top secret plans and weapons."
"So what's this have to do with us then?" Deeks interrupted.
"I was just about to get to that part." Eric said as he put up another picture of Gilson. "Gilson will be at the Red Club tonight. Which is owned by Gallo…"
"The four of you will be going undercover to gather evidence that proves Gilson is in fact working with Gallo." Hetty said as she walked in cutting Eric off. "Ms. Blye, follow me please. We need to find you a proper dress for this evening."
I just stared at the screen looking at Richie Gallo' picture. "Why does he look so familiar?" I asked myself as I took another sip of my coffee.
", am I boring you?" Hetty said as she walked up to me.
"No, not at all, Hetty. Just…a little tired is all."
"Well you will have time to rest later. Right now we need to look for a dress for you to wear this evening."
Following Hetty out the door, I turned back and looked at the guys while shaking my head already knowing what part I'm going to play in this op.
End of Kensi Point of View
~*Outside of the Red Club at 2150 hrs*~
"Alright Kens we're in position, are you ready?" Kensi heard G say as she put in her ear wig and got out of the Mercedes-Benz SLR McLaren rental.
"I'm always ready, Callen."
As Kensi walked into the club, she looked around the place keeping track of where the guys are positioned then made her way over to the bar.
"Looking really good in that dress, Madge." Deeks said as he sat at the lounge taking a sip of his drink while looking at Kensi from across the room.
She sighed then pretended to look in her purse. "You all really need to stop giving him the opportunity to give me these ridiculous names."
"Suck it up, Madge. It's only for tonight." Sam said as he chuckled.
"Sam has a point Kens. Would you rather be Madge or Fern?" G said as he stood by the front door pretending to check some women out.
"I choose to be neither thank you!" she said as she gritted her teeth then looked up and smiled at the bartender. "A green apple martini please."
"Ms. Blye, what you are wearing is a black patent-trimmed cut out dress made by Versace as well as the hidden platform ankle boots. You are wearing over $2500 worth of clothing. If you so much as sweat in the dress you will be paying for it out of pocket and it won't be mine." Hetty told her while standing next to a laughing Eric back at the office.
"I know, Hetty. I've kept it in mind the last eight times you've told me."
"Alright guys, Gilson is making his way inside. Callen he's coming in and on your left." Eric said as he kept watch with the security cameras.
G looked over to his left for a brief moment then look over at Sam who was by the DJ and nodded. "Alright Kensi, he's making his way toward the bar."
"I see him, G."
"Let the games begin." Deeks said while taking a sip of his drink.
As Gilson walked up to the bar, he immediately saw Kensi in her tight black dress sipping on her martini and walked up to her. "Hey. Can I buy you a drink?"
Kensi smirked at him and took a sip of her martini. "I can buy my own drinks, but thank you." she said as she played hard to get.
"Come on, just one drink? I promise it'll be the best drink you've ever had." he said as he smirked and took a seat next to her.
"Oh come on, really? This guy is so lame…" Deeks voice echoed in the earwig.
Kensi tried to ignore Deeks statement. "Alright…but just one."
He asked the bartender for two drinks and just stared up and down at Kensi with a smile on his face. "So, what brings you out tonight?"
"Oh, I'm just here waiting for a few girlfriends of mine. Girls night out. What about you?" she asked as she smiled and put a piece of her hair behind her ear.
"I'm here to meet up with a few friends myself. More like business partners, actually."
She raised her eye brow and smirked. "Oh really? What do you do?"
"I'm a Marine Staff Sergeant. I'm looking to…better my retirement plan by doing some side work."
"Really? And what type of side work do you do Staff Sergeant?"
He smirked at her and finished his drink. "Why don't we go somewhere as talk where it's not so loud, hm? I'll tell you all about it."
"Sure." Kensi smiled as she put her drink down on the bar and followed Gilson.
"Alright, Deeks they're making their way toward you." Eric told him.
"Got it, Eric."
Just as they were about to step into the lounge, shots were fired and the cameras went dead. The crowed in the club tried pushing and shoving their way out the front entrance while Callen and Sam made their way to the middle of the room with their guns drawn. "Everyone alright?" Callen said as he saw a man dead on the floor with a gun shot wound to the chest then looked up at Sam.
"Everything alright guys? I lost eyes in there. I'm playing back the tapes to see what happened." Eric told them as he rewound the footage.
"Deeks, Kensi, you guys alright?" G shouted.
"We need a medic. A man is down. Gun shot wound to the chest." Sam replied to Eric as he checked for a pulse.
"Alright, a medical team is in route, they'll be there shortly."
"Guys, Kensi's gone." Deeks said as he ran up to Callen and Sam out of breath then held up her purse and earwig.
Callen looked at Deeks with wide eyes. "What do you mean she's gone?"
"Checking cell phone GPS coordinates now." Eric said as he typed away at his keyboard.
"I had a visual on her, then the shots were fired. I turned my head and drew my gun then looked over to where she was but she was gone. I figured she was making her way toward the shots already. Then I saw you two and no Kensi. I went over to where she was and I found her purse and earwig on the ground." he said as he handed Sam the purse.
Sam sighed as he looked into the purse. "All of her stuff is in here. Phone, wallet, I.D, gun, everything. The coordinates aren't useful to us, Eric."
"Eric, did you find anything before the cameras went down?" G asked angrily hoping he would get some answers and fast.
"Looking back you don't see a shooter, but you see the man go down and Kensi was standing in front of Gilson by the lounge before it all happened. You can see Kensi is about to go for her gun, then it goes dark."
"So what you're trying to tell me is that we have nothing, Eric?" G yelled.
"Mr. Callen, we are all worried about what has happened with Ms. Blye, but you need to relax and remember this is none of Mr. Beale's doing." Hetty stated.
"You're right, Hetty and I'm sorry, Eric."
"Damn it. I should have never taken my eyes off of her…" Deeks said as he tilted his head up and let out a sigh.
"Yo, Deeks. Sitting here blaming yourself isn't going to do anything." Sam told him as he walked over to where Kensi was last seen. "You said she was here, right?"
"Yeah.."
"Let's see where this little hall way takes us."
They both walk down the small hallway while G spoke with Hetty and Eric. Sam opens the door at the end of the hall that led them to an alley. Deeks looked around then on the floor to find tire marks.
"Fuck…"
Both run back inside to G and tell him about the tire marks, but before they could say anything, Kensi's phone went off.
A text message appeared on her phone with an unknown name and number. Callen opened it to find a picture of Kensi passed out in the back of a trunk with duct tape on her mouth, rope tied tightly around her wrists and blood dripping down from a gash above her left eye brow. Someone held a gun to her head and under the picture was a message. "Right now it is 11:20, You have 72 hrs to give me what I want or else Kensi Blye dies and her body will be dumped where you will never find her. I'll keep in touch."
"Son of a bitch!" G gritted through his teeth and passed the phone to Sam. "Eric, I need you to figure out who sent the text to Kensi's phone now."
Eric typed furiously on his keyboard and was coming up with nothing. "I'm trying Callen, but this guy is good. His signal is jumping from tower to tower, there's no way to trace him. He's a professional."
Deeks looked at the picture of Kensi and walked a few feet away running his fingers through his hair. "Shit…"
Kensi Point Of View 0120 hrs
He punched me in the face for a fourth time and I saw my blood spill onto the floor from my mouth. My body ached all over and I think I have a broken rib or two. I winced in pain as I took a deep breath in and heard a couple men talking and laughing behind me. Both my wrists were tired together and above my head while my ankles were chained to the floor. I looked around trying to find my way out, but it looked like I was in some type of dungeon. I felt someone walk up behind me and whispered into my ear.
"You should have just stopped, Kensi. You couldn't stop digging."
My eyes opened widely as I remembered the mans familiar voice. "…you son of a bitch!"