Tragedy strikes when an inmate escapes prison and seeks revenge against the agents who put him away and murdered his son. Can the team rally together and catch him? The first chapter focuses heavily on Kensi and Deeks. The rest of the team is included in later chapters, as well as a new agent. This takes place sometime in the future. I hope to update every few days. Reviews are always welcome.

Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS: Los Angeles

CHAPTER 1

A cold wind whipped along the desolate beach as waves crashed to the shore. A storm was brewing and the sun hid away behind dark clouds. Her long brown hair blew in the wind and she shivered, pulling the gray sweater around her closer. She stared at the waves with tears in her eyes, sadness and anger fueling a darkness within her.

"Kensi?" Her name was called, but she made no attempt to acknowledge it.

Marty Deeks walked up to her slowly, not wanting to frighten her. He placed his arms around her from behind, his hands resting on her stomach. She flinched at his touch and pulled away, quickly wiping at the tears on her cheeks.

"Kensi..." Deeks reached for her as she forced down a few sobs that tried to escape her.

"How did you find me?" She asked quietly, not taking her eyes from the water.

"Hetty told me where you were." He answered. "I was so worried when I went to the hospital after work and you weren't there."

"I know, but I just couldn't stay there. I had to get away." Kensi explained, finally facing him. He could read her like an open book and what he saw broke his heart. "This, where we got married, was the only place I could think of to go. I called Hetty when I got here and she gave me the code to get in the house."

Their wedding hadn't been anything fancy, just a small beach side ceremony at one of Hetty's beach houses up in Monterey. Only a few friends and family had attended the sunset ceremony and bonfire that followed. Hetty had given them the keys to the house after the ceremony and they stayed and lived in luxury for a week. That had been over two years ago.

Now they stood in the very spot where they said their vows, both facing a tragedy that neither were sure how to deal with.

"Kensi, it's gonna rain soon and you're shivering." Deeks said. "Let's get you inside and warm you up."

He reached a hand out and she took it slowly, letting him lead her back up the private beach to the house. Once they were inside, he walked her to the couch in the great room and pushed a button on the wall to turn on the fire place that decorated one wall of the room. The other walls were lined with windows that offered full ocean views. He sat next to her and let her snuggle into him.

Kensi got as comfortable as she could, considering she was nursing a stab wound to the stomach...the reason for their tragedy. She felt her stomach and tears fell instantly. Her body began to shudder as sobs escaped her.

Deeks stroked her hair gently with his hand, trying to calm her. "It's gonna be ok, Princess."

"Three days ago, there was a ninja growing inside of me and now she's gone." She looked up at Deeks. "How is it ever going to be ok? I can't sleep at night because I don't feel her moving. She was always so active at night and I sometimes forget that she's not there anymore..."

"I know baby, but we're gonna get through this." He said.

"You don't know that." Kensi shot back. She faced the ocean views. "I wish it were me instead of her."

"No, you don't mean that." Deeks replied, feeling a little angered. He couldn't imagine his life without his sunshine, his Kensi. They could always try again for another baby, but he'd never get another Kensi.

She faced him again. "But I do mean it. Don't you wish she were here?"

"Of course, but Kens, she would have been ten weeks early. There's no guarantee she would have lived given the injuries from the knife and the fact that it was too early." He said. He would have done anything to save his little girl, but he knew it was unlikely she would have lived if they had been more focused on her than Kensi's well being. The doctors chose to focus more on Kensi because they knew she would live.

"It's not fair." Kensi sobbed. "That bastard robbed us of our baby and..." She trailed off, losing her train of thought as the tears came down harder.

Deeks pulled her closer and gently wiped at the tears streaming down her face. "I know, it's not fair, but we're gonna get through this and we're gonna find the guy that did this to us, to our daughter."

After crying for several minutes, Kensi fell into a restless sleep where the memories of that fateful tragedy plagued her.

The sun was setting over the ocean as she walked from the Mexican joint by the beach where she had stopped for takeout. It was a popular place, but parking was a bitch and she had ended up down the street. She felt the baby kick as she walked and it put a smile on her face. As much as their little girl moved, they were both convinced she just might really be that ninja Deeks always joked they'd have. The food smelled amazing and she couldn't guarantee Deeks on the phone earlier that there would be any left for him when he got home from working a long case with the team. She had been on desk duty for most of her pregnancy thus far and was off a lot earlier than the guys were.

She was getting closer to the car and didn't think anything of the van that was parked behind her car. When she started passed the van, the sliding door on the side opened quickly and before she could react, someone was whirling her around...her bag of takeout falling from her hands. She felt a sharp jolt in her abdomen as her mismatched eyes met a pair of familiar green eyes. "Bennet?" She gasped, as a pain overtook her. Her hand went to her stomach and she could feel the warmth of blood oozing out. He let her go, tucking the knife he used into his belt, and slid the door closed. She looked down at her wound as she fumbled and struggled to stay on her feet. The van drove off a moment later, leaving her there to die.

Michael Bennet was a retired master chief in the Navy. His wife and teenage daughter were both raped and murdered in a home invasion gone bad. He and his son, a second class in the Navy, were devastated at their deaths and vowed to do whatever it took to find the bastard that killed them. Bennet found the man, but the police claimed he didn't have enough evidence and wouldn't make an arrest, so he took justice into his own hands. He tortured and murdered the man with the help of his son. When NCIS got wind of the murder, they went after him. His son came to his aid, trying to prevent the arrest with a gun in hand and Kensi had been forced to fire on him, killing him. Michael Bennet was then arrested, but not before claiming he would get vengeance for his son's murder. That was over four years ago.

There was a fire at the prison recently where Bennet had been serving time and somehow the guards lost track of a few prisoners during the fire. As it turned out, they had escaped. Bennet was one of those prisoners. All but he had been found and taken back into custody fairly quickly and easily. It was determined later that the fire was set on purpose and that one of the guards had taken a large sum of money from an inmate in exchange for helping to arrange the escape. Kensi had found out about the escape only hours before heading for take out on that tragic day. She had planned to talk with Deeks about it over dinner that night, but had no idea Bennet would come for her so quickly. She didn't think he would be able to find her so quickly either.

Bennet was in the wind now. Eric and Nell were both working frantically to try and track him down. They were gathering any info they could on him. He wasn't going to get away with stabbing Kensi, with murdering their unborn baby girl. Callen, Sam, the rest of the team...they all vowed they would stop at nothing to find him and make him pay for what he did. Until they found him, that would have to wait though.

Kensi was in the hospital three days after the stabbing before checking herself out against medical advice and heading up to Monterey. Of course, Deeks hadn't been far behind her. He wasn't about to let her deal with the stabbing and with the loss of their baby on her own. He and Kensi both had a bad habit of wanting to shut others out when something tragic happened to themselves, but they were married now and this was a tragedy that affected both of them. They needed to get through it together. They needed to let their family in and let them help them through it as well. Deeks knew that it was the only way they could do it, otherwise they may just both fall to pieces.