Happy Halloween!

Unfortunately I don't own NCIS: Los Angeles…so no money for me.

Hope you enjoy and thank you so much for reading!

It was Halloween, and Halloween typically meant trouble in they great city of Los Angeles. In the criminal world tricks were preferred over treats and the sickest tricksters surfaced to let their plans unfold.

Crazy had already shown its ugly face earlier in the day. A highly decorated Marine woke to find his daughter missing and a twisted clue left behind. The NCIS crew was called in and the hunt began to find the little girl before the twisted bastard performed a dark satanic ritual using her blood.

By the time the team had a solid lead and a plan of action the second string of crazy appeared, forcing the team to split up. Deeks and Kensi would complete the first case while Callen and Sam tried to find some psychopath who enjoyed causing people to go mad.

According to the report several people had started acting strangely throughout the week, local LEOs had discovered the cause being a drug administered by small darts shot from a distant.

Each of the victims were immediately affected after being hit by the darts, all saying their worst fears seemed to be happening right in front of their eyes. The drug was fast acting, lasting anywhere from five to fifteen minutes. Enough to be embarrassing for the people affected. Thankfully there were no lasting problems in the victim. The drug passed through their systems quickly, leaving no trace it had ever been in them.

Most of the strong responses were caught on public security tapes and showed to Callen and Sam as they prepared to investigate.

Up until that morning nothing to severe had happened, no injuries or lasting effects due to the drug. The police had almost no leads, mostly due to other cases piling on top of one another.

The most recent victim, however, had been a soldier. A petty officer who had just come home from an intense war zone. The hallucination the man had caused him to believe the people around him were the enemy, and that he had been ordered to kill them all. It had only taken three minutes for five people to die and three more to be critically injured. A security guard near by had reacted the only way he knew how to protect the civilians and shot down the Marine before anyone else could be hurt or killed.

Now Sam Hanna and G Callen were looking for justice for the deaths and to prevent any more injuries or murders due to the unpredictable effects of the drug. The man who had created and distributed the drug would pay for what he had done.

Eric and Nell had already obtained information that pointed towards a faceless suspect. A video surveillance camera had captured a man in a demon mask with a rifle in one of the buildings just before the Marine started the killing spree. Callen and Sam had been given the coordinates and set out to take a look around.

Each attack had been centered around the same area where the shooting had taken place, the Agents hoped to find their mad scientist/sniper and bring him in before anyone else was effected by this malicious Halloween 'Trick.'

Sam was driving his Challenger as G spoke into his phone, "Alright, keep us updated." He spoke to Kensi, who was with Deeks and ready to execute Plan B for the rescue of the Marines daughter. "Will do." Callen snapped the phone shut. Glancing at his partner G sighed, "Have I ever told you how much I hate Halloween?"

Smirking a bit at his partner's blunt statement Sam nodded, "A few times, actually. I have to admit it is one of our more intense holidays." The SEAL gave a casual shrug of his right shoulder, "But Halloween does have its perks too." He grinned lightly, negotiating the Challenger through the thick LA traffic.

Callen looked at Sam with an expression of complete disbelief, "Perks? What perks?"

"Free candy," Sam pointed out, holding up his index finger as he started his list.

"Candy that's only given out to children," Callen pointed out, dashing Sam's first perk.

Sam frowned, dropping his hand back to the wheel as he threw a small glare at his passenger. "You're such a cynic, G. Fine. Kids having innocent fun."

"Strangers coming to your door all night long begging you for treats, I do not find that cute. It's annoying." Callen countered back. "Oh," G interrupted before Sam could speak again, "And if you ignore them they egg your house and throw toilet paper in your trees."

Sam growled, "Not giving out candy is douchy, G." He shook his head, "Fine, this one you'll have to agree with me on."

G looked at him curiously, eyebrows raised in a challenge. "Oh really?"

"Really." Sam smirked, "Costume parties. Or more specifically the girls at costume parties."

Sam watched his partner ponder this for a moment and grinned in victory when Callen finally nodded slowly, "You do have a point." The number of hot girls dressing in scandalous (and slightly if not completely slutty) costumes on Halloween for parties was a highlight, and G would be lying if it wasn't worth a trip to a bar Halloween night to see. "Okay, that's one good point about Halloween, however the only good point."

Feeling victorious for simply coming up with one idea his partner couldn't deny Sam left it at that and called it a win. "Glad that you agree."

G shook his head, "Whatever. There is no denying that tonight's the night the freaks love to come out to play. And we're the ones that have to deal with the aftermath."

"Not all of the aftermath. Just be glad you aren't LAPD, now they've got their work cut out for them." Sam pointed out as he pulled his dark vehicle into a parking space near the square.

"Perhaps we should send them a sympathy card." Callen smirked as Sam killed the engine.

Both partners exited the car and headed towards the building Eric had spotted the shooter at. As they walked Callen's eyes swept the crowd. No one seemed overly concerned about being targeted by a crazy man or shot up with a powerful drug that made a person temporarily unhinged.

Something caught his blue eyes as he walked, causing his pace to slow to a stop. "Sam," he called out, pointing to a man with a messenger style bag. A demon mask was half revealed, "Isn't that the mask from the video."

Sam looked through the crowd at the man, no older than twenty walking away from them. "Dunno, doesn't hurt to ask." At this point any lead would be a good one. The two agents set out to question the man who glanced back over his shoulder towards them. "He looks nervous." Sam commented, holding up his hand to get the man's attention. "Federal Agents," Sam called, "We'd like to-" The man bolted, "Shit, G!"

"I see him," G barked back, already sprinting after their apparent suspect.

I'll have more later on tonight. This is going to be a rather quick story. I should have it finished and completely posted by tonight. (If not tonight then tomorrow, I do have a test I need to study for) I figured it was Halloween so I should do a themed story. (Don't worry, I am still working on my other two stories! I just can't help that plots keep coming to me!)

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