NCIS: LOS ANGELES

Chapter 1

A loud noise is what woke Hailey Turner out of her peaceful sleep. "Ugh. Robby, you better not be working out it is" she looked at the bedside clock. "3:30 in the freakin morning." she was talking to herself of course. She walked to her door and heard another loud noise like glass breaking. Without even thinking she opened the door in fear that something had happened, was he having nightmares again and sleep walking? Her thoughts immediately went to the question of was he hurt. The instant she stepped through the door she didn't have time to think. Something yanked her from the doorway a cloth was put over her mouth and then all went black.

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G. Callen yawned as he started looking over more expense reports Hetty had handed to him while he sat at what looked like a very expensive kitchen table in the headquarters. "What's up G" Sam walked in the room holding two cups of coffee and sat one down in front of him.

"Morning Sam," G didn't look up from the papers.

"More expense reports?" His partner and best friend asked.

"You know Hetty, they have to be done, I don't want to know the consequence of not doing them." G smiled and Sam just grunted.

The dog whistle call from Eric had them stop whatever they were doing and go up stairs to the room filled with gadgets, computers and such. G felt the small joy in his heart they had another assignment and the thrill of a new assignment never got old. G and Sam were met in the room by the whole crew Eric, Nate, Kensi, and the rookie Dom. "What's up Eric?" G asked.

Eric used the remote to pull up a picture, a grisly one at that. A man shot in the head lying on the floor blood all over the place. He was wearing sweatpants and no shirt and the bulldog on his arm marked him as a marine. Beside the gruesome picture he brought up a military ID of the young man when he was alive. "Lt. Robert Henry Daughtry. United States Marine Corp special ops, shot dead in his house no forced entry, nothing knocked over the place was spotless police were called to the scene when a call came from the house phone."

"Who made the call?" Sam asked.

"Girlfriend we suppose, police found her on the floor next to the coffee table naked beaten and holding a glock in her hand." Eric continued.

"So that's it case should be closed," Dom shrugged. "Daughtry got rough beat her raped her she shot him self defense.

"Not quite. There was one thing missing. Daughtry was also working with confidential serious data that not even the government is talking about. That information wasn't even given to me. It is encrypted information but put into the right hands can be deadly. That's all i was told." He took a deep breath."Anyways. From what i understand so far Lt. Daughtry didn't lay a hand on her it was someone else and they made it look like it was self defense."

"Yeah if the guy was special forces there is no way she could have gotten a shot off, he wouldn't have let that happened. Marines are trained to disarm their enemy pretty quick and swiftly. Besides how did she get the sneak on him and where was the gun?" Sam questioned. "Think rookie." he glared.

"What's the girls name?" G asked to stop any argument from Dom towards Sam.

"Hailey Josephine Turner." Eric pulled up the girls drivers license picture and G could feel his heart stop.

"G, you okay" Sam asked. "You look pale."

"What hospital?" G snapped.

"Mercy General right outside Camp Pendleton, G how do you know her?" Eric asked.

G ignored the question and walked out of the room. He didn't even need to hear the footsteps to know Kensi, Sam, and Nate were following behind him. "G," He faintly hear Sam's voice above the roar in his ears from anger. Little Hailey Turner, God why hadn't he left a number for her? Why hadn't Max, her older brother, called? Because you left nothing behind when you last saw the two, idiot. He realized then how much he hated not having a life where people could get a hold of him if they needed to because his job meant no personal calls, especially on the company encrypted cell phone. Then again, those were the only two people who didn't see him every day that would call him if they needed too. Hell, they didn't even know he had gotten shot.

"G!" Sam yelled this time and grabbed his arm to stop him.

"I can't explain i got to get to Mercy General." G said and tried to walk off but Sam grabbed him again.

"Damnit Sam, just leave me alone on this!" G raised his voice and yanked away from him.

"What in the world is going on?" Hetty stepped out of nowhere using her motherly stern voice.

"Nothing, look can i have the day to go to the hospital?" G asked.

"Not unless you explain what is going on. Who do you know that is in the hospital Mr. Callen?" Hetty crossed her arms.

Suddenly G found everyone's eyes on him glaring trying to make him talk. If you open your mouth they may take you off this case. His conscience told him, but if you don't talk you know that there is no way you are getting out of here. "The girl is a friend of mine alright. Her brother and I were good friends. His mom took care of me as a foster mother for a while. I stayed in touch with them after i was switched to another home. They were the only people who treated me like family."

"Why didn't you say so?" Sam asked. "I'll go too. I'll drive you. You don't need to be driving all pissed off like that." Sam put an arm on G's shoulder and lead him out the door. "Hetty we are off to question the girl about what she saw." Was all he said and that was that.