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Galena Yashkin- December 29, 1982. The youngest of her father was a former KGB operative that made a deal with the US government to come with his gamily to the US for protection. Mother was Ukraine immigrant in the USSR. Personality: A mix of Callen's and Kensi's. Godparents: Hetty Lange and Owen Granger. Office: L.A. ICE office. Specializes as a translator and in undercover work. Languages: French, Spanish, English, Portuguese, Greek, Italian, Romanian, Russian, Ukraine, Polish, Czech, Bulgarian, Serbian, Armenian, Turkish, Arabic, and Hebrew. (I know this seems like a lot but Hetty is her godmother and her father was KGB who knew a lot of languages and most of these languages are similar in dialect.)

Prologue: A woman in her early late twenties and early thirties got off the plane and looked around. She was back in LA. "Nice to be home, huh, Lena?"

"Yeah. It is. Let's go get debriefed, Tommy. I just want to crawl into bed."

"You want some company?"

"Come on."

After going to the office and being debriefed, Lena went home and stayed the spray of hot water for an hour. She opened the fridge and didn't see anything particularly appetizing so she walked down the street to get her usual order of chinese food, orange chicken and rice.

She took her takeout bag home and started watching a movie when she fell asleep. Around midnight, someone was knocking on her apartment door causing Lena to stir from her slumber. She went to answer the door, her mind was groggy ans she figured that at this time of night, it could only be a couple of people, but as far as she knew, only one of them was in Los Angeles.

Not thinking, she opened the door but when she saw who it was she tried to slam the door shut, but they managed to stop her. She ran back into the living room trying to grab her gun but one of the men grabbed her legs causing her to fall to the floor.

She reached under the coffee table trying to grab the knife she has stashed underneath it. When she got it, she turned around and kicked one of her attackers in the face. Satisfied when she heard a crunching noise, she got up to her feet and got into a fighting stance with her knife at the ready. Lena was trying to inch her way to the window so she could escape. However, she didn't expect one of the men to charge her. They slammed her into the wall and she slumped down the wall, but not before she stabbed the man in the back and then his leg. Three more men came in and grabbed Lena. They started dragging her down the stairs but Lena was putting up one hell of a fight. She kept trying to break their grips on her and slamming them into walls but nothing was working.

By the time the men got outside, they had had enough. "Хващат ме нервите." One of the men said. The second man came out with a syringe and stuck it in her neck. She instantly stopped putting up a fight and went limp. They threw her into the back of a white van and drove off. She tried to stay awake but the drugs had taken full effect and knocked her out.

They stopped at an abandoned warehouse in Van Nuys. The men picked her up and carried her inside, chaining her to a lead pipe.