*Bullets began speeding through the air like flies, and the loud and extreme commotion made it impossible to think*

"Ambush!"

Where the hell is she? Dammit Deeks you let her out of your sight for one second and everything goes to hell.

"Deeks get the girl" Callen practically ran into him and dashed off with his gun in hand.

No shit, Callen, I just gotta find her. Gotcha! He ran over to who he was supposedto be protecting: an Arabian princess, talk about pressure. Relief washed over him as he got within 6 feet of Princess Jamila al-Hadeen, but it quickly dissipated as he heard another two gunshots and he sprinted to the princess and tackled her to the ground behind a wall.

"Are you okay?" Deeks felt like he was having a heart attack, everything was happening so fast, including his heartbeat. Their target was quite a beauty, still young enough to have an aura of innocence about her but old enough to be sultry and exotic with a change in her glance.

"Wow Detective Deeks, do you always give this attention to the people you protect?" she smirked and looked down at his hands on her shoulder and waist. He was staring at her with concern and still sort of pinning her down with his own body as a shield.

"Well, what can I say? You had me at hello." Deeks grinned widely for a second and then became serious again, pulled Jamila up, grabbed his gun and turned the safety off. "We need to go."

"What about Kensi?" Jamila al-Hadeen had gotten to know her protectors since they began as her protection detail, and she liked them much more than she liked most of her family

"She can take care of herself. My job is to take care of you." Marty felt bad about leaving his partner but he didn't really have a choice and he knew it. Deeks glanced from around the wall to make sure no one would be shooting at them, but luckily for him, the fire fight was taking place further away. "We are going to run to that wall, wait, and when I tell you so, we will dash down those emergency stairs. I will enter first. When I say 'clear' you will follow me down the stairs and into the underground garage."

The princess had maintained her calm and collected façade for most of the day and was just now beginning to reveal her cracks. "And then what?"

"Jamila, don't worry, we will get into the car and drive to the next safe house". Although he was putting a brave face on for her, Deeks was scared, something didn't feel right. He needed backup. So he spoke into the mic: "Guys, I need one of you to take her to the house with me."

Sam's voice rang out "Deeks, you need to get her out of here!"

Deeks rebutted, "It's a lot of area to watch without someone else watching our backs!"

Then Callen spoke, "Deeks! Leave! Now! We're busy here.

"Kens?" He sounded desperate and he was wishing that his partner would come with him.

"Deeks I'm really sorry, but I'm being shot at, I don't want to bring fire on you two, just be careful. We'll follow you when we're done here."

He couldn't believe it, he was alone, why wasn't there another team assigned to us? There was way too much fire power. And with that thought Deeks signalled for the princess to run.

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"What the hell was that about?" Kensi had just shot another round of bullets and then almost instantly the other side stopped shooting.

Sam peeked over the edge of the table and makeshift shield and was stunned. "They're gone."

Callen leapt up "What? That doesn't make any sense?"

"Something's wrong, I can just feel it" Kensi knew that something was just off.

And Sam felt it too, his entire body filled with dread. "Deeks and Jamila are alone. They are easy targets, this was a set up and we all played right into their hand – we let Deeks leave without backup. We've got to get to him before the shit storm hits them head on.

Kensi was close to freaking out, but knew they didn't have time for that "Deeks! It's a trap!"

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