Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS LA or its characters.
Author's Note: I am neither a resident of LA nor a native english speaker. I have used some fictitious locations and apologize in advance for any mistakes.
Monday 1100 Hours; Pacific Beach Medical Hospital:
A beautiful woman in her late twenties is lying on a bed, injuries marring her delicate features. Every time she wakes up, her eyes are searching for someone and as she realizes that he is not around, she is being sedated to keep her from causing any more damage to herself. An African-American man in his early-forties is seated next to her bed silently praying that the person she is searching for is found soon.
Even though she suffered just a concussion and a major laceration to her forearm and a few minor cuts and bruises on her face and arms, her psychological condition is what prompted such a long stay in the hospital. The Doctors are unable to determine if the psychological state is a direct result of her concussion or the fact that person she is consistently searching for isn't present next to her.
In the waiting room, A Caucasian male in his early-forties is observing everyone walking in the corridor past the room where the woman is currently placed in. He is willing for his phone to ring, to tell him the whereabouts of a blonde-haired, blue-eyed surfer who is the only one who has the power to calm the beauty's agitated state. Even though the Doctors spin a web around both the men with a lot of Medical Jargon, they both and their Boss, a petite brunette woman in her late fifties know that the beauty is waiting for the one man to come back to her.
A tall brunette man in his late thirties is seated at the nurse's station in a Doctor's attire keeping an eye on whatever had been happening around him. He had kept his eyes peeled for the Detective to show up. He seriously doubted his abilities as a psychiatrist as the Detective hadn't been seen since the time he was sent home to recover from the emotional breakdown he suffered on seeing the young woman on the hospital bed.
In a condemned building that looks like a dilapidated one from the outside, two people are working feverishly, looking into every case file that was ever worked by the undercover detective, looking for clues if any of his aliases are still being used outside anywhere that can lead them to the detective. Neither of them has the heart to deliver the news that they are not closer to identifying the Detective any more than they have been over the past ten days.
Even more worrisome situation is that dead bodies have started piling up in LA coroner's office. Each dead body telling the team that the Detective is still out there exacting revenge from the cartel that has put the beautiful woman in hospital. It had been ten days since the woman was discovered beaten badly and left for dead in an alley by the cartel. The cartel targeted the woman since she was often seen with the undercover detective who had ruined the cartel's business a few months before by apprehending their suppliers and the dealers.
A corrupt detective on the cartel payroll had revealed the details of the Detective to the cartel. The dirty cop, Detective Albert Driscoll had confessed after witnessing the barbaric way in which a cartel member identified as one of the men who took part in the beating was killed. He confessed to being on the cartel's payroll and to being the one who revealed the details of the undercover detective.
Lieutenant Bates is furious over what had happened over the past ten days beginning with discovering a NCIS Special Agent beaten and left for dead in an alley in a gang neighborhood. It had been eight days since first dead body showed up in the same alley as the NCIS Agent was found, with clear indications that he had been tortured to give up the location of the fellow cartel members. The perpetrator knew the law and forensic counter measures really well. There had never been anything that was found that could lead them to a suspect. But both NCIS and LAPD people knew that it wasn't an attempt to mask his identity but to remain outside long enough to take out the entire cartel. Even though the NCIS OSP LA team, entire LAPD knew who it is, there was not a damn thing they could do.
Nell Jones rushed down the stairs towards Hetty's office.
"Hetty" Nell panted trying to catch a breath.
"Ms. Jones. Have you found anything?" Hetty asked.
"Deeks had been to the hospital." Nell said.
"What?" Hetty frowned. She knows that both Callen and Sam wouldn't dare to hide such an important detail from her particularly when the blonde surfer's life could be in danger.
"He'd been to the hospital every day. I haven't found anything to tell us if he had been to Kensi's room but he had been there." Nell answered taking the glass of water offered by Hetty.
Hetty now knew that it was a very bad idea to send Deeks back to his home when he came to see Kensi. It seemed logical at the time and what Nate had suggested she did. She should have known that the only thing that could keep him grounded was Kensi and sending him home is one of the worst things she ever did.
As she reviewed the security cam footage at the hospital she could see the hunch of the shoulders and how by each day he was becoming a shell of himself. Hetty hated not being in control. For someone who dictates the questions for the Presidential debates, being in control is what it all comes down to. She is now facing the situation where her team is falling apart.
One agent is in a Hospital, One agent or liaison, as LAPD wanted to term him had gone rogue taking out one of the most dangerous cartels and the remaining members are tasked with protecting the injured agent and capturing the rogue liaison. Hetty sighed and prayed that she should find a solution as her heart rate sped up a little.