DISCLAIMER: I do not own NCIS Los Angeles or any of the characters that appear on the show... I will never make a dime writing this stuff, but it is in my head and if I don't get it out it could explode.

"Ms. Blye, the LAPD has requested that you come down to the precinct and meet with Lt. Bates. They assure me that Mr. Deeks is fine, but he listed you as an emergency contact, should anything come up while he is away on assignment." Hetty spoke, sounding unsure of what was going on, which was a new sensation for the pint sized agent.

"Ummm… so something has come up? Is there a problem with Monty? I told Deeks I could watch him, but he said his neighbor, Mrs. Carter, looked forward to it so much; he hated to change the plan." Kensi was now worried about the mutt she thought of as partially hers.

"The officer who called did not mention Monty or what the issue was, only that they needed to speak with you and in person. He asked for you to report immediately… so go, Ms. Blye."

Kensi headed out of OSP, obsessing over what Lt. Bates could possibly want with her. She knew they said Deeks was OK, but she had her doubts as she climbed into her SUV.

Kensi parked in officer parking, putting her agent parking info in the windshield and hurried into the station. When she entered the building it was very busy. She thought about announcing herself at the front desk, but the place was swamped with people. The noise in the waiting room was deafening. Kensi knew Lt. Bates' office was on the third floor so she headed straight for the elevators.

When she got off the elevator, it took a minute to remember which direction his office was in; she had only been there once before and Deeks had been there to show her the way. She finally figured it out and approached his office. Kensi knocked on his door lightly, not really sure she was ready for whatever crisis was about to be thrust upon her.

"Hello?" Kensi slowly opened the door after she thought she heard someone yell 'enter.' She curled her head around the door and saw Bates sitting at his desk, head in his hands, looking stressed. From what Deeks had told her, stressed was kind of where this man lived.

"Agent Blye," The older man looked up from his desk and tried his best to look welcoming. He shook her hand, they had met before under less than happy circumstances, but he hoped she didn't hold that against him. Bates showed Kensi to his desk. " I am so glad you could come down so quickly. Please have a seat, I think you may want to be sitting down for what I am about to drop on you."

"Is Deeks OK?" Kensi knew she asked the question with a certain desperation she had not meant to let show, but her heart was pounding out of her chest and she had to know, NOW. She slowly sat in the chair Bates offered her across from him.

Bates could not help but smile at her, it was obvious to him that this woman cared a great deal for his detective. He was glad Deeks finally had someone in his life who seemed to genuinely like him, for him. He had known the Detective for a long time and had never quite understood why he seemed to have so much trouble fitting in wherever he went, Marty was a great guy, a skilled police officer and deserved to be happy. Bates hoped that what was about to transpire would not ruin what Deeks had with the agent in front of him.

"I assure you, as of our last contact with Detective Deeks, he was fine and the investigation was going forward smoothly. Our next contact isn't scheduled for three days. We have no way of contacting him until he checks in on Thursday. That is kind of why we had to call you." Bates looked at Kensi for a second, hoping is words reassured her that Marty was safe as far as he knew. "He has you listed as his contact in case something comes up and decisions need to be made on his behalf while he is undercover. These situations are rare and I doubt Martin ever thought we would have to call you."

"OK, I am glad Deeks is safe, but you are freaking me out here, what is going on?"

"About two hours ago, a package was left for Detective Deeks."

"A package? Do you know who left it? What the hell?" Kensi was slouched into her chair, relieved that Deeks was OK, but now a bit peeved that she had been called down for a stupid package.

"Well, a few of our officers encountered a woman who was asking around for Deeks. It is our policy to never disclose when someone is undercover, so she was told that Marty was out of the office and would return later today. She asked to write a note for him and was given pen and paper. No one saw the woman leave, and no one knows where she went or got her name. The package was found along with the note addressed to Martin Deeks. Bates went over to the intercom on his desk and pushed a button. "Susan, can you bring the… ummm… bundle that was left for Marty in, along with the note." He looked back at Kensi, who sat, looking confused and a little impatient. "Now, I don't know exactly what your relationship with Martin is, and quite frankly it isn't any of my business, but I hope you will be able to help him in this situation, considering he has no idea what has happened, and I would guess he has no idea at all about any of this." Just as he finished speaking, his office door opened and an older woman walked in carrying a large basket.

Kensi sat up straighter in her chair and her eyes grew very large as she realized the large basket held an infant wrapped in a pink blanket.

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