NCIS: LA

(Allison's Apartment)

Allison POV:

You've reached Detective Marty Deeks. I'm obviously not able to answer the phone at the moment. Or I'm screening this call and avoiding you. Either way you should probably just call back later. Or not at all. Either way. Beep. Ha-ha! That was just me.

I groaned as I listened to the same message for the twelfth time this week. I had begged Marty to change his voicemail message but my pleads had fell on deaf ears. Following Marty's fake beep, the real one sounded and I left my twelfth voicemail.

"You better not be screening this call because when I find you, and you know that I will, I'm going to check. I'm starting to get worried, okay? Please just call me back. Or text. Or email. Anything, okay?" I pleaded into my cell phone. Ending the call, I threw the phone on the couch next to me. I closed my eyes as the feeling of dread swelled in my stomach. No matter what happened Marty always answered my calls or at least called me back as soon as possible. I took a deep breath to try and calm myself down. I told myself that he was just undercover or something but my head reminded me that he always informed me before he went undercover. "Okay, that's it." I huffed to myself. I made my way to the island in the kitchen and grabbed my purse and car keys. I knew one person who would be able to tell me where Marty was. The problem would be getting them to tell me.

(Outside Special Ops)

Pulling to a stop outside the Spanish mission style building, I smiled to myself. I took a deep breath to build my courage and stepped out of my car. I looked around to make sure no was around and walked out the door of the closest abandoned building. It didn't look like anyone was around but I knew that at least camera were probably monitoring movement outside the Operations Centre. As I walked into the building, I was met with bright fluorescent lights and the muffled sound of voices down the hall. Trying to act confident even though I was terrified as to why Marty wasn't answering his phone, I straightened my spine and held my head high.

"Henrietta Lange, get your bad ass over here right now!" I called out as I entered the main foyer of the NCIS Special Operation Centre. Luckily, only two agents were currently in the ops centre. Unluckily, when I called out for Hetty they both turned their attention towards me. I barely noticed the man and dark haired woman because my focus was on the tiny woman currently walking down the stairs from what I assumed was the technically section of the ops centre.

"Allison?" she asked in disbelief as she stepped down the last step. I raised an eyebrow at her rhetorical question. "What are you doing here?"

"Where is he?" I asked, ignoring her question. She sighed in defeat and I noticed the sadness in her eyes.

"He's not here." The operation manager answered vaguely.

"That didn't answer my question, Hetty." I pointed out impatiently. The two agents were watching our conversion with interest from the bullpen. "He's not answering my calls. He always answers my calls."

"I can't tell you where he is, Allison."

"Because it's classified? Or because you don't know?" I asked her. Hetty didn't say anything and that was an answer in itself. The dread that I had been keeping at bay, finally cracked as I faced the truth. I single tear leaked from my eye and I wiped it away before anyone would notice. I hated crying in front of people. Especially people I didn't know. "You know I'm not going away, right?"

"I'm fully aware of that, yes." Hetty said with a small smile. She took a few steps closer and grabbed my hand and gave it a small, reassuring squeeze before letting go and turning to the two agents watching us curiously from the bullpen. She turned back to me and gestured for me to follow her and I complied. "If you are going to stay, you might as well meet the team."

"I am staying and it would probably be beneficial to know their names so I'm not just call them 'you'." I joked as walked with her to the agents.

"Senior Special Agent G. Callen." Hetty introduced me to the male agent in front of her. Agent Callen looked me curiously and I took in his handsome features subtlety. Then Hetty turned to the gorgeous brunette next to Callen and looked over at me with a knowing glimmer in her eyes. "And this is Junior Special Agent Kensi Byle."

"Oh?" I asked as I smiled and shook Kensi's hand. Hetty nodded and smiled at me knowingly.

"And who are you?" Agent Callen asked suspiciously. Hetty looked back at the Agent-in-Charge and answered for me.

"This is Allison Deeks. Detective Deek's sister."