This is not my first fanfiction, but it is my first for NCIS:LA.

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Kensi flew. There was no other word to describe her movement. The LAPD SWAT team had just taken out Sidorov and his goons and all she could think about was finding her partner. Please God, let him be alive! Was all she could think, followed quickly with: he had better be alive! He's got a lot of explaining to do!

As she flew through the rooms she finally caught site of both Deeks and Sam. Knowing that Callen was right behind her she passed Sam and ran to Deeks. He was sitting strapped to a chair with his head down. She sent up one more prayer that he was alive just as she reached him. Laying one hand on his and the other on his cheek she tilted his head up. As she did his eyes fluttered open and she got a full view of his face and what had been done to him. She managed to swallow the gasp that threatened to escape at his black eye and bruised and bloody mouth.

"Hey Fern." He said softly as his eyes focused on her. She couldn't help but smile at him and his use of his nickname for her. But she could see that he was in obvious pain when he spoke. He started to try again and she stopped him, putting her hand to his lips.

"Shh, don't try to talk. You've suffered enough pain. We can talk later." He nodded solemnly, agreeing with her. As she was unstrapping him from the chair the relief at finding him alive flooded her and a single tear managed to escape and roll down her cheek. Still obeying her order that he not talk, he slowly lifted the hand she'd just freed and softly wiped the tear away. She wanted to break down and sob at his sweet gesture. But she had a job to do and that was to get him free from that horrible chair and to the medics. She was also still unaware as to how Sam was. Once she finally had Deeks free she screamed for the EMT's. She was lifting him from the chair as the EMT's arrived and took him from her. Knowing he was in good hands she turned and ran to where the other EMT's were working on Sam as Callen looked on.

Callen looked up as soon as Kensi reached his side. The look that passed between the two said it all. Their partners were both alive, but neither in good condition. In an unusual display of emotion, Kensi put her hand on Callen's arm and squeezed gently. Without looking at her he placed a hand over hers. They stood there like that for several moments, both watching as the EMT's worked on their partners. As Sam and Deeks were both being loaded onto gurney's, Callen looked up at Kensi and gave her a small smile, squeezed her hand gently and then dropped his. They separated, walking to their respective partners to ride in the ambulances with them to the hospital.

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Once at the hospital Kensi and Callen had to leave their partners sides so the doctors could work on them. They alternately paced and sat in the waiting room while waiting on news. Michelle and Hetty both joined them after a while. Finally after what felt like an eternity to the quartet, a petite brunette doctor came walking in.

"Families of Agent Sam Hanna and Detective Martin Deeks?" She asked looking a bit surprised when they all stood up and came toward her. Obviously used to intense situations this didn't faze her, she just started briefing them. "I'm Dr. Jane Leclaire. I know you are all anxious to hear how they are doing so I'll just dive right in. Well, while Detective Deeks' wounds were more obvious, he is in better condition at the moment than Agent Hanna, so we will start with him. Detective Deeks has two cracked ribs, a broken nose, and a good amount of damage to his teeth and some to his gums. He also has an assortment of bruises and lacerations. We've wrapped his ribs, reset his nose and cleaned his lacerations. There is a dental surgeon working on his teeth and gums right now. He's very confident that all of the damage can be repaired. He may only need one or two dental follow-ups. We will most likely be keeping him for about 48 hours for fluids, antibiotics and rest. Physically he should make a full recovery."

The group breathed a small sigh of relief that Deeks was going to be fine. But it was coupled with tension over what she was about to say about Sam. They all seemed to hold their breath as she continued.

"Agent Hanna, on the other hand, most likely has a longer road to recovery ahead of him. His heart stopped twice in the ambulance ride here. He's had trouble maintaining his heart rate on his own. We've had to administer several medications to help facilitate that. Normally a shock to the heart can help stabilize the heart rate, but considering what he's been through I was very hesitant to go down that road. He will be here for several days at least for a battery of tests to determine the amount of permanent damage, if any, to his heart. I will say that if he wasn't as healthy and strong as he is, he most likely wouldn't have survived. The amount of electricity I've been told they used would have almost certainly killed a weaker man. That gives me hope that he can make a full recovery."

Without any questions from the group, Dr. Leclaire told them she would have a nurse let them know when each man was able to have visitors. Hetty, now knowing how the men were, headed back to tie up loose ends. Michelle, Kensi and Callen stayed, none of them wanting to leave. The women sat down as relief overtook them. Callen however, had too much nervous energy pent up to sit still. Glancing at the two women he could see the weariness and fatigue start to set in with both of them. Deciding to be a gentleman, he offered to find the cafeteria to get them all coffee.

Once Callen was gone and the two women were left alone in the little waiting room, Michelle looked over at Kensi. "Thank you." She said simply, but with great feeling.

Kensi lifted her head to respond and looked Michelle in the eyes. "You're welcome."

And that was all that needed to be said. While in their line of work saving someone's life is not uncommon, it was still treated with the respect and thanks it deserved.

The two sat in silence for a while before a young nurse walked out. "Family of Martin Deeks?"

Kensi jumped up immediately. Elation and apprehension were warring emotions at the thought of finally being able to see Deeks. But before she could follow the nurse, Michelle grabbed her hand. When Kensi looked down at her Michelle just smiled and gave her a knowing look before releasing her hand. Kensi returned the smile and then followed the nurse who would lead her to her partner and best friend.

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This is not a one-shot. It is a Densi story and I have a specific direction I'm taking it. I also have several different scenes already written. I will be updating as often as possible. Also, I have no beta so please excuse all spelling and grammatical errors. I do try to make sure that there aren't any, but no one is perfect. Thanks for reading!