A/N: Alright my friends! I am back in the NCIS LA writing mode! YAY! Sorry for the long absence, RL that included work and health issues got in the way. Bear with me as I am dealing with a chronic illness and am never sure how my days are going to look. Updating might not be regular for a while and such.
Note: this story was started from a prompt on Tumblr. Also, sorry for this being a short chapter, but it is mainly a chapter about Deeks background story.
On to the first chapter!
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Special Agent Martin A. Deeks glanced into the empty bullpen of NCIS Office of Special Projects, or OSP, as he passed. He made a note of each desk, what was on it and how it was arranged, something he knew would help him in the coming days. His appointment with his new boss was at eight, an hour before everyone else arrived.
He looked around the building before his eyes settled on the elaborately decorated alcove that Director Vance had told him about. There she was, just as he had said she would and just like he had described her. Small, with a gaze that made even the toughest man fear and a wise, fearless demeanor that everyone aspires to have.
Apparently, his new boss didn't like an actual office, preferring open floor than enclosed so they could be more connected with their team. Something he also liked, the four walls of an office making him feel cut off from those who he needed to be close to. He never understood leaders who needed walls and a door, keeping those under them out.
"SSA Lange, I'm Agent Deeks." He said in introduction.
"Yes, I know. Director Vance has told me a lot about you. You are highly recommended." Hetty said, her eyes seeming to bore into him as she looked him over. He stared back at her, taking in everything he could about the small, fierce lady before him.
He was very intrigued by her. Not just because of what he had heard, but also because of the special assignment he had been put on. The assignment was to investigate Hetty and this base thoroughly while getting close to and becoming part of the team. The reason why he had been put on this assignment was because of his special abilities.
He had grown up in Los Angeles and had always been interested in law enforcement. He had first become a lawyer, then switched to be a LAPD officer when the lawyer stuff got too boring. His stint as a lawyer helped him procure a place in LAPD as he had friends in the department.
During his LAPD days he had worked in undercover operations and had gotten a good record, such a good record that other departments were requesting him to help them. He worked in every department it seemed, though he spent most of his time in the Gang and Narcotics division. He helped in the hunting down of the main leaders of the gangs and cartels in the Los Angeles area.
Then one day the FBI came and gave him an offer he couldn't turn down, a place on the BAU unit. Suddenly he was doing the job he was made to do. Hunting down serial killers and mentally deranged people, stopping them from hurting anyone else. He was taking his abilities nationwide.
It wasn't until five months ago that Director Vance of the Naval Criminal Investigative Service, or NCIS, came to him with a letter from the President of the United States. The President asked him to help with a special case, one that could threaten national security. He immediately agreed, resigning from the BAU the next day and moved over to NCIS headquarters in Washington D.C. that week.
He spent the time from when he had moved over to when he left for LA learning the ropes of NCIS, specifically the department he was going into, OSP. He had only been in LA for a week before the scheduled meeting. The department gave him that long to settle in, just enough time for him to get back to his roots. He might have grown up and worked in LA, but he hadn't been in the city for a decade, there were a lot of new things he needed to know.
"It is a pleasure to meet the man who has eyes from a few federal agencies on him." She added with a smile.
"It is a pleasure to meet the legend of those federal agencies, Ms. Lange." He replied.
"Please, call me Hetty. Everyone does." Hetty said. He nodded his acknowledgment. She waved her hand towards her desk and he immediately started towards it, ready to learn more about this petit, feisty woman and her team.
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