Okay so this story carries on from my other story Choices. It may help to read the last chapter of that before starting to read this chapter. After that things will be clearer. Let the story begin…
Disclaimer: Of course NCISLA and characters do not belong to me…if they did everyone would know about it!
ALONE
CHAPTER 1
Marty Deeks felt his stomach clench into a knot as he neared the Crescent St Health Facility, which was currently on fire. As he turned the corner to see dozens of fire trucks, paramedics and police crews in attendance, he parked his car and stood watching the ferocity of the flames as windows shattered nearby. Scanning the crowd, he recognised a friend of his from LAPD and after flashing his badge to the police guarding the boundary tape he ducked under the yellow band and headed through the crowd.
"Hey Shep, what can you tell me?" Deeks asked one of his oldest friends, Detective Jerry Shepparton.
"Exactly what you can see burning in front of you Deeks. We've got a lot of casualties on this one" Shep replied.
"Is…you know…one of them?" Deeks stammered.
Shep shook his head, "Hospital, fire crews managed to get some out in time. Been taken to Pacific Beach Medical".
Deeks nodded, "Any indications of arson or accident?"
"Not at this stage", Shep shrugged, "Fire guys gotta get it under control first before they can go in and even start looking for answers. Soon as we get the nod I'll send in the Arson Squad"
"Let me know when they go in and find something?" Deeks asked.
"Sure, are you going to the hospital Deeks?"
"Yeah. Hey thanks Shep" Deeks shook his hand.
"No problem. I hope everything's okay with…"
"Thanks. See you" Deeks waved goodbye, then turned back to his car, the knot in his stomach was now mutating into feelings of nausea.
Kensi stormed into her bedroom and quickly pulled of the green jersey dress she was wearing and tossed through the pile on the floor to dig out a pair of jeans with a top and jacket. 'No way you tell me you love me and then walk out the door on me Marty Deeks. Unacceptable!', she thought angrily as she pulled on her boots, grabbed her car keys off the bench along with her phone and slammed the door behind her.
"Callen? I need your help. It's Deeks" Kensi stated to her team mate on her phone.
"What's up Kens? Your date not going so well?" Callen chuckled.
"Our date was fine…wait how did you know it was us going on a date?" Kensi frowned.
"You told us at Ops. So what's the problem with Deeks?"
"Oh…yeah I remember. Anyway Deeks was acting strange. He walked out"
"Walked out? Why?" Callen asked.
"I'm not sure. One minute we were flopped on the sofa watching Top Model..."
Callen rolled his eyes, "Go on Kens"
"The next minute a news report came on about a fire at a Health Facility. He sat bolt upright watching the report so intently and Callen his face…his face went so pale. He stood up grabbed his keys and said 'I gotta go Kens' and walked out!" Kensi cried.
"Maybe it's something to do with the Health Facility. Where are you now?" Callen asked.
"That's what I was thinking too so I'm on my way there"
"Okay I'll round up Sam and we'll meet you there. Which Health Facility was it Kens?"
"Ah…Crescent St Health Facility"
"Right, don't do anything until we get there okay? We won't be long" Callen stated.
"Uh huh" Kensi nodded.
"Kensi, I mean it" Callen warned.
"Fine" she huffed.
Deeks walked into the reception area of Pacific Beach Medical Hospital and approached the girl behind the desk. He shivered slightly at remembrance of the last time he was here when he was shot. This time it was different. This time it was personal.
"Hi I'm Detective Marty Deeks, LAPD", he said showing his ID, "I believe some casualties of the Crescent St Health Facility fire were brought here for treatment?"
"Yes that's right Detective. Do you know someone from the Facility?" the receptionist, Phoebe asked.
"Yes…yes I do" Deeks nodded.
"I have a list of names of people we know and can identify would you care to look?"
Deeks nodded, as Phoebe handed the clipboard over the desk. He ran his finger down the list and gasped as he recognised the name he was looking for. Sighing he handed the clipboard back over, "This person here", he pointed to the name on the list, "Do you know?"
"Yes, that person is in a very bad state. The doctors are there now. You can go to room 289 on the second floor" Phoebe nodded.
"Thanks" Deeks said grimly. That nauseous feeling was beginning to feel ready to explode out of his stomach.
Kensi paced by the car as she stood watching the fire crews battle the flames, waiting anxiously for Callen and Sam to arrive. She heard the familiar hum of Sam's Challenger and looked around seeing it come into view. Quickly, she jogged to meet the guys.
"It's about time!" Kensi huffed.
"Ease up Kens. We got here as fast as we could. Now let's go see what we can find out?" Callen curtly replied.
They approached the boundary tape and noticed an LAPD Detective nearby, "Hi I'm Special Agent Callen from NCIS and this is my partner Special Agent Sam Hanna and that's Special Agent Kensi Blye" Callen shook the Detective's hand.
"I'm Detective Jerry Shepparton, LAPD. How can I help you?" Shep asked.
"Actually we were wondering if Detective Marty Deeks has come by here?" Kensi enquired, "He's my partner and he liaises with NCIS"
"Yes in fact Deeks was here a short time ago. He left about half an hour ago heading to Pacific Beach Medical Hospital" Shep nodded.
"Do you know why he was here Detective?" asked Sam.
"Call me Shep…everyone does. He was here because he knows someone from here"
"Who does he know here?" asked Callen.
"Sorry Agent Callen, I can't say. Deeks is one of my oldest friends and there's no way I'm betraying his trust. If Deeks wants to tell you that's up to him"
Callen nodded, "Thanks anyway Shep" he smiled thinly before discreetly nodding to his colleagues and walking back to the car.
"What is this all about?" Kensi frowned.
"One way to find out. Let's head to the hospital" Sam shrugged.
Deeks stopped and took a deep breath in before opening the door and walking in. He walked over to the bed and gently brushed a stray hair away. A myriad of tubes and wires were coming and going from all directions from the body as Deeks struggled to find a place to put his hand. He heard the door open as two doctors walked in a sad look on their faces…
"Are you next of kin to this person?" Doctor Rodriguez asked.
"Yes I am…please how is…" Deeks stammered.
"Not good I'm afraid. The smoke from the fire has penetrated the lungs and there is seventy per cent burn damage to the skin. Along with past illness and injuries in our opinion we believe it may be better if we take off the life support system as we believe there is little hope of recovery"
Deeks nodded slowly, "How long before…"
"Passing? Not long at all. Do you need more time to think about doing this sir?" Doctor Allen asked.
Sighing, Deeks shook his head, "No…no go ahead" as he felt a tear drop from his eyes.
Kensi, Sam and Callen all ran to the front receptionist and flashed their badges to her, "Agent Kensi Blye, I'm looking for Detective Marty Deeks LAPD. Has he come in here?"
"Yes he's upstairs room 289" Phoebe nodded.
"Thanks" Kensi yelled as she raced to the lifts.
"Kensi! Wait up!" Callen called as they hurried to join her.
The door chimed that they were on the second floor and the doors sprang open and Kensi jumped out. She quickly scanned the hallways, looking for the right direction to go when out of the corner of her eye she saw him…
Deeks stumbled out of the hospital room and made it to the opposite wall in the hallway before he felt his knees buckle underneath him. He slumped to the floor and brought his hands to his face in disbelief. A part of his life was over.
"Deeks! Deeks what's happened?" Kensi came running to him before sliding on her knees beside him.
"That's it…it's over. I'm alone. There's no one else left just me" Deeks mumbled.
"What are you talking about Deeks?" Callen asked, "Why do you think you're alone?"
"I just killed her. I just said go ahead take her off life support. I murdered her" Deeks cried.
Kensi took his hands into hers, "Who Deeks? Who did you take off life support?"
Deeks raised his eyes and stared into Kensi's, "My mother"
So there's the beginning…hope you like it. Will try to update as often as I can but I'm moving house soon so I will be busy and with work busy too. *SIGH* Thanks for Reading and Reviewing. You guys rock! Love to you all – Tanya xxx