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I know some of you are following me and I haven't updated my first story in a while, I have been stuck with massive amounts of work (MCAS) so I have been studying instead of writing my beloved stories, but I will hopefully update on This is Not a Good Thing some time this week. And not to mention that my computer completely broke in half due to my dog sitting on it...yah that was not smart. So it is fixed now and I can continue to write :). So read and review the story and tell me what you think. There will be Densi moments, Sam and his wife reuniting, Callen getting revenge on someone and we can't forget the wonder twins, Eric and Nell.

So enjoy!

RoSIe 3


The screams of Martin Andrew Deeks echoed though the cold, dark room as Sam Hanna watched from afar, pleading this torture would end for his impromptu partner.

Sam POV:


I watch as Deeks screams and shake as his captures, Siderov, drill into his teeth, creating an excruciating pain through out his whole body, making me cringe at his cries.

I had just been electrocuted as Siderov tried to get me to admit that 'Quinn' is an undercover agent. I am still shaking from the most recent shocks. I watch with tears and tremors as Deeks cries out again.

'I can take the crap you dish out ten times over. I'm just curious about the why?

I knew Deeks had a hard life growing up with his dysfunctional family but I always thought that he was a strong willed, fully capable man, but now as I watch him being tortured I now know I was completely wrong.

He is so much more. He cares unconditionally; he will do anything for the mission and for those on the mission. He cares about the team's safety than he does his own.

Deeks is truly worth more to this team and its dynamics, to Kensi, getting her to open up, to Hetty, for making her team complete, and now to me, for risking his life to save my ass.

He is risking his life to protect my wife, one who he had met maybe twice prior to this case. He's protecting me by not letting my wife's cover slip to save his own, so that I do not lose my wife and become like Callen. Deeks is risking losing everything, losing Kensi, and that is just who he is. Martin Andrew Deeks, LAPD Liaison Officer, best friend to Kensi, a man who rises above all and doesn't gloat about it, a man who is worth something.

I drop my head pleading to a higher power, one higher than Hetty herself, to let Deeks live so that I can thank him for all he has done for me and the rest of the team. And to tell him he is worth ten fold to the team and to Kensi. Knowing that if he had the chance, he would make fun of me, I would still do it. Kensi cares about him and she confided in me about it and knowing that she lost Jack and Dom, losing Deeks would shatter her. When we get out of this I will try and have his back more and try not to make anymore quips about his hair. I just want him to survive for Kensi and for the team.

The world began to fade around me as I see black spots. I hear one last scream come from Deeks before I watch him go limp in the chair. The last thought that passes through my mind is,

'Save us'

The world fades to black as I hear a faint,

"DEEKS!"

The world faded out into nothing but darkness.


In the thirty story skyscraper where Michelle was thrown out and holding on to the plastic sheet for dear life as she waited for someone, anyone to save her.

Kensi screamed for Michelle and while waiting for a reply of any kind she thought the worst had become of her new found best girl friend.

Kensi POV:


"Michelle!" I screamed hoping that she would give me some sort of a clue where in the hell she was and if she needs me to help her.

I look around and see a broken slab of wood covering the open window and the wheels in my head begin to turn.

"No...no...NO!" I scream in terror as I rush to the side of the building to see if Michelle is there or a red dot on the ground below.

I get to the side and see her dangling down from the side holding onto the plastic covering of the wall that held her to the building. The plastic looked strong enough to hold her but what did not look like it could hold on any longer is her as she dangles there.

The look in her eyes said it all, she needs help and she neededs now.

"Hold on, Michelle, I will pull you up and then we can go and pig out on rocky road ice cream," I hope that any way I can motivate her the better and if that means giving up my rocky road than, damn it, I give it up. I know that Sam cares deeply about Michelle so I have to bring her back to him.

"You know," Michelle looked up and me with a slight smile as she grappled up the plastic and grabbed my hand, with me pulling her to safety,

"Sam was right, you do only think about food in hostile situations," Michelle smiled at me as she sat down on the floor with in the safety of the building, pulling me in for a side hug.

"Thank you, Kensi" I nodded but there was still a sinking feeling in my stomach and it was not from the adrenaline that had just been slammed into my system, no it was as if something bad was happening to some one I love.

I bunched my eyebrows together thinking to who that could be...wasn't my mom, she was at a spa in San Diego for the weekend...my dad is dead...That leaves one person...

"DEEKS!" I scream as I bolt to the elevator because he should have checked in by now saying that the deal was done and the bombs were secured and Siderov and his goons were in jail.

I guess I had spooked Michelle too because the next thing I heard was a loud, and scared,

"Sam!"

We both bolt to the elevator and climb in as I call Eric to get their location.

Eric picks up after three rings and I solemnly ask where my partner and Michelle's husband are.

There was a long and painful pause between the question and his answer. But his answer brought good and bad news.

"We know where both of you partners are but your not going to like it, they are both in a warehouse on the out skirts of town. We have their locations and it is being sent to your phones now, so get a move on because we lost all contact with them when Sam was thrown into the pool with the gold briefcase attached to him,"

I heard a loud gasp as I turn to Michelle to see tears gathering in her eyes,

"And we lost contact with Deeks when he went in to save Sam from drowning,"

"You have the coordinates now go, Ms. Blye and Ms. Hanna," Hettys voice echoes through the phone and we both get off the elevator and take off in a run to the motorcycle that I had been driving while she climbs into her car, and we drive off to get our best friends.


We have driving for a little while but for the most part it was a high rate of speed, and with me crazy driving and Michelle's pure love for Sam we make a usually forty five minute drive a fifteen minute drive. Skipping all the red alights and cutting traffic. We make it to the building where Deeks and Sam are supposedly inside and for the sake of both me and Michelle's sanity I hope they both are inside.

I draw my sig from my back holster and Michelle grabs hers from her boot and we head inside of the building that looks like a run down old warehouse.

I enter first, the tears are collecting in my eyes as I continue to see more and more blood on the dirty floor, it was either Sam or Deeks, I just didn't know whose.

I look over to Michelle to she her face somber,

Don't worry Fern, I'll be back

I remember Deeks saying that. I knew he would never break his promise, at least not willingly.

I could still feel the tingling sensation he left on my lips as he drew away form me. I shake my head realizing how stupid I had been and stubborn too.

I'm in love with him and I can't deny it any longer, I need him back.

I am brought back to the present when I feel Michelle's warm hand on my shoulder, nodding my head I walk forward,

"Kensi?" I turn back to Michelle, "we will get them back, I promise," I notice the tears gathering in her eyes, knowing that my eyes look the same I walk back to her and gather her in a warm hug. I am not one for human comfort, but my partner is gone and he is the one I normally go to, so for now I will let my walls fall to give Michelle the comfort she needs to get through this.

"I know we will," I murmurer as I draw back and flip the safety off on my gun and kick down the door in front of me. Seeing no one, I begin to fall back,

"IYEYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" a blood curdling scream rings though out the building,

I whip my head back to Michelle with a frightened look upon my face,

Deeks, No!

I throw all caution to the wind as I speed to the closest door and throw it open.

What I see scares the whits out of me.

There in front of me and through the glass, sits Deeks,

Blood dripping form his usually talkative mouth, a deep cut on his scruffy face, his scruff filled with dirt and blood. His shirt torn and bloody, his mouth has a contraption in it to hold it open. His cheek has the beginning of a bruise. His eyes are shut and his breathing is there but slow and unsteady, he was dangling there but he was still here and alive.

All I could think of is how much pain he must be in right now, I look up to see Siderov and his goons smiling at me, I could no longer process anything, I am done,

Done!

"You sick stupid, Son-of-a-Bitch!" I scream with red flooding my vision, I go after Siderov with my gun shooting blindly and not caring if I kill him, all I could think of was how much pain he had put Deeks through and how I was going to finish it once and for all.

Gun shots echo through the room as I shoot at them all, Michelle's gun begins to go off as well, we both hit at least one of them twice. I hit Siderov above the knee and through the shoulder. His goon through the head.

I watch as they fall to the ground, Siderov gasping for breath as he loses blood. I could care less about him.

I walk up to him and grab his collar,

"This is for my partner,"a punch to the stomach, blood spilling out of his mouth, internal bleeding,

"This is for my best friend,"a pistol whip to the jaw,

"This is for all those you have hurt, you sick, twisted bastard!" A jab at the shoulder where the bullet wound is.

He coughs more violently and I drop him to the ground, wishing he dies slowly and painfully.

He looks up at me and smiles with a bloody, psychotic grin,

"So your the one he was calling out for when I was beating him? He loves you? Well good luck saving his sorry ass, he is good as dead!" He laughed a sinister laugh and I can now only see red as I register what he was saying to me,

"Maybe he does, well guess what! I love him too! And now I may never be able to tell him!" I kick him hard int he head as he is laughing, stopping his laugh.

I look back up at Michelle and stop to wipe the tears that have made it down my cheeks,

Now to go and save my partner, I look to see Deeks and I scream in terror as I realize I had been wasting time on Siderov worthless ass, while he is slipping away,

"DEEKS!"


TO BE CONTINUED...

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