Give me Everything

by TheoneandonlyRuki

When a girl gets kidnapped outside a club, Marty's past comes back to haunt him. He must now bring back an alias that he would rather regret creating...or reliving. Deeks/OC and rated T for later chapters.

1. Give Me Everything Tonight

So, its my first NCIS : LA fic. Please be gentle. *innocent eyes* Right now, this is the lead in to the actual case. Writing that out will be fun indeed. Song that is in italics is "Give me Everything" by Pitbull ft Ne-Yo, do not own the song or the characters of NCIS : LA. Only ones i own are the created characters and the club name. Oh, and one final thing, this will be song fic centric in some chapters...those that call for it. Welp, enjoy the reading, feel free to leave me awesome feedback. Its the one way that helps me get better. -Ruki Chan

The Los Angeles party scene was always hopping. People were going in and out of clubs all over the town, and it was a common scene at 2:17 on a Friday morning. At Club Jasmine, a young girl, in her early twenties was seen walking in alone. She never got carded, never even had to stop at the door and the long line that was outside. Must have meant she was a VIP, but no one knew because she was in the crowd of crazy dancers and party goers before anyone had a chance to stop and ask her.

Grab somebody sexy

Tell 'em hey

Give me everything

Tonight

She was dancing her way to the bar, quickly grabbing a mint mojito and then back out to the dance floor. She was drinking and dancing, enjoying the scene and moved her body to the beat. This was typical however of every single person in this club. One thing was different between her and the others.

She was being watched.

After about an hour of drinks and dancing, the girl made her way back outside the club. Rather fast for a young party animal. The drinks were seriously affecting her judgement. At this time, there was no one outside, as the line had come in and bouncers were through the door by three. The girl reached in her purse, getting ready to get a cab when from behind someone had grabbed her. She screamed, but it was silenced fast by the cloth on her face. She went limp in the arms of her assailant. The slam of a car trunk and screeching of tires were the last things that shown anyone was around...except the purse that was dropped and ID inside.