Hi Guys, I just want to apologise to those who have started reading my other fanfic about Jack and Kensi, I've re-written it and I would some reviews (as always no hate please)

I hope you enjoy it

Becca

NCIS: Los Angeles

The Broken Man

The room is dark, dimly lit by a crappy lamp in the corner of the safe house room. The air is tinged with smell of Chinese food and other various smells. It's silent, not a peep from anything not the sound of the docks or the rush of traffic. Nothing.

Kensi sits at the round dark table, a cup of coffee beside her cold and stale and not at all pleasant but the only thing keeping her fuelled and alert as she takes up her shift on protective detail. Her glossy brown hair is brushed back into a ponytail out of her face; she rubs her eyes with her fingers as she stares at a hand of cards then decides to take another from the deck. In front of her is a small pile of pretzels the only thing she and the witness had to bargain. Her dark eyes are droopy and look aged with tiredness; she takes a big gulp of her hour old cup of coffee.

"Okay, ya'know what all in" Kensi says finally breaking the silence; she pushes all her pretzels in then makes direct eye contact. The dark figure in front of her pushes all of his in too, just as they were about to show Kensi's phone that was beside her coffee buzzed, filling the silence as it moved slightly from the vibration on the table. She snatched it up and held it to her ear. The voice on the other end was just mumbled to the witness's ears, Kensi spoke quietly to the person on the other end until her gun was viciously ripped from her holster. She turned quickly but was knocked unconscious quickly from the harsh whip of the butt of her gun, she fell to the floor in a crumpled heap she tried to open her eyes from the dim light was suddenly blinding, she couldn't see the figure's face properly but she could see the muzzle of her own gun aimed directly at her she was too weak to defend herself when the flash and bang of the gun was all she heard, then nothing…

24 Hours Earlier

Special Agent Callen entered the Ops building carrying his backpack and cup of hot coffee in his hand just like every other day. He strolled into office with a small smile on his lips; he passed Sam who sat comfortably in his office chair staring the pages of his L.A Times newspaper. Sam looked just as usual in his red shirt tight over his brawny muscles on his arms. He looked up briefly at Callen who passed him breezily

This morning it wasn't about Sam and Callen's banter but the unusual nature of Kensi, who sat rigid in her seat biting the nail on her thumb as she stared fixated on her laptop screen, this morning she wore a black button down shirt with three quarter sleeves. And her silky brown hair down and curled

"Come on, come on that's it… don't go now" She mumbled repeatedly to herself. Callen stared at her then at his other colleagues, Deeks looking shaggy and beautiful wearing a navy blue T-Shirt and jeans he grinned amused at his partner

"It's finally happened, Deeks has sent Kensi crazy," Callen said staring at Kensi who still looked intently at her screen, Deeks's grin disappeared

"Not me" He defended, Callen turned back to look at Kensi

"Well if it isn't Deeks then that only leaves one thing-" Callen and Sam looked at each other then spoke at the same time

"New boyfriend" They said together, Kensi shot out her hand waving it at him to get them to shut up

"Shhh! I am trying to concentrate" She snapped, all three male agents stared at each other

"Concentrate on what?" Sam asked amused, Callen on the other hand leant back sneakily to look at her screen and chuckled when he saw that the feisty Kensi Blye was bidding on a doll. A baby doll

"Strawberry pie baby doll?" He read out confused; Kensi froze shocked then blocked her screen by grabbing a case folder and covering it

"A what?" Deeks asked officially amused, he stood up out of his chair and walked round the front of his desk over to Kensi's and tried to pry her laptop away from her guarded fingers

"Touch me and die Deeks," She threatened glaring at him, he chuckled then let go

"What do you want buy a doll for? Aren't I cute enough for you?" He joked casually; Callen and Sam smiled at the banter that was being taken to heart seriously by Kensi

"It's- uh for- for my niece" Kensi stuttered then smiled at the three agents who all watched her amused, incredulously

"You don't have a niece" Callen replied, waiting for her to lie again

"Yes I do her name is-is M-Marla" Kensi was a terrible liar.

"Wow you suck so bad at lying, so why don't you just tell us the truth we'll listen and maybe if your good for Christmas Santa will bring it for you" Deeks joked, talking to her like she was five. The other far more mature agents laughed along with him, until Kensi stared at Deeks lethally

"Yeah, okay laugh it up guys the truth is last night I was going through some old stuff and I realised my strawberry pie doll-" Kensi began but was interrupted

"It's baby doll actually" Deeks joked again, Kensi threw him a glare then carried on

"Was missing and I've had that doll since I was little girl so I wanted to replace her with another one" Kensi finished, suddenly the sound of a bleep made her attention whip back to the screen

"Okay the bidding is nearly over, I just need to place my bet and then at the last second…hit bid" Just as Kensi hit the button a sign in red said

YOU LOST THE BID, SORRY

Kensi was distraught

"What? How? Who?" She said sadly, Deeks put a hand on her shoulder and acted mournfully

"I'm sorry partner, but maybe it's for the best" Kensi's bottom lip jutted out a little

"Are you sulking?" Callen asked amused, Kensi turned her head

"No" She answered shortly

"Yes you are, your sulking" Callen carried on, just then the queen of deception herself Hetty entered the bullpen

"Come on children can't we all just get along" She asked, entering wearing her usual bright blue suit

"Hetty did you ever lose a prized childhood toy?" Kensi asked turning to the motherly figure on the team, Hetty thought for a moment then answered

"No… I don't tend to lose things dear I keep close eyes on them," Hetty answered seriously, Kensi sighed exasperated

"Oh." Before the subject could be taken further the deafening sound of whistle blew making the agents and Hetty turn to look at the stair case where the eccentric dresser Eric stood in his regular flip flops and shorts, around his neck was bright yellow whistle

"New case of deck" Eric said like he was in the military then left, and just like the team do they follow up the stairs and into Ops.

The dimmed room was buzzing with electronic activity, the blue lights ahead casting vague shadows. The bright and bubbly Nell stood looking tiny as ever beside the big screen and beside Nell was Eric.

The team followed and leant beside the front of the table in the middle.

"Go ahead Eric" Callen said giving him the all clear, folding his arms across his chest. Eric pressed something on his tablet a dozen crime scene photographs popping up along with a Marine I.D card that read in bold black letters

CORPORAL KYLE WESTFAL

"Meet Corporal Kyle Westfal, he was shot and killed this morning along with two drug cartel members both lower level just muscle from the Ramirez Cartel. They were meeting with fellow platoon member Gunnery Sergeant Jacob Russo, they were making some sort of deal at an abandoned depot in Down Town Los Angeles." Eric began, he brought up the I.D card on the very serious looking Jacob Russo his grey eyes were blank and emotionless, his slick black hair was swept back with an excessive amount of gel.

"Luckily the depot had security cameras in working order due to the high amount of break ins and vandalism so we managed to pull the surveillance of the meet" Nell said strolling over to her computer and running the tape.

Two SUV's pull up, the first had no plates and out stepped three men the two cartel members and Jacob Russo who wore a black suit well tailored and looked like it cost more than his pay grade. The second SUV had Westfal in he stepped out of the driver's side but wasn't alone he was accompanied by another man who stood out of the crowd. He was jittery and looked uncomfortable he constantly looked back over his shoulders and was agitated he couldn't hold it together.

The two party's met up in the middle and talked for a moment until Westfal turned to the agitated man and shouted something at him, the man nervously went to the trunk of the car and took out a duffel bag then jogged back to his friend just as they made an exchange Russo checks the bag then draws his gun but is taken down by three shots to the torso by the acquaintance with Westfal, the two cartel members then draw their guns and fire off a few shots at Westfal who goes down after a matter of seconds he manages to pop a few rounds into the leg and chest of one of the members but then is over powered by the second, and shot down. The last cartel member turns to the agitated man but is taken down by a skilled shot to the head. The man then bails

"Do we have I.D on the second man?" Sam asked curiously

"Yeah it's running now" Eric answered then the sound of bells rang out, Nell's fingers flashed over the keys and a California Driver's licence popped up. The picture was of a man with a tanned complexion and Marine style cut hair. His eyes were the lightest shade of brown and piercing. Kensi's breath hitched in her throat, the hole in her chest that had been slowly healing over the past seven years ripped in open again in her chest, pain all she could feel was pain and loneliness.

Deeks who was closest to her turned and looked at her suddenly pale face and blank eyes.

"Kensi?" He asked confused by her reaction, the name on the I.D was Jack, Jack Collins a face she never thought Kensi would see again.

The rest of the team turned to stare at her, Kensi shot like a bullet out of the Ops Centre and down the stairs. Deeks rushed behind her

"Kensi!" He called to her but she wouldn't stop as she raced down the stairs

"Kensi, stop! Wait!" Finally when they got to the bottom of the stairs Deeks grabbed her by the arm and spun her around.

"Wait, what's going on?" He demanded, Kensi glanced down at the vice grip Deeks had round the top of her arm, he realised too then let go crossing his arms over his torso

"Talk to me Kens" Deeks pleaded, he wanted nothing more than to help his partner, it took her a while to begin but she did…

"I haven't seen or heard anything from Jack in the last seven years, I don't know if he got back on his meds or if he had a place to go to I didn't know any of that stuff and I still don't. I have to go find him" Kensi finished trying to turn away but stopped again.

"Do you still love him?" Deeks asked quietly, his expression calm but a mask, the calm was just a façade

"I don't know" Kensi whispered back, looking down at her feet.

"Okay. Let us help you, we'll find Jack we'll help him but to do that we need to relax okay" Deeks said smoothly trying to calm her. Kensi breathed a heavy sigh then nodded but it was clear from her posture she was dying to get out there and find him.

Just then Callen and Sam came down the stairs and Hetty watched like a hawk from the confines of her office.

"Sam and I are going to talk to Russo and Westfal's C.O you guys go and check out the crime scene, check in when you get there" With serious nods the duos parted but not before Hetty stopped Kensi and Deeks in their tracks

"Miss Blye-" Hetty called, Kensi stopped and turned to see that this was a conversation she couldn't skate out of. Deeks followed her silently keeping his distance, leaning causally against the wooden columns. Kensi sat in the chair in front of her desk

"It seems this case once again has strayed over into personal territory" Hetty began Kensi pursed her lips.

"If your worried I wont be able to stay professional-" Kensi began

"And now you're going to argue that you can? You've already proven yourself wrong by charging out of the OP centre" Hetty scolded, then calmed herself

"I think you working on this case is already presenting itself as a conflict of interest, perhaps it would be better if you sat this one out?"

"No." Kensi snapped back, she struggled to reframe her words

"Please Hetty, it's been seven years I just need to know he's okay"

"Mr. Callen, Mr Hanna and Mr Deeks can tell you that while you spend the next few days at home. If I put you on this case I don't want it to get personal to you"

"It wont" Kensi answered. Hetty scrutinised Kensi's face for a moment

"Mr Deeks" She called, Deeks stepped up and entered Hetty's office

"Keep and extra special eye on Miss Blye please throughout this investigation" Hetty ordered, Deeks nodded

"Will do"

And that was that Deeks and Kensi headed off to the crime scene

Meanwhile across town Sam and Callen reached Camp Legume where they were both making their way to find Russo and Westfal's C.O.

Sam was unusually quiet, Callen looked at him frequently

"Okay what's on your mind" Callen asked as they made there to the C.O.

"Hetty's not going to take Kensi off the case" Sam answered, Callen shrugged

"She'll probably try, but you know Kensi she'll keep working the case anyways" Callen retorted

"It's going to get personal," Sam said shaking his head slightly

"It already has, she was out of Ops quicker than a shot"

"It's a conflict of interest and she's knows it" Sam said his voice getting angrier

"Who Hetty or Kensi?" Callen questioned

"Both."

"Well who would you rather tell Kensi or Hetty, both come with a risk" Callen joked, Sam chuckled in his charming way

"I fear Hetty way more than Kensi, but Kensi knows how to handle a knife so neither" Sam joked back

"Well there you go then, all we can do for Kensi is be there for her when this is over, I think this is their C.O" Callen said as they walked up to a man dressed smartly in after work clothes he was heading home

"Marcus Waite?" Callen asked, the man was in his later thirties and stopped confused

"Yes, who wants to know?" He asked, Sam and Callen showed their badges

"NCIS, I'm Special Agent Callen this is Special Agent Hanna we were wondering if we could ask you some questions about two marines in your platoon, Corporal Westfal and Gunnery Sergeant Russo" Waite sighed

"What trouble have they gotten into now?" He asked like the father of two naughty schoolboys

"Russo and Westfal have been in trouble with the police before?" Sam asked, Waite shrugged brusquely

"Yeah a couple of months ago Russo and Westfal were arrested for drugs possession" He admitted, Sam was confused

"If they were arrested why wasn't it in their files?" Sam questioned

"Because the charges were dropped with a little bit of handy work from their lawyers, what's this about? I'm late for a birthday party" Callen stopped him as he tried to leave

"Were sorry to tell you this but Corporal Westfal and Gunnery Sergeant Russo were shot and killed this morning" Callen said sadly, Waite's breath hitched then he sighed sadly

"That's awful they were two of my best men," He said mournfully

"What happened?" He asked

"It seems they were both killed in some sort of meet maybe a drug exchange given their records already, is it possible?" Callen questioned, Waite sighed

"I hate to say it but yeah, even after the drug charges were cleared I still didn't believe they were truly innocent. Russo and Westfal are your typical class room clowns and badasses always getting in trouble"

"So why didn't you boot their Asses out of the marine core?" Sam asked

"Because aside from all the goofing around when it came to business they were damn good marines" Waite defended.

"When was the last time you saw them?" Sam asked, Waite thought for moment then answered

"Yesterday afternoon" He replied

"And how were they with each other? Were they acting differently?"

"Now that you mention it yeah, they weren't exactly friendly towards each other I think they had some kind of beef but I wouldn't know over what even if you ask me, they'd been like that for the past three weeks at least" Waite admitted regretfully.

"Is it possible that Russo got involved with the Ramirez drug cartel?" Asked Callen, Waite looked confused

"He got involved with a drug cartel? That's not like Russo even he has his limits. Russo is your typical obnoxious and arrogant guy but at the same time dedicated and willing to work hard he doesn't always like his orders but he follows through with them. Whatever those two were arguing over it with either money or some girl they were always going on about chicks on duty and it hasn't been the first time when Russo has borrowed money from Westfal they argued last year but it seemed cool a week after" Waite explained. The new round of information gave Sam and Callen a lot to consider, why would Russo get involved with a drug cartel? Why the best friends arguing and what was it over? Was it money or was it a woman just like Waite had said? There were too many variables and Sam and Callen got all they could out of Waite. The partners left and consider their options on their way back to Ops. Kensi called ten minutes after the meet to check in.

The sun was high in the sky by this point and the temperature was climbing into the high thirties. Kensi and Deeks stood in their black latex gloves at the crime scene; the yellow police tape shuddered now and then in the faint breeze. The positions of the bodies and cars were marked out giving the pair an idea of what happened