I've written a few CM fanfics, and wanted to test the waters in the world of NCIS: LA, one of my other favorite shows to watch. Hopefully, you enjoy the story and can look past my horrible writing skills. For those who don't know my writing style: my stories are something that I "watch" in my mind and then I try to recreate it in a word document. I like to think of my writing as if I'm trying to put an episode of the show into a reading format.

Backstory/ notes about this work:

I originally planned this to be in a 1st POV through Kensi's eyes, but I felt like a 3rd POV would be better especially later when the rest of the NCIS: La crew tries to...(Don't want to spoil)

However the story is dominantly focused on Kensi/Deeks, and then sprinkles of other characters within.

Unbolded text is present

Bolded text is flashback

The dates are able to set up how long they've been doing things or how long they've been missing.

I hope you enjoy this story and thank you for reading.


WRONG

Kensi's head pounded as she awoke to darkness. She slowly rolled her head and winced as the pain only seemed to increase with movement. The room seemed to spin around her and she moved her hand to stabilize her head but stopped when she felt the rough rope bindings rub against her wrists. "Shit," Kensi whispered under her breath. She groaned as the pain intensified in her head and she slowly inched backwards until her back pressed against a cold wall that caused her the hair on her skin to stand up. She leaned her head back against the wall trying to piece together what caused her to be in this situation

What happened?


APRIL 23rd 2015:

Kensi strolled into the NCIS building and sat down at her station and quietly opened her laptop. She typed in her password and waited patiently for the computer to start. Callen walked past as the computer let out two angry beeps announcing that the password was incorrect. "Forget your password?" He giggled reclining in his chair. She rolled her eyes and scoffed "No, I must have typed it in wrong," Kensi turned her attention back to the small laptop shining on top of her desk and retyped in the password. Again two beeps resounded from the device.

Sam silently took a seat behind his desk as she typed in her password a third time and received two beeps again. "Computer troubles?" he asked Callen who leaned forward placing his hand on the side of his mouth blocking Kensi from seeing his lips move.

"She forgot her password," Callen whispered loudly

"I didn't forget my password. The computer just isn't opening correctly." Kensi said aloud rolling her eyes in annoyance at the two boys

"So you're putting in the wrong password," Sam responded

"That's what I'm saying." Callen agreed, leaning back again in his chair.

She let out a sigh of irritation and slowly typed out the password again and hit enter, hoping the computer would open to the desktop.

"No," Kensi replied with frustration growing in her tone. "I'm putting in my password correctly, but the computer isn't unlocking."

The computer again beeped twice at her and she growled in frustration. Deeks placed a coffee on her desk as she slammed the top of the computer down. "Well, good morning Sunshine." He joked raising an eyebrow to Callen and Sam

"She-"

"Don't even say it" Kensi threatened, pointing her finger at Callen.

Eric let out a shrill whistle from the second-floor landing causing everyone to look up. "Ya know you have two amazing friends just 27 steps above you who can fix about…98.3% of all computer problems that you might encounter, right?"

"98.3%" Sam humphed "That probably includes your problem Kensi."

Kensi slowly turned her head in Sam's direction and took in a breath. Her tongue rolled across the inside of her cheek as she made a face showing her aggravation at his comment.

"Well anyways, everyone is needed in OPS so please…" Eric trailed off motioning to the stairs. Everybody started to move in the direction of the stairs. As Callen passed by Deeks, who still seemed confused, he said, "She forgot her password." Sam waited at the base of the stairs for Callen before the two made their way up together. "I did not forget my password." She shouted to the two trotting up the stairs.

Deeks looked down at Kensi's desk focusing on the computer, he squinted and then let out a sarcastic laugh. "Well yeah, your password isn't going to unlock MY computer."

"What?" She asked slightly peeved "I think I know what my laptop looks like."

"Umm, no you don't." He said opening the laptop and typing in his own password. He glanced back up at her before hitting enter to make sure she was watching. The computer took a few seconds and then revealed a screensaver of Monty with sunglasses on his snout. "Awe, look at that handsome guy."

She let out a huff in annoyance at the fact that Deeks was right. He chuckled and closed the laptop before walking towards the stairs. "I'll get you a nice sniper rifle sticker to put on your laptop so you won't mistake it for mine next time." Kensi followed close behind him and couldn't help but laugh at the comment.

"maybe you shouldn't have bought the same laptop that I already had," she replied,

"Um...no the problem is that you never personalized your computer." He retorted,

"I've personalized my computer." She shot back

"You need to Kensify it in another way besides leaving food stains and crumbs all over the keyboard."

She gasped at his comment as they entered into the darker room, she punched him in the arm for his comment. He hissed quietly in pain while rubbing his arm as the two stopped standing beside Callen and Sam behind a luminous table. Sam raised an eyebrow at the shaggy haired man rubbing his arm before returning his focus to the giant screen on the wall in front of him.

Granger walked in front and nodded to Eric who quickly pulled up a file onto the screen.

"These are documents of intel gathered through chatter about a new organization known as the Spades. From what we have collected this group deals with countless numbers of cartels, mafias, and other organization across the globe. Selling anything from guns to information to drugs to people. The Spades have been credited for many terror attacks in the Middle East, Russia, across South America and China" Nell explained.

"So they're like a super-bad-guy group," Deeks whispered aloud quickly before biting his lip after receiving a look from Granger.

"The Spades are under the direction of an unknown leader known only as Sparrow." Granger continued, Eric pulled up transcripts of intel with the word SPARROW highlighted throughout all of them.

"Nothing on the Darknet about this guy?" Callen asked receiving a response from Nell

"Nothing. We've been trying to uncover any information on him since finding his alias, but nothing pops up."

"That's why you've been brought here. Two of you will go undercover as arms dealers and work your way through the Spades frameworks to uncover the identity of Sparrow once brought to light there will be a joint operation with the FBI and DEA to topple the hierarchy within the group." Granger explained,

"So G., you ready to sell some guns," Sam asked nudging Callen in the arm.

"Actually Mr. Hanna." Hetty said walking into the OPS room "Ms. Blye and Mr. Deeks will be the two going undercover."

Both Kensi and Deeks couldn't help the shocked expressions cross their faces as Hetty continued. "You and Mr. Callen just finished an operation which crippled a local drug cartel's gun distribution."

"The Diamondbacks" Callen said recalling their last Op. Nell pulled up a picture of a Hispanic man onto the screen.

"This is-" Nell began,

"Javier Vuelvo, a lieutenant for the Diamondbacks, He was able to escape during our raid." Sam sighed recognizing the man on the screen.

"Exactly Mr. Hanna."

"I don't understand how the Diamondbacks fit in with the mission of uncovering the identity of the Spades leader?" Deeks said perplexed,

Nell pulled a few more documents onto the screen before explaining. "This is how you and Kensi will infiltrate the Spades. The Diamondbacks are the only group, that we know of, that have confirmed ties with the Spades."

"This isn't a whole lot to go on Hetty," Kensi said apprehensively as the information was spread out across the screen.

"I understand your reluctance to the Op, Ms. Blye, due to the severe lack of intel, however, this group, if left alone would be devastating to not only our country but to any country facing opposition to their governmental system in place. The Spades, from what we have gathered, have already increased their influences to major countries and areas like Russia, the Koreas, Mexico and the Middle East, causing more strife in those areas for local governments. I'm afraid if we do not stop this growing organization, they will become the most powerful and influential terrorist group across the globe with a never-ending network that will not be easily stopped."

Kensi nodded understanding the priority if the Op. Deeks nodded as well and leaned against the table. "So what's our angle?"

"Mr. Beal," Hetty said to the man in glass who quickly tapped on his tablet and caused Kensi and Deeks' faces to appear on the screen.

"Meet Natalya Volkov and Kyle Parsons. A lovely couple who met with a bang." He said he let out a small chuckle before continuing "Javier Vuelvo just so happens to be searching the market for a few new arms dealers ready to trade with his portion of the cartel."

"Blye. Volkov is a gun for hire and amateur arms seller. She has a strong hatred for the United States government and believes it needs to be destroyed. Deeks. Parsons is a dishonorable discharge from the marines for selling military weapons and equipment to the North Koreans, he is a professional dealer selling both high and low-quality products to any buyer on the black market willing to pay his prices. He has a vendetta against the United States Government and military for destroying his life after the army." Granger gave a short summary of both backstories before sliding two files in front of Deeks and Kensi. She opened the file and began scanning the contents carefully. "Study everything in that file until you know more about them than you know about yourselves. You have 72 hours before going under."

"What about Sam and I?" Callen asked

"Mr. Hanna and yourself will be their suppliers. Every two to three weeks you will supply them with a portion of the weapons and equipment while collecting any intel they uncover about the Spades and their partners. You will also be handling other Ops that need our expertise." Hetty explained

After the briefing, Kensi returned to her desk and began studying the file containing the new life she was about to live. Deeks stopped in front of her desk and placed his file on top of hers.

He raised one of his eyebrows and quickly scanned the room before whispering

"Am I the only one who feels a little apprehensive about this Op?"

She nodded and reassured him "As long as we match our covers to a tee and remain alert-"

"Fern, I know how to do an undercover operation. I'm asking if we are about to get in bed with a drug and terror group with almost no information to go on."

"These definitely aren't the most ideal conditions Mr. Deeks," Hetty replied causing him to jump and turn around to face her as she continued "but whenever possible Mr. Hanna and Mr. Callen will be nearby providing back up." She paused as he gave her a nodded in understanding. "I can ask another agent to become Kyle Parson if you don't-"

"No. I'm fine. I just- I-" He stuttered "I'll just be at my desk studying my file." He gave her a smile before lifting his file off of Kensi's and returning to his desk.

"Ms. Blye, a word?" Hetty asked walking towards her desk at the other end of the floor.

Kensi followed quickly behind and stood in front of her desk as she took a seat. "I have all the confidence in you two, in handling the mission ahead of you, and I believe that the two of you will reveal instrumental information against this organization. However, I want you to understand that at any point if you feel like you have been compromised or that the Op is going south, you are to abort the mission. This might be a top priority operation, but you and Mr. Deeks are more valuable alive than dead."

"Yes, ma'am." I said quietly


Kensi rolled impulsively as she realized she definitely didn't follow Hetty's instructions. Way to go Kens she sighed silently. Kensi stopped breathing for a moment when a metallic noise began to reverberate in the dark room. She quickly pushed herself onto her knees and then rose facing the source of the noise.

A door opened allowing light to quickly flood into the room. Kensi quickly took in her surroundings, making a detailed account of the small room she was in before focusing her gaze on the man standing in the doorway.

"Looks like someone's awake." He said stepping towards Kensi, she wasn't about to let him take her anywhere, at least not quietly. She quickly swung her arms like a club and connected to his jaw knocking him to the ground. She bolted out of the room, her eyes darted all over trying to search for an exit. Shit shit shit. She kept repeating in her mind, as her head continued to pound causing her vision to blur. Her eyes locked onto another door at the other end of the room and she made a b-line for it. Kensi's hands firmly clasped the cool metal sphere when she reached the door and twisted it. Her heart sank when the nob barely turned signaling it was locked. Shit. She turned back around looking for another exit, she saw another door to her left and ran towards it. Please be unlocked she begged as she arrived at the door and encased the handle in her hands.

"Shit." She hissed under her breath, she turned back around just in time to dodge a jab from the man who had regained himself from her blitz attack in the other room, a small trail of blood came from the corner of his mouth as he quickly threw his other fist into the side of her face causing her to fall to the ground. He propelled his leg out, hammering into her stomach. Kensi groaned in agony as pain flared through her abdomen. She tried to grab her throbbing side as the man pulled her up by the hair and hooked his arm around her neck pinning Kensi to his body. She struggled against him trying to break free. The man's grip tightened and Kensi gasped for air as her throat became closed off. She slowly stopped fighting focusing as black spots filled her vision. she gasped trying to breathe until she went limp in the man's arms.


Yeah, so that's the first chapter. I hope it is intriguing for you and that you continue on to future chapters.

For those who followed my writing for Endless Darkness, I know that it isn't complete and that it has been a very long time since my last update. I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN YOU! My problem is that I am a horrible writer pertaining to recovery after a trauma. In the real world, I am still struggling with my own recovery from a past trauma and have found some solace in writing...I have been staring at a half-completed chapter that I continue to change over and over for Endless Darkness and cannot seem to find the right words to describe the recovery since Darkness and Endless Darkness hit very close to home with me. But I will eventually write something, anything really, even if it is cut short to wrap up that sequel and give you an ending.

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