Deeks, Kensi, and a 13 year old Fernie were all sleeping soundly in their beds. It was the night before New Years' eve, and the team was planning to get together tomorrow with Fernie, and Sam's family as well. Everything was perfect. Until...
"Deeks." Kensi whispeared. "Deeks" Kensi shook him after he didn't wake up her first attempt. "What?" Deeks asked turning over.
"Did you hear that?" Kensi asked him, looking around. "No. I was asleep." Deeks said as he rubbed his eyes. "What did it sound like?" "Like, I don't know, a small crash." Kensi replied.
"What kind of 'small crash'?" Deeks asked.
"Ahh!" Fernie shrieked. "Mom! Dad!"
"I'm coming, honey!" Kensi hurried out of bed and grabbed her gun. Deeks did the same.
"Fernie!" Deeks screamed as they entered Fernie's room. "Fernie!"
"Deeks. Window." Kensi breathed as she pointed with her gun to the window. Deeks' heart stopped at what he saw. The window was open, and the curtain was swaying in the breeze. It looked just like a movie. Except it wasn't. It was real. Fernie was gone, and they had to find her.
"Deeks." Kensi's voice broke. "She's gone." Deeks pulled her into a hug as they began to cry.
"She's gone." Kensi cried. "She's gone."