Delta Deeks AU
By honus47
What if Deeks happened to be a member of the delta team that rescued Sam and Callen in the season 6 episode 5 Black Budget. This is strictly AU
AN - I own nothing of NCIS LA. I do, however, like to play with them like so many others.
AN2 - This story would have just been a pile of words without the help of Ohbuddy66 and nherbie. You all should read their stories. They're both great writers. With that, on with the show.
Chapter 1
Hetty had just poured herself a soothing cup of tea and was getting ready to take a sip when Assistant Director Granger sat down in front of her.
"Hetty." Granger said.
Hetty replied, "Owen".
"I have good news from Sec Nav," Granger says.
"What might that be?"
"It seems that the team after Callen and Sam are NOT the Delta team we thought they were. It's a group of well trained mercs after Milton. The real Delta team is due to land in Pendleton in about two hours. They're with a squad of marines who have just finished a mission in Afghanistan. Sec Nav has contacted their CO and asked the Delta team leader to call me as soon as he is off the plane. Until then, we're tracking Callen's cell phone. It looks like they may be on the move to the outskirts of town, so I'm going to head in that direction and wait for the team to call me. " Granger stood up and said. "I'll talk to you later." as he walked out of the building.
Hetty gets back to her cup of tea and watches Agent Blye for a minute, thinking she needs to find her a partner again. Since Dom was killed there have been several temporary agents filling in, but none of them fit. Agent Renko fills in when he's available, but he's gone again. Yes, she needs to keep her eyes and ears open for a suitable replacement.
As soon as Granger crossed the border his sat phone rang. He didn't recognize the number so he assumed it must be the Delta team leader. "Assistant Director Granger," he said into the phone.
"Assistant Director Granger, this is Lt. Gordon of Delta team Duster. My CO asked me to call you on a matter of great importance. How can we help, sir?"
"Lt. Gordon, I have two agents trapped in an adobe house in Mexico by a group of highly trained mercs claiming to be Delta team Duster. I will be close to them in 30 minutes. I would like you and your team to give NCIS a helping hand and get our agents back. I have secured you a ride on a helicopter out of Pendleton. What do you say Lt. Gordon? Are you in?"
"Of course we are, sir. Give me the coordinates and we'll be there within 30 minutes."
Once the chopper dropped off the Delta team, it took off again. After the loud chop of the rotors receded, the team could hear a lot of shooting going on. Heavy arms fire by the sound of it.
"Deeks!" Lt. Gordon hollered.
"What's up, Lt?"
"Check out the firing and tell me what you see."
Deeks went to his rifle and used his scope to see what was going on. He saw two men with tripod mounted .50 cal machine guns laying down a terrific amount of fire into the adobe house. Three others stood unloading their rifles into the house as well. There looked to be a leader on a phone also.
"Lieutenant, that house ain't gonna last much longer with those .50's firing. It's starting to look like swiss cheese."
"How far, Deeks?" Lt. Gordon asks.
Deeks looks through his scope one more time and says, "A little under 1500 meters. I'll say just short of a mile, Lieutenant."
"We won't make it in time." Granger says.
"Well then", Lt. Gordon says, "we'll have to do something about that then. Right? Deeks! What do you say? Clear shot?" Lt. Gordon asks.
"Piece of cake." Deeks replies.
Granger looks a bit skeptical and voices his concern. "You expect that man to take out 5 guys from this distance? Almost a mile?"
"Sir, the snipers you know are rabbit hunters, Deeks hunts monsters. Watch and learn, sir."
Deeks unlimbers his rifle and Granger notices it's not standard issue for snipers. He asks Deeks what it is.
Deeks tell him, "It's a semi-auto M107 .50 caliber LRSR. It shoots a 750 grain hollow point shell through a 29" barrel. Made by Barrett. I have it fitted with a 10 round box magazine. My scope is a Bushnell Elite Tactical."
All the while he was talking to Granger, he was getting ready to shoot. He watched the smoke from the guns down below and it was going straight up. No wind. Good for shooting. Deeks looked into his scope and decided to go for the big guns first and then the others. He took several deeps breaths to settle himself down and then he pulled the trigger six times. All 6 shots were away before the first man fell over dead. The sixth and final shot was for the man on the phone. He shot him in the leg - and even from this distance, the damage was severe. He couldn't tell for sure, but it looked like his leg was gone. Deeks slowly got up and broke his weapon down and stored it in its case.
Granger looks through his binoculars and then looks at Deeks. "Who ARE you? Why have I never heard of you before now?"
"I've been in the Delta teams since I passed the California bar and realized I didn't want to sit behind a desk. That was 12 years ago."
"You're a lawyer too?"
"Yes, he is," Lt. Gordon says. "And I think he may be going back to that shortly. His re-up papers came through the other day and he figures he's all done with traveling all over the world. He wants to go home and put down some roots."
"And where is home?" Granger asks.
"Los Angeles." Deeks says.
"Hmmm," Granger thinks.
The team crawls into Granger's SUV and heads to the house. When they pull up to the front, they see Callen tying off the leader's leg so he doesn't bleed to death. The team gets out of the SUV and looks around to make sure there are no more bad guys to watch out for. They all meet again at the front of the house where Granger and Callen are talking.
"Callen, Sam, this is the REAL Delta team Duster." Granger introduces them. Lt. Gordon looks at Callen.
"Thanks." Callen responds.
Lt. Gordon nods to Callen and then looks at Sam, "SEAL, right?"
"Yes." Sam acknowledges with a nod.
Lt. Gordon quips, "We always seem to need to help you life guards out."
Callen looks at Sam and Sam has a smirk on his face. "So," Callen says, "who took out the shooters?"
"That would be Sgt. Deeks." Lt. Gordon claims.
"We didn't hear anything. Just how far away were you?" Callen asks.
"Just up the road about a mile," Deeks claims nonchalantly.
Callen looks at Sam and just shakes his head.
"I couldn't believe it either, but I watched him do it," Granger admits. "He had all 6 shots off before the first man fell."
"Where did you get your training at?" Sam wonders aloud.
Lt. Gordon answers before Deeks can. "He could shoot like that before he enlisted. He's really something. With any weapon he has picked up he seems to be an expert with it."
"I would like to buy you a drink," Callen says. "How about tomorrow night? It's Friday and the whole team will be out for drinks."
Deeks was the only one that had no plans for Friday night, so he said he would be there. Right now he had to go back to Pendleton and be debriefed and take care of his weapon.
Friday morning finds Deeks rolling out of his bed to a clear sunny day. Thoughts of those papers on the dining room table laying heavy on his mind. His enlistment is over this time next week and he's still undecided if he wants to give it up. He's not getting any younger and he really does want to put down some roots. After all, he owns his own house, and it's on the beach. For the past 12 years he has been putting his pay away and he never was much of a spender, so there's quite a chunk in his savings. He has automatic withdrawal to pay his monthly utilities. He never really dated a lot. There was one lady he saw on occasion but it was just for drinks or dinner. Nothing serious, though. She was a D.E.A. agent the team got out of a Turkish drug ring.
As he looks out the patio door window, he notices the waves. Oh, they look nice, he thinks to himself. Away he goes with his surf board. He spends the entire day at the beach and before he knew it, it was time to get ready to go see Callen and Sam.
As he walks into the bar, he lets his eyes adjust to the dim lighting and then he sees Sam over in a booth motioning to him to come over. Wow! It went from a couple of people to a small crowd. As he gets to the table, Sam stands up.
"Grab a chair, Deeks." After Deeks sits down, Sam introduces everyone. "Deeks, this is our tech analyst Nell Jones; beside her is her partner in crime Eric Beale, computer genius. You know Granger. This lady is Henrietta Lange, our operations manager, and finally this is our other agent, Kensi Blye."
As he reaches out to shake her hand, he looks into her eyes and all the air was sucked out of his lungs. In all his days, he has never seen beauty such as hers, and thought to himself, I'm in so much trouble.
Kensi shakes Deeks hand. She had noticed his tight, well fitting jeans when he first stepped up to their group. He's wearing a dark blue button down shirt that shows off his muscles very well. But his butt. It was perfect. She was sorry he had sat down so quickly. His eyes; it's like drowning in the Pacific. And then he smiled. Oh Lord, I'm in so much trouble, she thought to herself.
"So Sgt. Deeks, Lt. Gordon told me you were thinking about getting out of the service. Any news you care to share with us about that?"
"Well," Deeks says, "I've called a few law offices looking for employment and it sounds like there is one that would like to talk to me Monday. I want to put down roots now. I'm getting tired of running all over the world. It gets old pretty fast after 12 years."
As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Hetty's eyes lifted and she looked at him. The gears started turning. I wonder, she thought to herself. I think he would get along nicely with Agent Blye if the looks they were giving each other were any indication.
Callen says something to Hetty in Russian about trying to recruit this man. She answers back that she was thinking of that very thing.
And then Deeks says in perfect Russian, "What would I have to do?"
They both look at him with their eyes wide and mouths open. "How many languages do you know?" Hetty asks.
"Seven." Deeks says, "and two I can get around in."
"Mr. Deeks, I would like to talk to you before you go to that law office Monday. Could you do that for me?"
"Sure thing Ms. Lange. What time?"
"It's Hetty, and how about 0700?"
"It's a date, Hetty!"
"Cheeky bugger." Hetty muttered under her breath.
During the course of the evening he ended up sitting side by side with Kensi. They were talking back and forth between the two of them. Everyone else at the table noticed and were very surprised. Every once in a while she giggled. And are they holding hands under the table? Kensi just didn't interact with people like that.
Hetty picked up on Ms. Blye's reaction to him right away. He's the one, Hetty thought to herself. If I can get him to join NCIS, he will be her partner. I can see great things coming from that partnership.
Monday morning finds Sgt. Deeks sitting in front of Hetty at the Mission in his dress uniform as he has to catch a military hop from Pendleton to Fort Bragg for discharge later. Hetty had explained the job offer to Deeks and as he was thinking about it she opened a folder on top of her desk. Hetty pulls out the paperwork and Deeks notices it being already filled out. "You only need to sign it Sgt. Deeks. I took care of the rest. You will need to go to FLETC and that takes about 4 months but in your case, I think it may be closer to 4 weeks. Your plane leaves next Monday after your discharge is done with if you decide to sign up." Deeks slid the paper in front of him and looked it over and without hesitation, he signed it. "Welcome to NCIS, Agent Deeks." Hetty replied.
As Deeks bids Hetty farewell, he notices the rest of the team has arrived so he ventures over to say hello.
Hetty sips from her freshly brewed cup of tea and notices how the team interacts with Deeks. Sam keeps looking at all the ribbons on Deeks' uniform. After a few minutes Callen and Sam wish him well and head to the gym for a workout. She notices Agent Blye and Sgt. Deeks talking. She sees Deeks tuck Kensi's hair behind her ear and then his hand rests on the side of her face longer than it should. What surprised Hetty was the fact Kensi didn't grab his hand but instead, a red flush crept up her face. What happened after she left Friday night, Hetty thinks?
Just a few minutes later, Deeks was leaving to head to Pendleton and Hetty noticed that Kensi walked him to the door.