Detective Marty Deeks gets sent undercover with the LAPD and it's a case that will haunt him for the rest of his life. For this case, he'll become someone he's never had to become before. This started as a one shot, but when I started getting up to 15 pages, I decided to make it chapters. I hope to post every few days, but that all depends on if and when I can get a break from chasing my toddler around.

WARNING: This story has a strict rating. It involves talk of rape and pedophilia and there may be some very mature scenes that involve them.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own NCIS: Los Angeles or any of it's characters.

CHAPTER 1

The shaggy haired detective pulled his hood over his head as the rain starting soaking into his clothes. He walked through the dark alley, lightening the only thing leading his way as it flashed every other minute. It had been a while since Los Angeles had a storm so ferocious, but the rain was much welcomed in the midst of a drought the city had been in all summer.

Detective Marty Deeks was in dire need of a drink, something to take away the anguish and terror of his latest undercover case for the LAPD. He knew from the beginning that this would be a case that would stick with him forever, something that would always haunt him as the years went on. He found his way to a neon sign in the alley and stumbled into the back entrance of a local bar, ordering whatever beer was on tap.

Deeks had been undercover with a man suspected of operating a kiddie porn operation. His name was Richard Pierson, a husband and father of two, who was a prominent volunteer in many community organizations and who worked on the board of education. His family was the picture perfect family, but as Deeks came to know over the last couple of months, they were far from picture perfect.

Deeks was undercover as Danny Briggs, an ex con who was volunteering at one of the same organizations that Richard volunteered for. He was doing community service after serving a year in prison for a drug charge. Through the organization, he was able to get close to Richard and one night, Richard had invited him out to drinks.

Drinks soon blossomed into a friendship and Deeks, or Danny, began to open up to Richard, telling him that he had done drugs because it helped to ease his sexual tension and frustration. Richard wasn't sure what he meant, so he had elaborated, telling him that he had a strong pull towards children. He knew it was wrong to like children, to feel attracted to them sexually, but he couldn't stop the feelings he had and that's why he started using drugs. It eased everything and helped him fight his attraction. That's when their friendship seemed to change.

Richard began inviting Danny over to his house for BBQ's and to watch football games and watched to see how he interacted around his kids. Deeks couldn't imagine lusting over a child, but that's what his cover called for. He had to lust over Richard's kids.

Deeks could handle being a junkie, a homeless man, a womanizer...but Danny was basically a closet pedophile and that was something he wasn't sure he could handle.

As time went on, he began to notice that Richard seemed to favor his daughter, Eleanor. She was eleven and blossoming early, as her body started to change. She had flowing blonde hair and deep brown eyes. Richard gave her a lot of affection and he touched her in ways that Deeks thought was inappropriate for a father. Of course, he never voiced his thoughts. He had to pretend to like it and even partake in some inappropriate touching himself.

Richard's son, James, was seven years old and no matter what he did, it never seemed good enough for his father. Deeks witnessed Richard yelling at his son several times and even hitting him. Those moments always brought him back to his own childhood and the abuse he took from his father. It took a lot for him not to lash out at Richard for what he was doing to that poor boy, but saving Richard's kids from him was not the case. The case was to bring down Richard and his operation.

Richard's wife, Deana, was a sweet woman, but she was also very submissive. She had a sadness in her eyes, but she always wore a mask to hide it and she always forced a smile. She was the perfect housewife. She did whatever Richard asked of her without question and always had dinner on the table by 5PM. Deeks was amazed at how she could keep a house spotless, despite having two children in it.

One day when Deeks had been over, Richard asked him if he was looking to make a little extra money. He said he had a little side job that he was looking to recruit new talent for. Then he had asked Deeks if he had ever been on camera. Deeks had said he was always looking for extra money and that he hadn't been on camera before. Richard told him that he had the face of an angel and could help make his little side job pull in a lot of extra money and that he could get in on a good cut of it. He didn't explain that day what the job was, but today, he had a pretty good idea as to what the job was.

Today, Deeks was a part of something he never wanted to experience ever again. Today, he left Richard's wishing he could crawl in a hole and whither away for not being able to stop what was happening. Today, he was a pedophile, a monster.

At Richard's earlier that afternoon, Deeks had gone down to the basement with Richard and Eleanor. It was set up like a sex dungeon. There was an old couch on one wall and a bed on the other with handcuffs on either side of the headboard. There was a table with sex toys on it and other various items. After taking in his surroundings, he knew right away that the basement wasn't Richard's base of operation. There was no camera equipment. No, the basement was for his personal use, or so he assumed.

He told Deeks to have a seat on the couch, so he sat and wondered what was coming next. Richard looked at his daughter and told her to go and sit on his lap. She went over to him and sat. He then instructed her to do to Deeks what she usually did to him, the thing that always made him feel better after a hard day.

Deeks instinctively jerked his body away from her when he felt her tugging on his belt. Inside, a panic came over him. She had pulled the belt loose and was slowly unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. He tried to breath slowly and control himself. While he could only assume what she was about to do, and each assumption was only worse than the next, he knew that he couldn't stop her. His instinct was to put an end to this, beat her Dad to a pulp, and save her and her brother. Unfortunately, he wasn't Deeks today, he was Danny Briggs...closet pedophile and Danny Briggs would not mind what was about to happen at all. He'd been fighting his lust for children for a long time and this would be a dream come true for Danny.

Eleanor had reached her hands into his boxers. He felt her little fingers and knew exactly what was happening. He looked her in the eyes, not seeing any emotion in them. She was almost like a robot, doing a task she had done many times before. "It's ok, I do this for lots of Daddy's friends." She had said to him. Because he was Danny, he had to pretend to like it.

When she was done, Richard had said that the two of them seemed to be very comfortable with each other and that that was the last thing he needed to see before officially offering a job to him. The two of them would be working very closely together. He gave Deeks an address and told him to meet him there the next day to start work.

When Deeks had left Richard's, he had called Bates and told him what had happened, what the little girl had to do to him. He had wanted Bates to send someone in to pull the kids from the home, but Bates wouldn't do anything. He had only told him to focus on the overall mission. So, Deeks gave him the address Richard had given him and told the LAPD to be on standby to raid the building once they were all inside.

Now Deeks sat in the bar, drinking the day away. He felt so dirty and gross. He felt like he should have been able to do something, to help Eleanor and James, but he couldn't risk blowing his cover when he was so close to stopping Richard and putting an end to his kiddie porn ring.

He wished like hell that he could talk to Kensi. She always had a way of making him feel better. Now that they were a couple, it made it harder to be away from one another, though technically, he wasn't all that far away from her. He was only across town. It was best that they didn't risk calling or texting though. He pictured her face and her smile and somehow that helped just a little bit. He was dreading what the next day would bring.

I apologize for any typos. I did proof read, but I know I'm not perfect. Please review and let me know you're thoughts. Thanks!