My name is Special Agent Blake Harper… I was born in Vladivostok to a Russian mother and an American father who was CIA. I don't remember much of my life in Russia. I was five when my mother disappeared and my father was killed. I know I spent six months in an orphanage until the day that my Matushka (Little Mother) came to take me to America.
I know my birth name was Darya. Matushka changed it to Blake when she took custody of me. I'm not sure if Harper was my father's name or not. With Matushka sometimes it's better not to ask. You don't always get the truth even when you do.
I was fifteen when I first met G Callen. He was sixteen when Matushka brought him home. By now I was used to her bringing home special children as she called them. There was Grace and Hunter before him. Neither stayed long, as they soon went off to live with adoptive families. I was the only one who stayed.
My first thoughts about Callen was that he was a pain in the ass. He was always getting into trouble and really didn't like me much. That was fine because I didn't like him either. His favorite thing to call me was brat. Ok I have to give that one to him I really was a brat at the time.
I was also an over achiever. But who wouldn't be with Hetty Lang for a mother. Ok so she never officially adopted me but she did raise me as if I was her own. I was sent to the best schools in Los Angeles, took dance music lessons. Studied martial arts and self-defense, was taught to shoot and was on the school rifle team. I traveled the world on school breaks and spent time around world leaders as well as celebrities. And yes before you ask I even had my own horse.
What I didn't realize at the time was that Hetty was grooming me to become the perfect agent. By eighteen I was a CIA agent. By twenty eight I had moved to NCIS along with Hetty when she made the switch. I've mostly worked alone and have spent the majority of my career undercover living a lie.
If you ask me now do I regret any of it I'd say not really. Yes there are moments I'd like to relive, things I do different. Like right now I'd like to go back and erase that day that my world literally blew up. But as I sit here and look down at my newborn daughter I'm reminded of many things I wouldn't change for anything.
Now back to the story. It was four years ago that I dropped in on the Office of Special Projects. Oh I'd been here before many times. Worked several cases with Hetty's alpha team and did my best to annoy Callen as much as humanly possible without pushing him to go postal.
Ok there was that one case where I may have accidently set his pants on fire, but it wasn't like he was wearing them at the time. Oh well live and learn. And laugh as Callen tried desperately to explain to Hetty how he lost a pair of five hundred dollar pants.
So where was I? Oh yes I had dropped in on the OSP for a little visit.
"Oh come on G admit that you were scared."
"Not gonna happen Sam."
"Oh yeah he was scared." Said Kensi laughing.
The team stopped dead behind Callen wanting to know what was up with their leader.
"Do you mind not sitting there?"
"No I don't mind at all."
Deeks looked around the rest of the team to see a rather beautiful blond sitting at Callen's desk with her feet propped up on it.
"Damn it Blake get your feet off of my desk now." Yelled Callen.
Sam simply laughed and moved to his own desk. Kensi went and sat at hers stopping to give Blake a fist bump.
"Blye what's shaking?"
"Right now Callen."
Everyone looked at Callen to find him standing there with his hands in fists almost vibrating.
"Oh come on Callen chill out."
"Who is she?" asked Deeks.
"That is Callen's worst nightmare."
"What a woman who isn't interested in him?" asked Deeks catching on to the teasing.
"No to the biggest pain in the ass." Said Callen thru gritted teeth.
"Now Mr. Callen play nice or else." Said Hetty on her way past the team.
"Another new partner Kens?"
"Yeah looks like this one is sticking around."
"Not funny Kensi. You know you love having me around."
"Deeks this is Special Agent Blake Harper. Blake Detective Marty Deeks LAPD."
"How did you get stuck with a cop?" said Blake.
"Hetty."
"Ah yeah that explains it."
"Hey I'm sitting right here." Sam shook his head at Deeks.
"Don't mess with her Deeks she's Hetty's daughter."
"Wait Hetty has a daughter?"
"Adopted." Answered Blake.
Deeks really didn't know what to say. No one usually did when they learned this fact.
"Blake at least take your feet off my desk."
"Oh fine, such a drama queen."
"And you're still a brat."
Blake picked up her bag and moved it to the couch before walking past Callen.
"Yeah but I'm your brat." She made sure to smack Callen on the ass on her way past causing him to jump. This got Sam laughing so hard he almost fell off his chair.
"I like her." Said Deeks. This got a glare from Callen.
"How long is she here this time?" asked Callen moments later as he sat down at Hetty's desk.
"Oh I don't know." Hetty leaned back in her seat. "Blake had an operation go south, really south. She barely got out alive. The director thought it was a good idea for her to take some time."
"Does she have to take that time here?"
"Oh come on Mr. Callen I know you really like her."
"Yeah just about as much as I like getting shot."
THAT NIGHT
"Ok so explain to me why Callen doesn't like Blake?" Asked Deeks as he and Kensi sat eating burgers and watching tv.
"Ok so basically what I know is this. Hetty took in Blake when she was a little girl. She raised her as her own daughter."
"And Callen fits in where?"
Kensi moved to sit facing Deeks with her legs curled up on the couch. "So I guess Hetty took in Callen when he was a teen. Blake was for a better word spoiled growing up and I guess Callen didn't like her at all. Blake for the most part loves to bug Callen."
Deeks laughed. "So where is she based?"
"Everywhere and nowhere."
"Huh?"
"Blake goes where she's needed. Works alone and mostly undercover on long term assignments."
Kensi smiled at Deeks when he lay his hand on her leg and didn't move it. "Blake is what they call a pretender. She basically has been trained to become anyone or anything."
"Wow."
"I met her when I first came to work her. She was partnered up with Renko for a few cases."
"Wonder why she's here now?"
"Don't know. Sometimes she stops in for a visit. After all Hetty is her mother."
"Yeah that is just weird."
Kensi leaned back and moved her legs over Deeks lap. Deeks went back to watching the tv but kept moving his hand up and down Kensi's leg. It had been less than a month since Kensi and Deeks had been undercover as husband and wife. Kensi had to admit she liked the fact that they had stayed close afterwards. Deeks for his part had gotten more touchy feely with her. He hadn't tried anything yet but Kensi hoped he might just make a move at some point.
LOCAL BAR.
Blake sat at the bar drinking a beer and eating a burger. She was watching the game on the tv. She didn't respond when Callen sat down next to her and ordered.
"So you want to tell me what happened."
"Was sent to Tokyo to look into a human trafficking case." Blake said. "A friend of Sec Nav was on vacation there with his family and the youngest daughter was grabbed."
Callen drank his beer and waited.
"I went undercover as a buyer for a wealthy Russian business man who was looking to acquire some new entertainment."
"How long were you there?"
"Almost four months until I made the right contacts. Finally found the girl and six others. Got them out and put twelve members of the trafficking group in the ground but not before I took a bullet in the side." Blake lifted her shirt and showed Callen the still healing scar.
"Hetty said you almost didn't make it."
"I covered the girls till the local authorities could get to them then I went back in to finish things. Those girls were all under fifteen."
"You need a partner."
Blake finally looked at him.
"Not gonna happen anytime soon."
"How long are you staying?"
"No idea. I'm technically on leave for another month." Blake shrugged. "Going to spend some time doing paperwork and maybe some training."
"You staying with Hetty?"
"No she set me up with an apartment close to the Mission."
Callen knew by the way Blake was acting that what went down was bad. Not much rattled her but this one had.
"I have a house now."
Blake looked at him and laughed. "Seriously you got a house."
"I stayed there as a kid for a few months. My foster sister died and Hetty arranged for me to get the house."
"Ok this I have to see." Blake ordered them another round.
"Sure I'll show you the house soon."
"Hetty blames herself for what happened. She's the one who sent me."
The rest of the evening was spent catching up and swapping stories.
KENSI'S HOUSE.
It was almost midnight when Deeks decided he should go home.
"It's late Deeks you should just stay here."
"I don't know Kens."
"Oh come on you have clean clothing here you should just stay."
Deeks looks at the couch then back at Kensi. Finally Kensi puts the lights out and moves to the hallway. She turned and looked back at Deeks.
"Oh come on we've slept in the same bed before."
Deeks swallowed hard and followed Kensi to the bedroom. Yeah he was going to hell but what a trip.
Kensi came out of the bedroom to find Deeks in the bed shirtless. Oh man this was a mistake a really big mistake. Kensi slowly got into the bed and turned to look at Deeks.
"You ok there Deeks?"
"Yep I'm good. Just fine and dandy." He said as he looked up at the celling.
Kensi laughed and put her hand on his arm. Deeks jumped. "Oh come on I don't bite."
"Not funny Fern."
"Or maybe you want me to bite."
Deeks jumped up and got out of the bed. "Ok I'm gonna go sleep on the couch before I do something I'm going to regret."
"You'd regret sleeping with me?" Kensi said looking hurt.
Deeks ran a hand over his face and went back over to the bed.
"Ok Princess I didn't mean it like that."
Kensi refused to look up at Deeks.
"Ok let's just get some sleep and tomorrow we can figure out where this is going."
Kensi nodded and lay back down turning away from Deeks. Deeks got back into the bed and did the only thing he could think of he pulled Kensi into his arms and fell asleep.
