A/N A belated birthday present for Vivian xx

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"Nothing at the moment just take some photos and follow her." A male voice replied.

The man in the car just shook his head, he was not a fan of these games, but he would follow orders. Hopefully, they would let me do something more hands on. He looked forward to that; it was after all where his skill set was.

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It didn't take long for Sam and Kensi to get there, a quick nod to Nell to make sure she was safe in her car. They pulled their guns and went into the apartment and checked it out to make sure it was clear. Just like every apartment, Callen had lived it was practically empty of furniture. There were only the essentials, or what he believed were essentials anyway.

"Where are you G?" Sam whispered he had to people with a certain skill set. It wouldn't have been easy to take him down. "Nell." He spoke as soon as she walked in.

"He's not here is he?"

"No, I need you to go back to the office, so you and Eric can find and go through any video footage. We need to know when he was taken and any other details you can give us." They needed something to work with, anything.

"Right, I'm on it."

"We will find him, Nell." Sam wouldn't rest until they had his best friend back.

She forced a smile and headed back out, she had a job to do. Whatever she felt had to be put on the back burner for now anyway.

"Forensics are on their way. Let's go and meet his neighbours." Kensi smiled at the thought of Callen being neighbourly, invited to barbeques and birthdays.

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Hetty sighed as she placed the phone down. So far none of her contacts knew anything about Agent Callen's kidnapping. There was no doubt he had a lot of enemies, but usually, there was some kind of chatter especially if it was a government agency or if another country was involved. Did this mean it was more personal? He didn't have much of a life outside NCIS, and the people he cared most about were here. Had it been on an undercover mission and someone was hurt, a member of the general public?

She looked up and watched Nell head up the stairs. It was going to be hard on her, but Hetty was happy to see the determined look. They all had each other's backs no matter what.

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Eric looked up Nell walked on, his hands froze on the keyboard. He wished there was something he could do to help her personally. "I... I've started to look through some of the footage. There is a lot to go through. Are you..."

"Let's get started." When she first arrived Nell always believed that the two of them would end up together, time passed and nothing. If one of them had made a move things would be different. She'd started to work with the others, and it all began to change for her. Callen had started to teach her how to use weapons, she smiled at the memory. She could feel his hands as they touched her body as she aimed. Those certain movements made sure everything was done correctly. Those delicate fingertips seemed to be tattooed onto her skin; her dreams from that moment on had changed. After that, her feelings for him grew. What if Nell had lost him before they even had a chance? It couldn't end like this, there had to be more to their story.

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Callen coughed blood dripped from his mouth. His whole body ached. He could barely see out of his eyes as they had swelled up so much. What had he done to this person? Why didn't they just tell him?

''Ah, Mr Callen they've finally found out your missing. The beautiful Miss Jones was the one that found out. She looked upset as she called for the rest of your team."

"What do you want?"

"Once again, I don't want anything… well, your suffering is a must, of course. What will it take to break you?"

"You can do whatever you want to me."

"Yes, I believe I can, and you will suffer, and it won't get me what I want. I need to step it up."

Callen struggled, even more; he didn't like the sound of this. He didn't want anyone else hurt because of him. "What the hell is this all about?"

"In good time my friend. I think maybe I should meet some as the other people you are close too."

"Stay away from them. I promise if you–."

The man laughed. "You're not in a position to promise anything. Which one as your friends shall we invite over?" With that, he left laughing with Callen as he desperately tried to break his bonds and swearing behind him. It was music to his ears. He pulled the cell from his pocket and dialled "Grab them, I think it's time to step things up."

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Hetty walked into her house and closed the door. She knew that someone would call her as soon as they'd heard anything. It had better be soon.

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Eric sat down on his sofa. He held his cell phone, and his finger hovered over Nell's number, with a deep breath he pressed it. He had to make sure she was okay.

"Hey, Nell." He spoke as soon as she answered

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Kensi dropped her bra onto the pile of clothes and then walked into the shower. She reached out and turned the knob so the water went as hot as it could. She rolled her neck trying to ease the tension they had to find Callen

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Sam was still at work in the gym. Every punch was harder as his anger built up. A flurry of punches followed. He was going to hurt whoever had his best friend and if Callen was... He couldn't think that way G was going to be fine, he's a survivor

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"Nell, Nell." Eric's voice echoed from the phone that lay abandoned on the floor.

TBC