Hetty sat at her desk with the phone to her ear. She nodded and responded in one word answers. Sam watched her every move. She spent time writing down bits of information. This was not a conversation she wanted to be having and Sam sensed her discomfort from across the bullpen.

Kensi and Deeks came in babbling about the movie they had watched the night before. Their playful banter got under Sam's skin this morning and he was sure his mood had to do with Hetty's phone call.

As Hetty hung up her phone she made a grimace of emotional pain. It was always the same when one of her family came up missing. She turned and realized that Mr. Hanna watched her. Her brain ran on over drive. She motioned for Sam to come over to her office and he looked to the others, got up and came over. "Sit down please." When he sat she broached the painful subject. "Mr. Hanna… we have a problem."

Sam knew that before she hung up but what or who was the problem. He realized that his partner was not in yet and that was never a good sign. Callen may have been given an assignment that didn't need his help but that hardly ever happened. "What's going on?"

Hetty gave him the look that showed how really worried she was. Her brow was knit in a knot of confusion. "Was your partner working on something? Was he working a case that would take him to Arizona?"

It was Sam's turn to look confused. "Not that I know of and he'd have shared that with me. I knew he was heading to Vegas to meet a friend. Why?"

Hetty became more confused about why Callen would be in Arizona, but more concerned as to his current whereabouts. "The Aston Martin he likes to drive was found parked next to route 40 east of Kingman, Arizona. It doesn't have a scratch on it. It looks like he pocketed the keys and walked away from it. Do you know who he was meeting in Vegas?"

Sam stomach began to churn. This is not like his partner at all. Sam was confused. Didn't G always tell Hetty where he was going and wouldn't he tell her who he was meeting in Vegas? He hesitated a moment before answering her question. "He was meeting Stringfellow Hawke. The two of them became good friends after the case we worked with him. He's actually gone to String's cabin with Sara and Gretchen. I'll go and call String."

Hetty was still concerned. "See if my nephew would like to help with this. Would you be so kind as to talk to Sara first though and see if she has heard from him? Thank you Mr. Hanna."

Sam got up to leave but turned to look at the diminutive leader. "What do I tell the other two?"

Hetty looked up and over to the couple who sat going through their cold cases. "Leave them to me. Go see Sara and then call Hawke." Sam nodded and headed off.

Hetty stood and moved into the bullpen. Both Kensi and Deeks looked up to see her coming towards them.

Simultaneously they greeted Hetty.

Hetty smiled at them. "I have a job for both of you. I need you to go see Sherriff John Ramos. He is the Sherriff of Kingman, Arizona."

Deeks sensed her worry. "What's in Kingman, Arizona?"

"Mr. Callen has left the Aston Martin on the shoulder of Interstate 40. The Sherriff says it had been there two or three days before someone reported it to him. It looks like Mr. Callen pocketed the keys and walked away. At this time it is assumed that he had been in Las Vegas with Stringfellow Hawke prior to walking away from his car. We need to make sure of that."

Deeks, being the detective asked the pertinent question. "Is the car still on the side of the highway? If not, is the crime scene tape still up so that we can examine the area?"

Hetty didn't know about the crime scene tape. "Unfortunately the car had been towed before they checked it over. Then when the mechanic said there was nothing wrong they began looking for Mr. Wolinsky. Go have a look at it and while there poke into things. I have a feeling that things are not as they seem."

Deeks and Kensi got up and grabbed their "go bags." The SRX had been gassed last night and they left for Kingman right away.

Nora had left me alone in the bedroom after helping me to the bathroom. She was going to warm up some soup for me and then fill me in on what I couldn't remember, which was everything. I couldn't remember what kind of car I drove or what I was doing on the highway that night. I couldn't remember living here, never mind being married or owning a home.

When she came back to the room she told me we'd been married six months and that her dad and brother lived nearby. We lived in a nineteen-fifty style ranch house that had been built in a subdivision that had never been completed. Our home was one of two on the street and the other was a mile down the road. She also told me that I had lost my job at the truck depot two months ago. I had been coming back from a job interview when I had my accident. My Toyota Corolla had crashed into a rock face off the side of the highway. I had a few bumps and bruises and I was unconscious. The doctor had said it was alright to bring me home after he checked me out.

All the time she was talking to me I watched her face. Her reaction told something was off but that never seemed right. My brain had fuzziness to it and my thinking was muddled. After eating I had this uncontrollable urge to go back to sleep and Nora said it was because I hit my head real hard. I didn't care why; I just needed to sleep. As I nodded off I felt her pull the blanket up over me and touch my face in an affectionate manner, but it felt like she was afraid to touch me. I didn't think of that until much later.

Sam wanted to talk to Sara in person. Telling her that G was missing hadn't been something he'd want to do over the phone. He pulled the Challenger to the curb across from G's house and noticed the car in the drive; Sara was home. That was a relief.

He got out of the car and walked to the front door and rang the bell.

Sara came to the door, opened it and was surprised to see Sam there at ten fifteen in the morning. "Good morning! Come on in the coffee is still on, can I get you a cup?"

G's wife is no slouch, she knew something was wrong. "No...No coffee. Can we sit and talk?" Sam led Sara to the couch and had her sit. "There is no good way to ask this….Have you heard from G in the last couple of days?"

Sara's face turned ashen and Sam could tell she was rattled. "No. He's in Vegas with Hawke. Why are you asking me this?"

Sam took both of her hands in his. "When do you expect him back?"

Sara was shaken. This is not how time away with a friend was supposed to be. "He's not due back until Saturday. Sam, what is going on?" She was close to tears now.

Sam looked around the home of his best friend. He remembered a time when there was nothing in this house. Callen had come so far in his life. He had a lovely wife and daughter; there was furniture in his home and love. He had learned to love and to really be happy. Sam looked back at Sara. "We're not really sure. The Aston that G drives was found on the side of Interstate 40 east of Kingman, Arizona. It looks like he parked it and walked away from it. Kensi and Deeks are on their way there now to talk to the sheriff. We'll keep you up to date with the search. My next job is to call Hawke."

Sara perked up at that. "Call from here. Maybe someone stole G's car. Maybe he went somewhere with Hawk." Sam realized that she was grasping at straws but he was ok with calling from here.

Sam took out his cell and dialed Strings number in the mountains. He wasn't sure he'd get through on the cell but he had to try.

String picked up on the fourth ring. "Santini Air. Hawke speaking, how can I help you?"

Sam hesitated a moment. "String this is Sam Hanna. Is G there with you?"

String was surprised by the question. "I left him in Vegas four days ago. I got an emergency call for a job and had to go. He said he was going home. I actually saw him drive off. Why do you ask?"

Sam had hoped it was going to be easy like Sara had hoped but it was not to be. "A sheriff in Arizona found his car parked at the side of I-40. Nothing wrong with it, just parked and the keys were gone and G had walked away. Hetty would like to know if you'd help finding him."

"What exactly does Aunt Hetty want me to do?" String had walked to the closet where he kept his cello and now walked out his front door to the dock. Sam could see Tet, his faithful dog, at his heels.

Sam knew what String would be doing. "Call her and ask. I'm heading for Kingman, Arizona to find my partner. Talk to you soon." He hung up.

Sara's face had become a mask of concern and fear for her husband's wellbeing. "He's not there?"

Sam shook his head no. "I'm going to look for him. Eric is looking for his cellphone GPS. We will find him. If you need anything call Michelle, as a matter of fact I'll call her now. She'll be here before you know it." He punched his home number into his cell and spoke to Michelle. She was packing and would be there in twenty minutes. "I've got to go now and talk to Hetty and then I am leaving for Arizona. I'll call with any information we get. I promise."

Sara nodded and tried not to cry. "I'm holding you to that Sam." He hugged her once and left.