Lost and Found

Chapter 2

"You're my aunt"

Around them nothing had changed, people were still ordering coffee and meeting friends; they were chatting and going about their business as if nothing had happened. At the table in the back corner of the shop partly concealed with a large decorative pot plant the world had stopped if only for a moment.

"You're my aunt" the words hung in silence and everybody froze. Callen, Sam and Deeks tensed their gazes flicking between the two females sitting opposite of each other. Kensi sat, completely still simply blinking at the girl in front of her. It wasn't long before she shook her head her brow creasing,

"What's your name?" she asked gently as if trying to sooth a frightened child,

"Laura" the girl said simply her eyes not straying from Kensi's,

"Well I'm sorry Laura but I don't think you've got the right person. I don't have any siblings" Kensi said and there was the slightest change in her voice that the boys caught and most probably wouldn't have if they hadn't known her for so long. It happened, they had noticed, whenever Kensi spoke around her family. Not that it happened very often she tended to avoid it like the plague.

Deeks observed the young girl in front of him with curiosity. He was relieved now that they had discovered that she wasn't a threat. When Kensi had rung them to alert them of the tail she had picked up the men had been on high alert and he hadn't managed to keep the worst possible situations form his mind. He could see a vague resemblance the girl held to his partner. She too had brown, curly hair and an olive complexion. Deeks was dragged out of his thoughts as Laura spoke,

"That you know of" she said and Kensi frowned slightly. Callen watched the junior agent carefully. Family was not a light topic for her and it was something they had in common. Callen watched intently and visibly watched as Kensi pulled up the walls that shielded her from the unknown her eyes becoming distant and losing their normal spark. Protecting herself. Protecting herself as she had learned to since her fathers death. Callen wondered if they knew the whole story of her father's death not to mention her mother whom they knew nothing about. Kensi sighed,

"I'm sorr-" but Kensi was cut of mid apology,

"You're Kensi Blye your father died when you were fifteen and your mum left when you were about six. She left when you were at school and she was supposed to be picking you up but she didn't" Laura recited and Kensi's brow quirked in surprise.

A fleeting image flickered through Sam's mind. A small girl in a wrinkled school dress, because Kensi would not have been the type to stay out of the dirt, sitting on the side of the road her backpack, much like the one's his own children had, strapped to her back. They were all forced to focus back on Laura though as she continued,

"And then she had my mum" Laura said quietly her voice quiet like Kensi's had been not moments before. The latter woman sat rigid the frown still contorting her face and she didn't speak.

There was a long silence and it was Callen that broke it knowing that Kensi was the most confused of all and that she needed a moment to process what was going on. He knew how it felt to have let go of the idea of family. To have let go of the dream of that bond between family that can't be replaced no matter how hard you try. Sure, you could make your own family, yes, you could pick your own brothers and sisters and right now his were in the same room. And he knew that if he lost any of them he'd hardly survive. Losing them was not an option. When he'd learned about Amy his world had been turned upside down. Callen could only hope and pray that Kensi got to meet her sister. That Kensi's sister would still be alive and well and wanting. But why was her daughter here?

"Why don't we get out of here, go back to the boat shed" he said gently and Kensi turned towards him with a hollow expression before she slowly nodded. Deeks stood up and Kensi slipped out of the booth and walked out of the busy coffee shop unable to hear anything but the deafening thuds of her own erratic heartbeat and feeling nothing but the nausea swirling uncomfortably in the pit of her stomach.

Chapter two.. I know it's very short and nothings really been explained yet but I wanted to get a little more up,

hope you liked it regardless and would very much love you all if you took a second to send a review,

Thanks,

Nina

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