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Callen was sitting in the backseat of the black SUV waiting for the other party to exit their vehicle. "You sure she'll show?" he asked, Agent Blake smirked but didn't speak. "There's one thing you need to remember about Blye," Agent Carter paused to catch Callen's face at the drop of a name, "never question her actions, cause no matter what, she will always have your back." "Blye, huh," Callen mused over the name, "so is there anything else I should know about Miss Blye?" he asked watching the drug dealer they were meeting, exit his car, leaving 4 out of his 6 bodyguards in his two silver sedans. "Only one thing, she has the tendency to think outside the box," Agent Blake stated as she shut her door. Agent Carter initiated the conversation with the drug dealer, with Callen and Blake standing behind, off to the side.
Kensi parked around the corner to the meet, in her recently acquired older ford F100, winding down her wind she whispered a command to the German Sheppard cross on the back of her Ute. The dog jumped of the Ute and crept up the hill, Kensi wound up the window and glanced at the large bull bar and silently hoped it would be strong enough. Her instructions had been simple, create a diversion so that they have the edge over drug dealer and if possible kill or maim as many bodyguards as possible. Her plan had seemed a lot easier in her mind and a lot less dangerous and crazy. She turned the key in the ignition and started to drive forward. Kensi put her foot on the accelerator and sped around the corner. Eying her target, she pressed the accelerator flat to the floor and directed the Ute toward the two silver sedans. Her sudden appearance and speed gave nobody any time to react, allowing Kensi to be able to drive straight toward the sedans without the bodyguards even having the time to jump from the cars. She glanced at Callen's startled face before bracing herself and forcefully crashing into the sedans. The impact threw her forward, with her hold on the steering wheel kept her from smashing through the front window but it did thrash her back against her seat. Kensi blacked out almost instantaneously.
Callen had been waiting and was beginning to think Blye wasn't going to show but his gut told him that she wasn't like that and if she didn't show up something bad must have happened. The sound of screeching tyres broke his thoughts. Startled he watched in shock as the Ute drove full force into the sedans. He instantly thought of her, surely she would go to that degree to create a diversion, right? He wondered. But the looks on Agent Carter and Blake confirmed his suspicions. The drug dealer rushed to the car, closely followed by the three CIA Agents, he ordered his bodyguards to check his other bodyguards and opened the Utes door. Callen stood in shock staring at the women lying awkwardly in the Ute seat. He was speechless at the women behind the gun, shocked that she was the person who had his back lately and stunned at her exquisiteness. He took a moment to take her all in, from her blood covered dark wavy hair that fell motionless down the side of her peaceful, pale face to her blood stained top to the gaping wound on her left thigh. She was nothing even close to what he had expected, she was so much better. He hoped he wasn't portraying just how much feared for her life. The bodyguards angrily came back from the two sedans. One quietly told the drug dealer that two were dead, one seriously injured and the other with some broken bones and other minor injuries. Callen watch the bodyguard shift the blood mattered hair away to feel for a pulse. "Got a pulse sir," he grunted, Callen let out the breath he didn't realise he was holding, as the drug dealer looked at her as if wondering what to do with her. "She with you?" the drug dealer asked Agent Carter directory. Callen waited for a response unsure of what it would be, if Carter said no the drug dealer will shoot her on the spot but if he says no, he'll drag her into this too and she might still get shoot. "Yeh, she's with us," Agent Carter decided only to have the drug dealer and his two bodyguards draw their guns and hold them to each of the CIA agents head. The silence was broken by the quiet groaning of a waking Kensi. The moment he made eye contact with her, he knew she was different; she was like him, haunted by the past and hiding behind a façade.
A/N: I'm not entirely happy with this chapter.
Also the dog is mainly just in for a scene I have in mind later