(Special Ops Centre)
Kensi POV:
"This is Allison Deeks. Detective Deek's sister."
"What?" I blurted out as soon as Hetty said the words. Both Hetty and Allison looked at me in amusement and Callen looked just as shocked as me. I couldn't believe that Deeks had a sister I didn't know about. We had been partners for over two years. "There's no way Deeks has a sister."
"I always hoped I was adopted." Allison teased with a smile and Hetty chuckled a little at her comment. Finally getting over my shock, I looked at the young woman in front of me sceptically. Now that I looked at her I could clearly see the similarities between her and Deeks. They had the same blue eyes and cheeky smile. Even their hair was similar, although Allison's was a little more brown than blonde. She looked back at me as if evaluating what she saw. Noticing my staring at her, she quirked an eyebrow at me.
"I'm sorry." I finally said, after snapping out of my own thoughts. "It's just that I never knew Deeks had a sister."
"I'm not surprised. He's probably jealous that I'm so much cooler." She joked with an amused smile. Hetty playfully hit Allison on the arm and turned back me and Callen to clear up the confusion. Callen and I shared a confused look at Allison and Hetty familiar attitude towards each other. It wasn't normal for us to see our operations manager so friendly with someone outside our little family.
"Mr Deeks felt that it was safest for Allison if no one knew of her relation to him. With his undercover work our detective has made powerful enemies that could use Allison as leverage, so he never told anyone of her existence. In addition, some of Allison's own work is classified." Hetty explained to both of us.
"Classified?" Callen asked the two mysterious women. Allison and Hetty shared a secretive look before turning back to us.
"Classified. It means confidential or secret, Mr Callen."
"You're a NCIS Special Agent who doesn't know the meaning of the word classified?" Allison joked. "That doesn't speak well of our nation's security."
"I'll have speak to the Director about that." Hetty added, making both Allison and I laugh and Callen glare. Without adding more on the subject of her job, Allison pivoted on her heel and started making her way over to the stairs that led to the technical room of the operations centre. We all looked over to her with interest but she ignored out questioning looks. She lifted two fingers to her mouth and Hetty sighed and blocked her ears, apparently knowing what was coming. Suddenly, an ear piercing whistle sounded and I had to cover my ears. At the sound both NCIS Technical Operator and Intelligence Analyst Eric Beale and NCIS Intelligence Analyst Nell Jones ran to the banister at the top of the stairs in surprise and confusion. Both of the analysts looked at Hetty to answer their unasked question but Allison spoke from the bottom of the stairs before the operations manager could explain.
"Just thought I'd see how you like it." Allison explained to the confused pair. Hearing Allison's voice, Eric followed the sound to the dark blond haired girl and a smile broke out across his face. As he ran down the steps and looked back up at Nell, who was watching Allison in confusion. Eric reached the last step and wrapped his arms around the girl's thin waist and spun her around while she giggled in delight. I was the only one who saw Nell's face contort in jealousy.
Allison POV:
I giggled as my brother's friend spun me around in his arms.
"What are you doing here?" Eric asked me as he finally placed me back down on the ground. Once my head stopped spinning from the twirling, I punched him in the shoulder. Hard. "Ow! What was that for!?" he cried as he rubbed the place that I hit.
"For not telling me my brother was God knows where!" I exclaimed with my eyes narrowed into slits. Eric held his hand up in defeat and I sighed and hugged him again because even with all of this going on, it was still good to see him. Someone cleared their throat behind us and I turned to greet the short red head that had appeared at the banister with Eric.
"Hello." She said nervously and a little angrily. I smiled at her in friendly manner. "I'm Nell Jones."
"Allison Deeks." I introduced myself and her eyes widen in surprise. She looks at Eric for confirmation and when he nods she looks at Hetty who also nods.
"I have a question." Kensi says and I turn to look at her. I can see why my brother likes the tall brunette. Even though I just met her I can tell that despite been stunning in the looks department, she is insecure, strong and confident all at the same time. Her eyes hold both the innocence of immaturity and the wisdom of someone who had seen and done things that scar you emotionally.
"Go on."
"I understand how Hetty know you, she's Hetty. She does know everything." She states truthfully. "But how is it that Eric knows who you are and I don't?"
"Oh, we met by accident." Eric answers her.
"Eric and Marty surf together and normally they do it at one of the main beaches, because Marty knows I hate surfing at the main beaches." I start but stop when the audience looks at me in confusion. "Tourists." I defend myself.
"But this one morning, we headed down to this secluded little spot like an hour outside of Los Angles and who should show up but Allison. Deeks had no choice but to introduce us." Eric finishes explaining how we met. Everyone nods in understanding and I feel the question I've been wanting to ask since I got here bubbling up inside me.
"Now that that's settled, can someone please tell me what the hell happened to my brother?"