The last scene with Eleanor in the first chapter was actually written with more detail, but after reading the guidelines to post here, I had to altar it a bit. I know this is dark subject matter, but I had to assume that at some point in his career, this would be a case that Deeks would have deal with as a detective. Only one review so far, but I'm not letting that deter me.

WARNING: This story has a strict rating. It involves talk of rape and pedophilia and there may be some very mature scenes that involve them. We also get into some violent torture in the coming chapters.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own NCIS: Los Angeles or any of it's characters.

CHAPTER 2

After a restless night of sleep, Deeks showered, dressed, and headed out the door of his cover's apartment. The ground outside was still damp from the storm the day before. As he approached his cover's beat up old Honda, he saw a familiar man leaning against the passenger side.

"Hey there, Danny." Richard greeted him with a smile on his face.

Deeks looked at him confused. "I thought I was meeting you at..."

Richard cut him off. "No, no." He shook his head. "I couldn't risk giving out the actual address of my little operation. I thought I'd take you in myself."

Deeks, playing his character, lashed out. "So after all this time you don't trust me? You little fucker. I thought we were good man." He said.

Richard smiled. "We are good, that's why I'm trusting you with my daughter. Some of the other guys have been too rough with her, treating her like scum, but I know you'll treat her right and make things as pleasant as possible for her while we're filming." He unlocked his Mercedes and motioned for Deeks to join him.

"Look, I'd really feel comfortable bringing my own car." He replied.

"Well, I wouldn't feel comfortable with that." Richard shot back, giving him a stern glare. "I'm giving you an amazing opportunity here. You finally get to live out your sexual fantasies and you'll get paid to live them out. You and Eleanor are going to bring in a lot of subscriptions and money. It's win win for both of us." Speaking sternly he said, "Now get in the car."

Deeks knew that he didn't have a choice. He had to go with Richard. He had no way to inform the LAPD though. They would be set up outside the address he had given them as planned. He felt for his phone in his pocket as he sat in Richard's car. He glanced at Richard, who seemed to be watching him closely. There was no way he could call LAPD or even text Bates to let him know that there was a change of plans.

As Richard drove, Deeks made a mental note of each turn, each street. He recognized the area Richard had driven them to. It used to be a large auto park, with several different car dealerships. As the times had changed and the surrounding neighborhood had changed, the dealerships had all either closed or relocated. His father had actually worked at one of the dealers as a mechanic briefly, during one of his sober periods.

Richard pulled into the lot of one of the old buildings and parked in an attached auto garage. Most of the windows of the showroom had been boarded up from the outside, so there was little natural light inside the building. Deeks was led past a large office that looked to have been two offices at one point. It was filled with computers and servers and had a techie at one desk who didn't look all too different from Eric. The only difference between this techie and Eric was that he wore a pair of actual pants instead of the usual cargo shorts that Eric preferred.

"This is where our product reaches our subscribers. Dave there, makes it all happen." Richard explained. "We've got a full network setup that's untraceable, something about the IP address rerouting every so often and such. I'm not going to pretend to know how it all works."

The showroom was where it all happened though. Deeks followed Richard in and saw it set up with a couple different filming sets, each with several different sets of chains in them to secure the main focus of the videos on various items and in various poses. Along one wall away from the sets, there was a table with props and tools on it. Richard had a full camera system set up with a sound system as well.

In the center set, Eleanor was chained to a twin bed naked. Her brother was behind her in a metal cage that hung from the ceiling. He too was naked. Deeks could make out the bruises that covered his body, giving a clear idea as to the extent of abuse he had been experiencing in his young life.

Deeks mustered all his strength just to keep himself together. Seeing the kids like that infuriated him, but he couldn't afford to snap now. He had to get through this so that hopefully, he could help these kids and get Richard behind bars.

A man walked up to Eleanor with a needle and Deeks watched him inject her in the arm with it. She winced a little when the needle punctured her skin, but a few moments later, she went limp and looked dazed.

"Some days we have a few other kids here, but I thought we should just take things slow since it's your first day and all." Richard said to him. "You and Eleanor seemed to take a liking to each other anyways." Richard walked over to the table where the props and tools were on it. He grabbed a strange metal device. It reminded Deeks of the device that Sidorov had used to force his mouth open as he drilled into his teeth and gums and he shuddered when those memories came back to him. "I'd like to get some video of you cumming in her mouth, if that's possible. This device will force her mouth open so you can get it in easier. Plus, it keeps her from biting...unless you don't mind the biting."

The man had a vile smile on his face as he spoke and it almost nauseated Deeks. He mentally repeated to himself, "You are Danny Briggs, you are Danny Briggs, you are Danny Briggs." He forced a mischievous grin. "Yeah I'd like that, but first I, I uh...I need a minute to prepare myself. I've never done this before. I mean, I've thought about it a lot, but never thought I'd be able to actually fulfill this fantasy of mine, you know?"

"Ah yes, of course." Richard pointed to a doorway on the right side of the showroom. "There's a bathroom down that way. Go and get yourself prepared. You can leave your clothes and things on the table in the bathroom."

"Thanks." Deeks headed off towards the bathroom, knowing full well that he couldn't take his clothes off and walk back out there. He remembered his phone in his pocket as he stepped into the men's room, pulling it out quickly. He dialed Bates' number and got no answer. It seemed that Bates was always MIA when he needed the man the most. He dialed again, this time planning to leave a detailed message of his whereabouts, but he was interrupted.

"Hey, who you callin'?" Richard's henchman asked.

Deeks panicked and hit the end button on his call. "Just checking my voicemail." He lied.

"Rich..." The man started to call for Richard when Deeks sucker punched him and pulled him into a headlock, squeezing his arm around his neck tighter and tighter.

The man fought Deeks and managed to elbow him in the gut. He was forced back and winded for a few seconds. The man then turned and charged him, forcing him against the wall. His phone flew from his hand, crashing on the floor. Deeks managed to free himself and went for his phone, which luckily had not broken when it hit the floor. As fast as he could, he typed in his agent in distress call to ops over at the Mission. If Bates wouldn't answer, surely Eric would see his signal and send the team after him.

The man charged him again, tackling him against the floor. Before he could react again, he felt a quick prick in his neck and saw the man pulling a needle away. His eyes started getting heavy and his vision blurred. Only a moment later, he was limp and could barely focus. His breathing labored and he was oblivious to the voices around him.

"What happened in here, Goose?" Richard asked from the doorway.

"He was callin' somebody." Goose answered. He hated the nickname, but didn't think it was the right time to argue with his boss about it. He tossed the phone up to Richard.

Richard checked the last call on the phone. "It says here he was calling his Dad." Why on Earth would he be calling his father at a time like this?

Dave, Richard's techie walked up behind him. "Hey boss?"

Richard turned, facing him. "What is it?" He snarled, clearly upset with this new turn of events.

"I finally finished running the full background check on Danny that you asked for yesterday." He replied. "It looks like he only exists on paper."

Richard turned back to Goose. "Chain him up in one of the sets. I want to question him." He turned back to Dave and listened as he explained what he found upon running the background check.

Everything looked legit on paper for Danny, but there was no history for Danny and after digging further into his prison time, the whole story for Danny fell apart. "I think he might be a cop." Dave said before getting back to his office.

Eric sat in ops checking the background of a perp that the team was looking into when a monitor popped up and beeped on his computer. He knew it instantly as an agent in distress signal, but it was from a number he was unfamiliar with. Immediately, he called Hetty and the team up to ops.

"What is it Mr. Beale?" Hetty asked. She stood in front of her line of agents, wondering if there was some new information in regards to their current case.

"I just got an agent in distress signal from an unfamiliar number." He replied, pulling the number up on the big screen.

Kensi instantly recognized the number. "That's Deeks." She shot out quickly. When everyone gave her a questioning look, she added in "He gave me the number of his cover's burn phone in case I had any emergencies and needed to contact him."

"But why would he contact us? Shouldn't he contact Bates?" Sam asked.

"Do we even know what they've got him working on?" Callen also asked, looking at Hetty for a possible answer.

Hetty shook her head in dismay. "Unfortunately, LAPD is never very forthcoming in the details pertaining to their cases. I'm not sure what our Mr. Deeks has been tasked with. I can only assume that since he is hailing us, perhaps he could not get in touch with Lieutenant Bates."

"I just did a trace on the phone's last known location and it was just outside the old auto park in Palmdale." Eric informed them.

Hetty turned to her team. "I'll see if I can get in touch with Bates. In the meantime, get a team ready. We may have to save Mr. Deeks ourselves." She said.

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