Chapter 2:
"What do you mean Deeks?" Kensi spat quickly,
"The fourth detective on the case was our very own Marty Deeks"
"Mr Callen, get your team over to Mr Deeks' place pronto and bring him in here for protective custody" Hetty said defiantly.
The trip to Deeks' place was a sombre drive, "I should never have taken him home" Kensi muttered to no one in particular,
"You didn't know Kens, none of us did,"
"But G, I left him!"
"Not your fault" Sam said gunning the charger along the freeway " Why do you think Deeks' didn't recognise Santiago?"
"Different eras, so many cops you can't know them all" Callen said, his yes betraying his emotions
"He's not answering his cell guys" Eric said to the all,
"But GPS has him at home, he could be asleep" Nell said hopefull.
The rest of the trip was in silence, the only sound heard was Kensi constantly redailling her partners number. The car had barely stopped outside of Deeks place before Kensi and Callen were out,
"Deeks!" she yelled barging in the front door, ignoring Callens criest to halt, "Please be here Deeks" she ran from room to room but his palce was empty, "He's not here!" She turned to Callen, panic evident in her voice
"Where's Monty?" Sam asked with his gun drawn
'I dont know" Tears were brimming the agents eyes as she searched for her partners beloved dog,
"Found him!" Callen called from the back room, Kensi turned to see Callen carry Monty out, blood oozing from his side, "He's alive but barely,"
"Guys, we have footage from Deeks' place, 5 minutes after Kensi left, a team of 6 entered, they wre in there for 10 minutes and then left carrying Deeks out," Erick said quickly,
"Vehicle?" Sam asked as Callen carefully laid Monty on the back seat while Kensi applied pressure,
"Late model black SUV times 2, no plates, we trying to pick them up on kaleidoscope but so far we got nothing"
"Keep looking Nell,"
"What's your next move Mr Callen?"
"Take Monty to the vet and then well gather at the boat shed to come up with a plan" Callen hung up the phone before his boss ordered them all the case, "How is he Kens?"
"Breathing is shallow but this mutts a fighter"
"Just like his dad" Sam said looking in the rear view mirror,
"Well find him Kens, I promise" Callen said looking Kenzi in the eye.
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Deeks had heard them coming, Monty had warned his owner of their arrival, what he didn't expect was so many, he had fought as hard as he could and took two down before the brunt of a gun came crashing down on the back of his skull, the last thing he saw was Monty going down in a heap before darkness.
Walking up slowly, Deeks head felt heavy, almost like someone had dropped a ton of bricks on his head, a dripping noise echoed through his skull and with blurry eyes he took in his surroundings. His hands were handcuffed above his head, his feet tied together, he was still wearing his jeans and shoes but his jacket had been removed. His grey shirt was soaked with sweat and blood, he knew he was feverish from the flu but the chill air cooled him. He was in a cell of sorts, no windows and no light, it was damp and cold. The room was bare of anything. Turning his head slightly he saw scratches on the wall, two looked like bible readings but he couldn't be sure, some were pleads for help and some were ramblings from a tortured soul.
"Not good Marty, definitely not good," he mumbled to himself. After what seemed like hours, the sooting chill air from before had become too unbearable for him to control the shakes. The door opposite him swung open, blinded by the light momentarily, he could finally make out the silhouette of a man, Deeks had a good look when he crouched in front of him,
"Hello Detective Deeks, the fun is about to begin..."
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At the boat shed, Kensi was watching the footage from Deek's place over and over again,
"Eric, we need everything the LAPD had on Victor, and I mean everything..."
"G, we tried, they not releasing anything"
"Mr Callen, need i remind you that this case is now personal," Hetty's face took over the TV screen,
"That's why we need to do this Hetty,"
"I cannot authorise it"
"That's ok, im due some annual leave"
"As am I" Sam supported,
"Pretty sure I am too" Kensi said defiantly,
"What you do on yoru own time is up to you of course. There is a package being delivered, we will call it a care package for your time off"
" Thanks Hetty"
"Oh and Mr Callen, bring our man home."
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Deeks mind was racing, the man that had come in was a face he had never seen before, he was the same height as him, he would have been handsome if a burn that travelled from his forehead down his left check and neck hadn't riddled his face, but the man that follwed him in and was currently dragging him down a hallway was vividly familiar although, Deeks fever riddled brain couldn't place him, he seemed an enforcer but Deeks knew he knew him.
"On the table Joel," Joel? Joel? That name is familiar but from where? "Marty, we have some questions to which we need answers, if I don't like your answers you'll be hurt, if I like your answer you'll be rewarded, the quicker you give me the information I want, the quicker you can go home, do you understand?" the whole time he was speaking, Joel was strapping Deek's to the table, his feet were bound and his hands strapped his side,
"Who are you?" Deeks finally spoke, he had a thousand witty comments but that is all that came out,
Chuckling quietly the burnt man leant over Deeks head, "My name is Charlie Mansfield,"
"Mansfield" Deeks mumbled quietly, that name was also familiar,
"Yes, my brother was Victor Mansfield, " at that name, Deek's eyes flew up, " Yes, he always was the more popular one, now question number one," Charlie smiled a sad maniacal smile, " Do you know where my brother is?"
Shaking his head, Deeks knew they would like his answer, "No"
Charlie signed and nodded at Joel, Deeks twisted his head around to try and see what was happening, it was then he noticed two more brutes, before he knew it, one was forcing his head down and the other forced a towel over his face, the cool water came hard and fast , he didn't have time to suck in a breath . After a few minutes, the water stopped and the cloth removed, one of the men turned his head so he could spew the water he had taken in, "Again I ask, where is Victor?"
"I don't know" Deek's gasped in as much air as possible knowing what was coming,
"Again Joel, do it again and again and again but do not let him die," and with that, Charlie left Deeks in the hands of the 3 brutes.
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