Week 10, Day 2
We got an official call from Hetty today. The team is working a case that involves terrorism and has ties here. For the first time since I left, I get to interact with the team again. It's an amazing feeling to work with them. I just wish that she'd send one of them over here!
Granger and I had to go out to visit a pair of undercover agents posing as Hawala lenders to see if we could track the money being sent back and forth from LA. Fortunately I could leave the burqa behind and pose as a young man. I'm mad as hell though that I was left with Agent Farrad while Granger got to back and VIDEO CONFERENCE with the team. I think I even scared Agent Farrad a bit... It was my chance to see Deeks again - and livid doesn't even begin to describe how I feel about missing that. But the case comes first... always. I'm starting to really hate the rules.
Week 10, Day 3
Had to wear the God-awful burqa again today. I guess the advantage is that it disguises the weapons and tactical gear... With further intel we were sent to assess a supposed medical clinic. It was a tough call to determine whether or not it was worth the raid. Granger made the final call and we went in. And of course, it was the right call. The place had no medical equipment, and we found pipe bombs, detonators, explosives and cell phones - as well as a ledger. I was able to translate enough to know what it is but that was it. Maybe I need to work more on my Pashto.
I even got to briefly communicate with Eric to get his help to ID the terrorists. Even the little things make a difference.
I guess Deeks figured that since we were working together (albeit from a distance) a bit of communication was ok. He sent me a picture of himself dressed to the nines. He cleans up really well! (Not that I mind the beach bum look, as much as I give him grief over it.) I didn't get to indulge in enjoying it at the time (we were in the middle of the raid) but I'm going to be looking at it every time I need a lift. Which is often...
Week 10, Day 4
I finally got to teleconference with the team. I know it's only been a few days, but knowing Granger got to see Deeks and I didn't has been killing me. But of course, fate intervened again. Deeks was with a witness at the time and I didn't get to see him. Granger gave me crap over rushing to fix my hair, and didn't seem impressed with my explanation of helmet hair. He's probably just jealous that he doesn't have enough hair for it to matter... jerk.
It was nice to see everyone - Nell, Eric, Callen and Sam. I asked them to at least make sure to say hi to Deeks for me. Yeah, I can do so myself with the sat phone, but if I hadn't said anything they'd know something was up. But damnit, why couldn't he have been there too?! I miss him.
I watched the news later on, and was reassured that everyone got out safe. They stopped the attack, and that's what matters. I watched intently on the off chance I might get a glimpse of Deeks - but he's too smart to get caught on camera. I finally gave up and sent a selfie back. Who knows when we might be allowed to communicate like this again? Then I ended up crying myself to sleep. When did I get so goddamn emotional?