A Night To Forget

Summary: Something bad happens to Kensi while Deeks is out. A lot of Max Gentry in this one.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except the characters created in the darkness of my mind.

A/N 1: This story is dark. Not like the ones I have previously put out.

A/N 2: I rated this story M as it hints at rape, male and female. You've been warned

A/N 3: A special thanks to nherbie for making sure I dotted my I's and crossed my T's. Also for keeping me on the straight and narrow.

Chapter 3

A few hours after falling asleep in Deeks's arms, Kensi slowly wakes up. She feels so safe and protected in his arms that she wishes she could do it forever. She looks at him so sound asleep and sees his nose twitching and she knows he's happy. But once he wakes up, it will all change. They're looking for the men that did this to her and he won't be happy until he finds them. She wants him to find them and make them pay but she doesn't think he will get to them first. He's only one person, while LAPD and NCIS are so many who are also keeping their eyes open for any leads. She settles back down in his embrace and waits for his baby blue eyes to open. She needs him now more than ever to get through the next few days. Shortly thereafter, Deeks comes up from dreaming and the first thing he sees are her mismatched brown eyes and the love reflected there. There isn't anything he wouldn't do for her to ensure her happiness. "G'mornin' Princess. Did you sleep well?"

"I actually slept dream free Marty, all because of your arms around me. Holding me . . . protecting me . . . loving me . . ." And she catches his lips with hers for a soul catching kiss that took the wind from Deeks's lungs. Never had she kissed him like this before and he can't help but wonder at the depth of her love for him. How deep it goes is unbelievable. He knows at that moment what he wants to do. "Kensi Marie Blye, I love you with everything I am. You are my everything. I want to be with you for eternity and a day. Will you marry me?"

Well, Kensi is simply stunned. Her mouth is opening and shutting like a fish out of water but she knows what she wants to say. "Oh YES Marty! A thousand times yes!" And then gives him another kiss to make the other one look and feel like a kiss from his grandma.

"I was going to ask you after I got home from Kip's last night but circumstances changed that a bit. I have a ring at home I bought when we first met at the MMA gym. I knew at that moment that there would never be anyone else in my life but you." And then there's a whole lot more kissing going on.

The day passes rather fast and at nightfall, he tells Kensi he has to leave and check on some leads he got last night. As he tells her, her eyes grow fearful, not only for him, but for her also. How is she going to make it through the night? After thinking that, Nell peeks her head through the door. "Hey, you guys decent?"

"Nell, it's a hospital. Of course we're decent." Kensi retorts.

"Hetty told me that I could stay with you tonight as Deeks has some business to attend to."

Deeks sees Kensi's eyes warm up and the fear leave them. Good, he thinks. Maybe she'll get through the night without any nightmares. He gives Kensi a kiss and tells her to behave and he would see her in the morning or later that night. It all depended on how things turned out. And left the room for the nurses' station to retrieve his leather jacket. As soon as he slips it on, Max is back.

Deeks heads to the nearest greasy spoon he can find for something to eat. He thinks it's going to be a long night. After eating, he grabs a cab and heads back to the seedier part of LA and starts looking for Monkey to see if has found any leads. He finds him around midnight and gets some good news.

"I think we found 'em Max. A girl found me this morning and told me her mom was renting out a room to two scared looking guys for a couple of days. They told her they would only need to be there for that long and then someone was going to pick them up." Monkey says. "They match the descriptions of the guys you're looking for."

"Who was this girl Monkey?"

"Stella. She hooks on the side to feed her drug habit. She stays at her moms place over on 3rd st. She can use the money."

"Well, Monkey, you give me the address and if it's who I'm looking for, she's a $1000 richer."

Monkey gives Max the address and thinks to himself, those two guys better have their wills made out. He's never seen Max like he was when he told him about finding them and then shivers.

The first thing Max thinks of is he's going to need help to get those two guys. He right then knows who to ask. The BaƩz cartel. He did an undercover op in that cartel many years ago and left under good terms. Time to earn some street cred and give them something to think about. He heads for the bar those guys hang out in and when he gets there, he sees there are quite a few of them drinking and openly doing what looks like cocaine. He sighs and enters. As soon as he enters, he heads for the bar and gets himself a bottle of beer and looks around for the person he needs. He spots him over in the corner with a couple of muscled up thugs he uses for body guards. He takes a pull off the beer in his hand and says, "Hey Miguel, how are you doing?"

Miguel looks up and stares at Max for a second or two trying to remember where he's seen him at before and then it hits him . . . "Max! You dog! What brings you back to the old neighborhood? Looking to get back in to the business?"

"Nah, I'm looking for a little help with a couple of guys. I just wondered if you had some guys available for a little handy work."

"What kind of work do you have Max?"

"I need to get a couple of guys that are holed up at a place over on 3rd. St. Normally, I would take care of the problem myself but I need to take them alive. BUT . . . before you say yes, let me just tell you they're Feds, they work for the CIA. Once I have them, they won't be seen again."

"Max, I remember you always were a little crazy, but CIA Feds? Are you loco?"

"Miguel, they raped and sodomised the girl I plan to marry while I was out looking after some business. They're going to pay."

"Well Max, I do owe you from that time with the cops so, how many guys do you need? And what are you going to do to them?"

"Unless you really need to know, I would rather keep it to myself. Plausible deniability as they say. Suffice it to say, an eye for an eye." And then he looks Miguel in the eye and Miguel shivers. He knows Max and how crazy he can get and he crosses himself. It's best he doesn't know.

"I'll give you my four best guys. How soon do you need them?"

"Now," Max says. "But I have no wheels tonight. Do we need to steal a car?"

"No Max, I have a car you can use."

So Max and the four guys head over to the address on 3rd St. that Monkey had given him and he tells the guys, "I need to take them alive. They are going to get their comeuppance a little later tonight. Something I'm going to enjoy watching." And they see the wolfish grin that comes to his face and they wonder to themselves, who is this guy?

Max knocks on the door and Stella answers it. "Hi. Can I do something for you?"

"Are you Stella?" Max asks.

"Yes, do I know you?"

"No. My name is Max Gentry and Monkey told me you knew where some guys I'm looking for are hiding out."

"I do. They're upstairs in a room my mom rents out. Monkey told me they were worth $1000. Is that so?"

"If they're the guys I'm looking for, I'll pay you tonight. Can you show me where they are now?"

"Sure. Follow me." And she heads for a stairway. She leads them to the second room down the hall and they can hear a television playing. This is the room she tells Max.

"Thanks Stella. We'll take it from here." He turns and asks, "I need one of you to knock on the door. If they open it and see me, they're going to run."

The smaller of the four comes forward and raps on the door while the others stand on the opposite side of the opening door to prevent anyone from seeing them. Jack Simon answers the door and asks, "Is there something I can do for you?"

Max pushes the door in with force and the guys with him fly through and take the two inside without any problem. "There sure as hell is something you can do for me. Gentlemen, gag and zip tie these assholes. We're going for a little ride." Before they leave the house, Max peels 10 $100 bills off a roll and gives them to Stella and then tells her, "You never saw us and you have no clue where the two men went. Understand? I don't want to have to come back here to have a talk with you." She nods rapidly, already planning her next score, and then they leave the house.

As they throw Jack and Sabatino in the back of the car, Max tells them that he'll drop them back off by Miguel but he would like to use the car for a bit longer.

The leader tells him that would be fine and gives him an address where to drop the car off at.

After Max drops the guys off by Miguel, he heads for a gay bar called the Golden Palomino. The place is a haven for deviants and thugs. One of them owes him a very large favor and it's time to collect. As he parks in front of the club, he notices all the cars in the lot. It looks like a packed house and he ventures in to the club. He stands by the door for a bit looking for the person he needs to see and then spots him dancing with a very good looking guy. He nonchalantly walks over to Bruce and taps him on the shoulder. "Hey Bruce, I need to talk to you. It's pretty important."

Bruce looks up and sees Max and again thanks his lucky stars for meeting the man. He thinks about the incident that Max saved him from years ago and the color drains from his face. Thanks to Max, he still stands up to pee. "What can I do for you Max?"

"Bruce, I have a couple men in the back of my car who raped and sodomised my future wife. I thought it only right that they would go through the same experience she did. So, are you and a few guys up for a little romance with some assholes?"

Bruce smiles widely, a little something crazy showing up in his eyes as he says. "Oh, most certainly Max. Bring them around back and I'll let some people know about the party getting ready to start."