Thanks for the reviews. Here we continue from where we left off. Deeks is still being tortured. Let's hope the team can save him.

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. This chapter and the next few deal with torture.

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

CHAPTER 4

Richard moved behind Deeks and pulled his head back forcefully. Goose approached him with a thick plastic pipe in hand. He forced his mouth open, shoving the pipe in hard. He choked for a moment as the pipe hit the back of his throat. Goose wrapped tape around it and secured the tape to either side of his mouth, keeping it in place.

Goose then walked over to the table, grabbing something that was made out of leather. Deeks couldn't tell what it was until the man got closer to him and started pulling it over his face. There was a hole in it, which he placed over the pipe before securing the rest of the leather over his whole face. It conformed tightly as he pulled it around his head and secured it in the back.

Deeks started breathing hard and fast, terrified of what was to come. His eyes were covered and he couldn't see anything. The tight leather was starting to make him feel claustrophobic.

Richard continued holding his head back. "Maybe this will make you talk." He said in a devilish tone. He motioned to Goose, who had lifted a watering can to the pipe. He tilted the can and water filled into the pipe, causing Deeks to choke as his body struggled in his restraints.

Several moments later, the water stopped and Richard forced his head forward, letting the excess water slide out of the pipe to the floor.

The process was repeated several times until Deeks' body went limp. Too much water had filled his lungs and he had stopped breathing. The mask and pipe were quickly removed. The chair was laid back on the ground so Deeks was lying on his back. Goose began CPR and it only took moments for Deeks to spit up water and start breathing again. His eyes opened slowly as he tried to focus. His body ached everywhere and he could barely breath.

"Who are you working for?" Richard asked.

Deeks struggled to answer, but kept it the same as before. "You."

Lashing out in anger, Richard's foot quickly met with his face and blood gushed from his nose as the pain caused dark spots in his vision. He wanted to give into the Darkness, but his chair was quickly yanked upright by Goose.

"Put the mask back on." Richard ordered of Goose.

Goose did as was told and this time Deeks was glad to not have the pipe in his mouth. Richard went for some rope and a concrete block that had a hook drilled into it. Deeks didn't realize there was a metal ring on the back of the mask, as his head was quickly pulled back and the rope was secured to it. Richard lifted the block and Goose tied the rope to the hook on it.

Richard let go of the block quickly and Deeks head was forced back even further, putting much more strain on his neck muscles and throat and causing him to have even more trouble breathing. "I said, who are you working for?" Richard demanded again.

"You." Deeks replied in between struggled breaths.

Richard had his prod again, forcing it into Deeks' stomach and watching in glee as his body struggled violently. He pulled it away. "What is your name?"

"Dan...Danny."Deeks managed to answer.

The prod connected again with his body. This time Richard held it longer as his captive struggled more and more.

"The building on the North side is the only one we can get good access to with our vehicles." Callen said into his com link as they were driving towards the auto park. "We'll see if we can access the rear garage and set up shop. We can fan out from there and secure the whole area."

Bates, who was riding with Callen, asked, "How do you know he's not in that building?"

"Eric said the GPS signal was on the East side of the park." He replied as he pulled up behind a building. Placing the car in park, he got out, grabbed a set of bolt cutters from the back of the car, and walked to one of the rear garage doors. He cut the locks off the chains that kept the door secure and opened it. He walked back to the car and drove in. He spoke in the coms, letting the rest of the team know that they could come in. SWAT would be waiting just outside of the auto park, since they couldn't risk too many vehicles driving in and being spotted.

After meeting in the garage and going over the plan again, Kensi made it to the East side of the park and found her way to the roof of a building adjacent to the one they suspected Deeks to be in. She set up her rifle and focused the scope, aiming for the other building. The windows were boarded around the main part of the building and showroom, but she could see in to the garage through little windows on the doors. She could make out vehicles, one a Mercedes, which Bates had informed them was the make of Richard's main car. They were definitely inside, but she had no way to know how many people were inside.

"Guys, I've got vehicles in the garage. I think one is Richards." She said into her coms. "I can't see anything else in the building, so I'm not sure how many people we have inside.

"We're approaching the building." Sam replied. He, Callen, and Bates were on foot.

"Ok, I'm coming down." Kensi said as she quickly packed up her riffle. She wasn't very useful up there since she couldn't get any views inside the building.

The only ways into the building were through the garage and through a back entrance. The main entrance, which was in the showroom had been long boarded up with the windows. Callen and Sam waited at the garage for Kensi and Bates to get into position at the back of the building.

Once everyone signaled they were in position, Bates signaled to SWAT that they were going in and that was there queue to move in.

Callen had already peeked through the windows on the garage door, noting three cars. No one seemed to be inside, so he had slid the door open just high enough for he and Sam to roll under. Once everyone had been in position, they both rolled under and quickly made it to their feet, as Kensi had picked the lock on the back door for her and Bates to enter.

As thought, there was no one in the garage. Sam and Callen both moved towards a dimly lit hallway. They made it to the tech room, their guns both drawn, and quickly caught Dave off guard. Before Dave could react, Sam reached out for him, placing his arms tightly around his neck to keep him from yelling out. Callen saw a roll of duct tape on one of the desks and tore a piece off, placing it over Dave's mouth. "Since when do you carry duct tape?" Sam asked, trying to keep his voice down.

"Eh, it was on the table over there." Callen replied. He pulled out a thick zip tie and secured Johnny's hands behind him. They both set him on a chair in the room and walked out, closing the door behind them. Surely SWAT would find him when they came in.

Kensi and Bates entered the back room unsure of what to expect. There were kids toys placed about and a tv in the corner, where a young blonde girl sat on a bean bag chair watching an old Bugs Bunny cartoon. They were both quiet enough that the girl had not heard them enter.

Slowly, Kensi approached the girl from behind. Her foot hit a toy just right and the girl whipped around. She looked terrified. "Hey, it's ok." Kensi said softly. "We're here to help you."

Eleanor's lip quivered and she looked as if she were about to scream. Bates couldn't risk her alerting anyone, so he came around quickly and grabbed her. He placed a hand over her mouth as she struggled.

"What are you doing?" Kensi asked, shocked at his actions.

"We can't risk her yelling." He dragged Eleanor to the door and opened it, finding SWAT on the other side ready to enter. He handed her off to one of the SWAT members.

SWAT entered and followed Kensi and Bates down a hall and past a set of bathrooms. From the other side of the building, SWAT entered at the garage where Sam and Callen had entered. Through the coms Kensi had alerted the other team members that they had found a girl and heard back that they had found some kind of techie in a computer room.

Callen alerted Kensi that they were about to enter the showroom and waited for Kensi and Bates to get into position so they could enter at the same time. A "one, two, three, go" from Callen was the final queue for them to all enter.

"Federal agents, drop your weapons and put your hands up." The three NCIS agents shouted upon entering.

Kensi and Bates had to maneuver around the side of one of the sets in the showroom before they could see the whole room, but Sam and Callen had a clear view of everything...to include the sets, two suspects, a small boy in a cage on one set, and a victim in one of the other sets. They could only assume the victim was Deeks. They couldn't be certain though, as his face was covered in some sort of mask.

Goose turned and froze in place, he was the furthest from the sets, but Richard moved behind Deeks and angled his prod so he could strike Deeks in the chest. He held it firmly in place as the body in the chair convulsed. "Don't come any closer." He yelled.

Kensi could finally see exactly what was happening and, for a moment, lost her breath when she saw what she thought was Deeks in that chair with his head hanging back and his body being electrocuted. There was blood going down his neck and the front of his shirt, but she couldn't see his face.

SWAT was right behind all of them with a gun aimed for Richard's head. Unfortunately, Richard tucked down close to Deeks, using him as a shield, all while holding the prod into his battered body. No one could get in behind him because of how the individual sets were built. There were walls separating the three sets and he was in the furthest set in.

Sam knew that if they didn't do something soon, Deeks heart would give from the shocks and he would die. He knew all to well the pain of electroshock. He had endured it himself almost two years ago when Sidorov was grilling them about Michelle.

"Put the weapon down." Bates demanded.

Richard knew there was no escape for him. He was surrounded. He moved the prod away from Deeks body and stood, as if ready to submit defeat, but when Callen took a step forward to approach him, he shoved it back into Deeks' body. "Get back, now." Richard yelled. His mistake had been standing and it nearly cost him everything. SWAT fired, aiming for his shoulder.

Richard jerked back in pain, the prod dropping from his hand in the process. Sam and Callen didn't waste any time in tackling him and securing him firmly. Goose had already been taken by SWAT.

Kensi ran to Deeks, placing her gun back in it's holster. She swallowed the lump that formed in her throat when she saw the concrete block tied to the mask that was forcing his head back at an uncomfortable angle. She saw no movement in his chest and she knew right away that he wasn't breathing.

"Guys." She motioned for Sam and Callen, who had just handed Richard over to SWAT as Bates attended to the child in the other set.

Sam and Callen turned their attention back to Deeks. Sam lifted the concrete block to try and ease some of the tension on Deeks' neck as Callen untied the rope securing it. As soon as it was free, Deeks' head flopped to the side and rolled forward limply. Kensi was working on his hands and legs, taking off the restraints. Then, she went for the mask, pulling it off ever so slightly, revealing a bloody and broken nose, as well as some swelling around his right eye.

Quickly, Sam and Callen moved him to the floor, laying him flat. They started CPR as they waited for the medical team they had on standby to get into the building. After what seemed like hours, they heard Deeks wince and saw him take in some faint breaths.

"Deeks, can you hear me?" Kensi asked. She took his hand in hers and began stroking it gently. "Please open your eyes."

Deeks moaned as his body began to shake and twitch. His muscles were contracting and releasing violently and pain came to him in bright waves. He couldn't open his eyes or concentrate on anything around him. Mentally, he was out of it and his brain was only focused on the pain and getting what little air it could from his lungs.

Paramedics rushed over to him and put on him an oxygen mask, pumping sweet air into him as they squeezed the bag attached to it. They immediately cut his shirt off and got a heart rate monitor on him. Their were dark bruises on his stomach and paramedics suspected possible damage to his ribs. They were careful not to put too much pressure on the area, but they had to feel for any sign of injury. Deeks winced when they hit a certain spot on his right side, where a rib or possibly two had been broken or fractured. One paramedic gauzed and bandaged his broken nose. Carefully, he was put on a stretcher and lifted so he could be rolled to the ambulance.

Kensi fought with paramedics so she could ride with Deeks, but they wouldn't let her. They claimed there wasn't enough room and told her where they were taking him. She was furious and everyone could see it, so Sam offered to drive her to the hospital while Callen stayed behind with LAPD to take care of anything else that needed to be done at the scene.

Now we will deal with the ramifications of the case and how Deeks recovers and copes with it all. Please review. Thanks!

P.S. Sorry about any typos. I've read this over several times and might have missed something. It's hard to proof read when I have a toddler trying to bang on the keyboard.