A/N feeling overproductive today so i wrote 2 chapters (You lucky peeps you!) ;)
As usual i am nicking Shane Brennan's toy's and i promise he'll get them back sometime soon (Not sure in what state though)
Any enjoy and please REVIEW!
How you remind me ~ chapter 4
Kensi had talked to Hetty and Eric and armed with the information she had walked to the long stay ward at the Anaheim Regional Medical Center.
"Can I help you?" The nurse on Duty asked.
"I'm here to see Molly Deeks." Kensi said.
The nurse looked behind her as if expecting someone else, her eyes narrowed, "And you are?" She asked.
"Kensi Blye, NCIS" she showed her badge. The nurse relaxed, "Sorry, we have been told by her son to check everyone who comes to see her, although apart from Marty, no one ever does." She smiled at Kensi. "You do know Ms Deeks is in a Coma?" She asked.
"Yes I'm Marty's partner, He's...away for a few days, I said I'd check on her." Kensi said putting the nurse at ease.
"In here." The nurse said and opened the door.
In a bed lay Molly Deeks, She looked really young, Kensi checked her chart. Molly was 46 which by Kensi's reckoning had made her 15 when she'd had Marty and only 26 when she had gone into a coma. Molly blond hair was neatly brushed and for a moment Kensi thought he looked like snow white from her stories as a kid. There was a fresh vase of blue flowers by her bed and a faded picture tacked onto the notice board by her bed, a child's painting of blue flowers and in a Childs hand written. To mommy to keep you safe, love Martin aged 6. Kensi wiped away a tear at that, and quickly checked to see if anyone had noticed.
She left and went back to the nurse's station. "Has anyone called about Ms Deeks in the last couple of days?" Kensi asked. The nurse looked up at her, "Actually no." She said sounding surprised, "Usually Mr. Deeks...Marty calls twice a day we take the phone into her room and he says good morning and goodnight every day without fail."
Kensi nodded, "He'll be back soon." She said but she wasn't sure if she was telling the nurse or herself.
Deeks woke up, his ribs and head hurt from yet another beating.
Brandel had decided it'd be easier if he beat Deeks every night to stop him escaping.
Deeks slowly manoeuvred himself upright and began working on the ropes that were tying his wrists together,
Brandel woke up and made himself some coffee.
Deeks hadn't eaten in the three days he'd been there; he was hungry and thirsty but wouldn't ask for anything. But his eyes looked hungrily as Brandel made himself eggs to go with his coffee.
"You thirsty boy," Brandel said and laughed as he threw a cup of water in Deek's face.
Deeks looked down and when he saw Brandel's shoes leave his sight he licked what water he could off his face.
"Should be a few more days now." Brandel said, "Then you'll be filling out that bag,"
Deek's blood ran cold, Brandel was right in a few more days he'd probably die of thirst, so it was obvious he wasn't going to shoot him, which was what he had expected. But then Kensi was probably dead, Brandel had hit her hard and it would have been at least a day before they realized he was gone and the Staff sergeant was probably dead too so why worry, although some part of him did hope that Eric, Callen and Sam could find him. After all if they couldn't who would pay his mum's medical bills. That if nothing else he decided was the reason he was going to keep fighting.
"I thought you were dead." He said quietly.
"Yeah, "Brandel sneered "I heard you'd become a cop." Brandel smiled to himself. "I got a 'friend' to change places with me, I'm gonna kill you then that bitch mother of yours."
"She's already dead." Deeks said.
"Nah!" Brandel shot back, "Hired me a hacker, looked into you, She's still in that hospital...I got her good" He smiled to himself and Deeks fought back the urge to vomit.
"You leave her alone!" He shouted. Brandel walked over and kicked him in the stomach. Deek's eyes watered and he coughed trying to get his breath back, as the pain from his broken ribs shot up and down the right side of his body.
"You cost me years boy, I want payback," Brandel stated.
"I swear this time I will kill you" Deeks growled.
Brandel got a knife out and walked up to Deeks brandishing it in his face, "You want some more of this boy" He said and cut Deeks' wrists not enough to kill him but enough for it to bleed and then poured salt on the wounds, Deeks screamed and Brandel kicked him again and smiled.
"Ain't payback a bitch" He sneered.
Not for the first time in his life Deeks prayed, He prayed to God that someone would kill his dad and save him. The same prayer he'd used when hiding under the slide at 11 bleeding and broken when he'd been rescued by two police officers. Also he added this time, Please if Kensi isn't dead keep her safe and let Callen find me.
"Well I'm outta booze, so you sit tight boy, I'm going to the market." Brandel stated.
Deeks just shut his eyes, thanking God for the next few hours of peace that unconsciousness brought.
About an hour later Deeks woke up, as usual he ached, but he discovered that the blood running down his wrists had loosened his ropes and he managed to get them off. He crawled his way over to the sink and washed his wrists under the tap.
Then he wrapped them with some old towel he found, it wasn't hygienic but it'd do. Then he made his way to the door, "Shit!" he said. The padlock had been moved outside the door was still locked but there was no way out, He went back to the kitchen and drank as much water as he could and was promptly sick. But at least he thought if he couldn't get out it was a few more days to live and maybe escape.
He checked the cupboards, He didn't dare touch the food in case Brandel figured out something was missing, water he wouldn't notice but food he would.
He found a small knife Brandel had missed when checking for sharp objects in the kitchen and he put it down the back of his pants.
Now all he had to do was wait, till Brandel got back.