Kensi hit the floor and rolled over, slicing her arm on the shattered glass. The pain made her eyes water but she ignored it and drew her gun. She knelt on one knee peeping out of the window to take in the scene. There were people running around screaming, a group of men swarmed in the front door, firing rounds towards her booth. She fired back. Hitting one, two, three guys, but more just swarmed in. What the hell was going on? She ducked and ran underneath the bar as glass bottles and liquid tipped down on her. She moved faster. She could feel someone running after her. She turned and nearly shot Silva who had been racing behind her. She threw him past her and he shot out the back door and into the street. Kensi moved to follow him but was blocked by another man. He smiled and something struck the back of her head. She felt blood seep down the back of her neck before finally passing out.
The team were standing in the ops room running through a list of possibilities when the phone call came. Callen and Sam raced out first, Eric giving them directions to the scene. They arrived and slammed the doors of the car shut. Callen took in the scene around them; the cafe in front was a mess, broken glass everywhere, some blood stains, medics, and police. Sam was already moving towards the ruins when Callen realised what they were doing there anyway.
"Where is she?" He asked the first cop he saw after showing his ID. He jerked his thumb towards a Paramedic who was currently leaning over a familiar figure. They could see the curly brown hair, scraped back into a loose ponytail. The tanned skin was dyed an unpleasant dark red as the blood crusted around cuts and wounds. The doctor had just finished examining her head, which currently had several bandages wrapped around the base of her head and neck. She grinned as they came into sight. Sam chuckled and grinned back but Callen stayed looking shocked as his eyes travelled over the blood on her shirt.
"It's not all mine" Kensi said quietly and reassuringly to Callen. Sam took the underlying hint and went to check on the scene and get a report from the LAPD. Callen moved closer and touched Kensi's arm before turning to the paramedic for a briefing.
"She has sustained cuts to her arms and legs, mainly wounds from glass shards, a minor scratch from what looks like a very lucky escape with a bullet and finally a blow to the back of the head which caused bleeding and her to pass out." Callen nodded in thanks and the medic moved away. He gently stroked the side of Kensi's face and whispered,
"Why didn't you take back up?" Kensi almost laughed only it seemed to hurt so she grimaced instead.
"I was only going for lunch" Callen gave a brief smile and Kensi saw what she had been looking for, he as angry, just worried- Worried that he might have lost her. She opened her mouth to question this when Sam came back.
"I'm having security footage sent back to Eric, along with reports" G nodded and said
"I think we should Kensi out of here, in case someone comes back." Sam agreed and went to distract the paramedic while Callen half carried and half supported Kensi back to the car. She smiled as he gently lowered her into the car and laid her down o the back seat. Sam came back and they drove back to headquarters.
Kensi squirmed as Hetty poured antiseptic onto a cotton wad and cleaned her cuts. She whimpered as it stung and gave Callen a reproaching look as he stood by and smiled. Hetty put a thermometer in her mouth and continued her scolding,
"Why on earth didn't you call for back up?"
"I wath going for lunth." Kensi said with difficulty due to the thermometer. Hetty finished and said,
"Shower, change and an explanation". Kensi nodded meekly and hobbled off to the shower. Callen watched her go carefully. Hetty watched him instead.
"Be careful Mr. Callen"
"For any particular reason?"
"Her history is a painful and danegerous one. She will need you". With that Hetty walked away leaving Callen to wonder what this little lady knew and what was going to happen.