" BACKSTOPPED"
AU Epi Tag
Summary: let's see what I can do to Sam and Deeks in this one. I thought seeing them paired up in the episode was hilarious; and Kensi trying to 'bond' with Callen had its moments too!
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Deeks and Sam made their way cautiously around the sides of the house, each carefully peering into the backyard.
Making eye contact and giving each other a nod, they slowly stepped into the back yard, guns drawn. The only place the suspect had left to go was an old shed at the back of the yard.
There was a small window on either side of the shed and each agent took a side and peered into the small room, the suspect was standing over a device with a confused look on his face that suddenly turned to fear. As he made for the door the detective and the agent hurried to the front of the shed to apprehend the man before he could flee the yard.
Whether the size of the shed, the relative sped of the runners or just plain bad luck on Deeks part...the detective came up the shed door the same time the suspect flung it open, hitting the unsuspecting detective with the full force of its impact.
Deeks slid down the wall of the shed, momentarily stunned. The suspect, in his panicked haste, didn't notice the door bouncing back and continued to run; only being stopped by Sam's harsh command, "Federal Agent, halt."
The suspect turned in surprise, pointing back towards the shed and uttering one panicked word, "Bomb!"
Sam didn't need to second guess the validity of the suspect's statement, he'd seen the device sitting on the table and the man's panic was clear.
He was about to call out a warning to the detective and hustle the suspect to a safer distance when a groan behind him got his attention, he turned quickly to see Deeks rising unsteadily, shaking his head and holding a hand to a bleeding gash on his head.
"Deeks," Sam exclaimed, running the few feet that separated them.
"Hurry man, its set for less than sixty seconds," the suspect cajoled the two men, backpedaling to put more distance between him-self and the shed.
"Up and at em' Deeks, gotta' get out of the blast zone," Sam said, pulling the dazed detective up bodily and half dragging, half carrying the man to a safer distance.
The blast, several seconds later, knocked both men off their feet and tossed them forward several yards to land hard.
His SEAL training reflexively kicking in, Sam quickly shook off the blast effects and did a visual sweep of the perimeter: assessing the situation and planning his next move without much conscious thought.
His first duty was to assess any immediate threats to himself and his partner, the burning shed seemed contained to the yard and not likely to spread; the next threat would be the suspect, who Sam found was just standing glassy eyed, near the house, staring at the fire.
Sam pulled himself up to a seated position and glared at the suspect, "You...don't move."
The man just nodded.
Satisfied that the suspect wasn't going to attempt to flee he then turned his full attentions to the downed detective who had yet to stir; the crack to the head and the concussive force of the blast knocking the detective completely out.
Sam gently turned the detective to his back and began a cursory exam of his injuries before calling into Eric for backup.
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The fire department and paramedics were already on- scene when Callen and Kensi pulled up to the house. They quickly vacated the car in search of their respective partners.
A quick scan of the area, and the two newly arrived agents made their way to an ambulance.
"What happened," Callen demanded, as he looked over the two men.
"BOOM," Deeks said loudly, giving them a lopsided grin and waving his arms wide, making it difficult for the EMT to bandage the man's head.
Kensi and Callen exchanged confused looks, while Sam, who was sitting on the back of the ambulance at the foot of the gurney, just gave Deeks foot a gentle shake, "Deeks, that's enough...settle down and let the paramedic look at your head."
Deeks, who was propped up on the gurney, gave Sam a pout but stopped moving around so the EMT could finish his job.
"Deeks," Kensi said with worry, "Sam what's wrong with him?"
Sam gave a tight smile, "Good drugs, he took a nasty crack to his head."
"He gonna be alright," Callen asked with some uncertainty.
"Yeah, he'll be fine."
"What about you," Callen pressed, giving his partner a critical eye.
"I'm fine G, I'm not the one that got cracked in the head with the shed door..." Sam groused.
"Yeah, but you did get caught in an explosion," Callen pointed out.
"Hi Kensi, Hi Callen, I think I got a boo-boo, they wanna take pictures" Deeks suddenly interjected, waving happily to the team
The three agents just looked at the loopy detective then at the paramedic treating him, "The hit to the head and the pain meds we gave him are making him a little out of it...we need to take him in and check on the concussion, he was out for more than ten minutes; and the doc will probably want to put stitches in."
"Go with him to the hospital and brief Hunter, we've got the scene," Callen said to Kensi, who was already moving to get into the back of the ambulance.
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Deeks was back with the team the following afternoon, sporting a large, mottled bruise and several butterfly bandages on his forehead.
"You sure you're alright to be here, thought the doctor's wanted to keep you," Sam questioned the detective, coming to stand in front of him and gently taking his chin to look him over.
Deeks pulled away, "I'm fine, just a bit of a headache; didn't even get stitches, just a few butterflies."
"But you were out for almost ten minutes...what'd the doctors say about a concussion..." Sam continued, firmly in what Callen jokingly referred to his 'mother hen mode'.
"It was more from the blast concussion, not because of the head wound...I'm fine, really..." Deeks tried to placate the insistent man, looking to Callen for help with his partner.
Callen just smirked at the exasperated detective, raising an eyebrow that seemed to communicate several things at once: 'See what I put up with and better you than me.'
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Hunter did not question the team when they left ops with their 'original' partners.
The op was progressing according to plan, Sam and Red were in place with the suspect inside the bar, until the phone call.
Sam knew something was up when one of the men headed towards the door. "What's up?"
"Just keep working," the man demanded.
Sam and Red exchanged glances as Sam went back to 'arming'/'disarming' the bomb.
The man came back and informed his boss the streets were suddenly being cleared and two plus two clicked in the suspects head...then the op went to hell...
The team rushed into the bar from several locations to find that Sam had most of the area secured.
"Sam, the bombs," Callen questioned.
Sam looked over to the bomb he had managed to deactivate but saw the red light turn green. "He's activating the others...move...move...move..."
The agents wasted no time, turning towards the nearest exit.
Sam had just cleared the bottom step when the blast knocked them all off their feet to land several feet into the courtyard.
Kensi, being the farthest from the blast was first to recover. "Deeks," she said, giving her partner a little shake and was rewarded with a groan.
"Again...really..." Deeks complained, moving to put his head in his hands.
A groan to their left got their attention, and a moment later Callen raised his head up to look over towards them, "You two alright?"
"Fine," Kensi said, already moving to sit up.
"Just peachy," Deeks groaned, his forehead resting in his hands, "How 'bout you big guy...you alright Sam?"
When no answer was immediately forthcoming, Deeks looked up and met Callen's equally concerned eyes before turning back to the unmoving agent, watching as Callen sat up and put his hands on Sam's shoulders and gently turn him over, "Sam? Sam..."
Kensi reached for her phone to call it in while Deeks slowly levered himself up and moved to the two agents, "How is he?"
"Looks like a bump to the head, he took the brunt of the blast..." Callen reported, looking over at Deeks critically.
"Hey, I'm fine...I'm not the one unconscious this time."
By the time the paramedics arrived Sam was conscious and grumbling that he didn't need to go the hospital, but was over ruled by Hetty, who had returned to ops when she was informed that her agents were (again) injured.
"Don't worry Mr. Hannah, you won't be alone...I believe your partner needs to be checked out also..." Hetty said.
"What, no, I'm fine Hetty," Callen interjected quickly.
"Not you Mr. Callen, I'm referring to Mr. Deeks," Hetty said, "Two explosions in two days...that must be some kind of record for someone not in an active war zone."
"But Hetty I'm fine really...no blood, broken bones, loss of consciousness or anything..." Deeks said quickly.
"Who signed himself out AMA...no, Mr. Deeks, you're going back to the hospital..." Hetty said pointedly.
Sam looked over at Deeks who had the good graces to look ashamed, "What, oh, so you lied to me...you are so in for it...you are going to follow the doctor's orders to the letter this time...if I have to tie you to the bed myself...you're even worse than Callen, you know that...and that boy is a handful..."
Kensi and Callen exchanged amused looks at Deeks pout while Sam continued his exasperated rant towards his 'wayward partner' as they loaded them into separate ambulances.
Callen looked over at Kensi with a smirk, "How about a drink or two 'partner' before we go rescue those two from each other...and for the record my favorite is an omelet."
Kensi smiled and said, "I like donuts."
Callen just laughed as he followed her to the car, "Not fair, everybody already knows about your sugar habit."
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A/N: ended up more a team-tag than a Deeks one, but that's just the way the story took itself. Sorry, I was too lazy to look up the 'bad guys' names or what it was that Kensi asked Callen when they were partnered up ( I remember she asked him what his favorite "something" was...I know it was something innocuous, so I just chose food)
A/N: I also know that paramedics would not likely give a pain med to someone with a concussion while on scene, but I needed that bit of creative license for the partner bonding of the moment.