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Warning: May contain serious torture and violence.

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CHAPTER 7

Deeks' frail body continued to hang from the shackles in his prison, his hell. His body was covered in lacerations, cuts, and bruises. His feet were swollen. His back was practically raw. His breathing was labored and he found himself in and out of some kind of euphoria. The drugs have made him almost oblivious to any pain. Most of his body was limber and numb. He kind of felt like he was flying.

His eyes blinked slowly as he took in his surroundings. He couldn't recall where he was or even who he was. "Max, Jason, no, no..." He thought to himself. Many names came, but they didn't seem right. He tried to move, but his body remained still. He had no control.

A man started speaking, his voice familiar. "I need to know if anyone will come looking for you detective." Peta said.

Deeks tried to focus on him. "Mmmhm..." His mouth tried to form words. Peta motioned to his henchman and the torture continued. This time it was with a club and he smashed it over and over into Deeks' stomach and chest. Then he moved to his back slamming it into the lacerations and gashes left from the whip, causing the wounds that had barely stopped bleeding to gush again. His mind was so lost that he could barely acknowledge the pain. Oh, but he would feel it later.

Eric finally got a hit on one of the people photographed going into Bayleaf Organics. It was a man named Jimmy Masters. He was a known sexual offender, convicted of one count of rape and suspected of three other rapes. He also had a conviction for carrying illegal drugs.

Callen and Kensi put their surveillance on hold and followed the man when he left the building. He led them to his house, where they arrested him and dragged him to the boat shed for questioning. They were hoping he could shed some light on Bayleaf Organics and tell them just exactly why it was they had so many customers late at night.

Sam met them at the boat shed and briefed them on what he learned at the crime scene where Dmitri's body was found. It seemed apparent that the man might have been tortured. There was bruising around his wrists, which indicated that he might have been suspended at some point. He had a few burns on him from what the medical examiner suspected was a hot metal rod or poker. His chest was riddled with dark bruises. What killed Dmitri was a gash across the throat. There didn't appear to be any witnesses that noticed his body being dumped in the dumpster. Estimated time of death had been around 11 PM.

Jimmy sat nervously in the interrogation room of the boat shed. He had no idea what he had been brought in for. His leg bobbed up and down in anticipation of what was to come.

Kensi was the first to enter, followed quickly by Callen.

"Mmm, aren't you a pretty thing." Jimmy sneered. He offered a smile, showing off a set of yellowed teeth. Kensi cringed at seeing them. "Gonna tell me why I'm in here instead of in my bed sleeping?"

"What were you doing at Bayleaf Organics so late at night?" Kensi asked. She sat across from Jimmy at the table. She got a whiff of the man and he smelled like whiskey and cheap hookers.

"I don't know what you're talking about?" He replied.

Callen slammed a few photos on the table. "We have proof you were there."

"Uh, I..." Jimmy was at a loss of words for a moment.

"Aren't you currently on parole?" Kensi asked. "You're not supposed to be out this late."

"Tell us what we want to know about the place and we won't inform your parole officer of this little slip up." Callen added in, trying to entice the man.

"If I tell you what I was doing there, you're probably gonna crucify me." He said.

"Tell us what we want to know and we'll let you go." Callen replied.

"You want answers? She's the only one I'll give them to." Jimmy said with a vile smirk on his face. "And then maybe you can come home with me and have a little fun."

Kensi gritted her teeth. She wanted to slap that smile off of his smug face. "Only in your dreams." Kensi shot back. "Callen, I'm going to call his PO and get him in here." She started walking to the door.

"No, no. Wait!" Jimmy stopped her. "What is it you two want to know?"

"Start with what you were doing there." Callen suggested.

"I, well...I had me an hour of fun." He said.

"I'm not sure I follow." Kensi replied.

"You know, I had me a piece of ass." Jimmy explained. "Not as pretty as you, but compliant and mine for a whole hour. I would have loved to stay and play longer, but my budget only allows for one hour sessions and only once or twice a month."

"When you say compliant..." Callen trailed off, not really sure he wanted to know what the man meant by that.

"Oh, she was high as a fucking kite. They keep their girls very compliant. Don't want em fighting with the clientele." Jimmy said. He eyed Callen. "You know, if your interested, they got a few guys in there too."

"I don't swing that way." Callen snapped at the man.

They got a few guys in there too. What Jimmy said hit Kensi like a brick and she blurted out without thinking. "Did you see a man with blonde shaggy hair and blue eyes?" She tried to fight the dreadful thoughts that were starting to form in her mind. She couldn't bare the thought of Deeks being some sort of sex slave.

"How the hell should I know. Don't swing that way either." Jimmy answered. "Saw one of the guys once and he wasn't pretty, that's for sure. They gotta do a lot worse to the guys to get them compliant. That's probably why they got mostly girls."

Fury filled Kensi as her body tensed. Callen took notice and ordered her out of the room. "Outside, now. I'll handle the rest of the questioning."

"Callen..." She wanted to argue.

"You're too invested in this. Get outside and calm yourself." He said.

"Awe, come on. Let her stay so I can look at her some more." Jimmy gave her a come hither look and her anger snapped. She reached across the table and grabbed at his shirt collar, pulling him onto the table firmly.

"You son of a bitch." Kensi's voice was all anger. She wanted to beat him to a pulp.

Callen forced her to let go and pushed her out the door. "Go, now!" He said to her sternly.

Kensi heard the door slam behind her and bowed her head in shame. She hardly ever lost her calm like that in front of suspects. Slowly, she walked down the hall to the common area where she found Sam watching the interrogation from the tv. He was at the table, sipping some water from a bottle.

"Why don't you sit down, Kensi." He said to her. "Let me get you some coffee."

"No. I don't need any coffee. I, we just need to find Deeks." She sat down and glared at the screen.

Callen continued interrogating Jimmy, asking him how the operation at Bayleaf Organics worked. Jimmy explained that there were some higher end clients that had memberships. Members were given a keycard that worked on the main door in the lobby. From what he understood, they could have as much time as they wanted with the girl or guy of their choice. Regulars like himself who could only afford to go once or twice a month, had to check in with the secretary in the lobby. She took their driver's licenses and made sure they paid cash up front. Then, she would let them in and they had one hour with the girl or guy of their choice.

Sam paced the common room as they listened to Jimmy explain things. He had finally muted it, knowing that Kensi couldn't bear to listen to the guy anymore. "Looks like we've found Vasily's human trafficking business." He said to Kensi.

Kensi sighed, not wanting to think about what went on there. "Sounds like a brothel."

Callen emerged from the interrogation room. "I think I've got a way for us to infiltrate Bayleaf." His blue eyes locked with Kensi's eyes, hoping that would put her at ease even just the slightest bit. "I'm not certain Deeks is inside, but we aren't going to find out unless we get in there."

"So what did you have in mind?" Kensi asked.

"Jimmy says you can't get in unless you're referred by someone. Tomorrow night, we have him take us in and refer us." Callen explained.

"What, is that the best you got G?" Sam asked, not really feeling sure about his partner's idea. "You and I can't go in, we've already been there once. They not gonna just let us in."

"They won't let us in, but they might let Kensi in." Callen replied.

"You want me to go in?" Kensi asked surprised.

Before Callen could answer, Sam was offering up an opinion. "G, I don't think that's the best idea."

"What, why?" Kensi shot back. "If Deeks is in there..."

"That's my point." Sam said. "You're too emotional about this right now. We can't risk you breaking down if you find him in there."

"We don't have any other options." Callen argued. "I don't like the idea of sending her in with Jimmy, but we can't do it. They know we're agents. She's the only one that can get in."

"Yeah and who's to say she doesn't kill Jimmy before they even get there?" Sam asked.

Kensi rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "It's definitely tempting."

Hetty made her way into the boat shed with her ninja like quietness, sneaking up on the agents. "Surely, Mr. Callen, you have a more detailed plan. Perhaps one that doesn't involve sending one of my agents into the Lion's Den without any backup." She said.

Callen nearly jumped at the sound of her voice. "How long have you been there?" He asked her.

"Long enough, Mr. Callen. Long enough." She replied calmly.

Callen did, in fact, have a more detailed plan. Jimmy had told him that the only way to get inside Bayleaf was if you were referred by a member or by a regular customer like himself. They would keep an eye on the building and when Vasily was inside, Jimmy would take Kensi in and be her referral. Once Kensi was inside, she would confirm that the building was Vasily's base for human trafficking. Himself, Sam, and the LAPD would be waiting as backup to storm the place upon confirmation. Their main goal would be to minimize casualties, as they didn't want to bring any further harm to any of the men or women being held there and pimped out. They also wanted Vasily alive. Their second goal was to try and find Deeks. If he wasn't there, than Callen had no idea where the detective could be.

Hetty wasn't one hundred percent certain that she liked Callen's plan, especially given Kensi's current state of mind. Clearly the agent was emotionally distraught over the disappearance of their liaison officer. She was closer to Deeks than Hetty had originally thought and she worried that Kensi would break down inside whether they found Mr. Deeks or not.

"It's almost morning." Hetty declared after glancing at the clock on the coffee pot in the common area. "Bayleaf seems to operate in the evening, so this will all have to wait until tonight."

"What, we can't wait." Kensi argued. "If Deeks is inside, if they're...if they're pimping him out or worse..."

Sam grabbed her shoulders gently, trying to calm her. "Kens, we can't just go storming in there. They probably have guys with guns and they could just start shooting everyone." He said. "We could end up putting Deeks in more harm if we do it during the day."

"We'll get him." Callen assured Kensi. "In the mean time, we all need to rest up. We need to be at the top of our game tonight."

"I agree, Mr. Callen." Hetty said. She ordered them to get some breakfast and then to get some sleep so they were well rested for the operation that laid ahead.

So Deeks is still being tortured, but the team just might have a lead on where Deeks is and a plan to get him out. More to come soon. Please let me know your thoughts. Thanks! Ah, can't wait for next weeks episode.