Manhattan Beach
At this point in time, Deeks has two big problems.
The first one is that he was caught not even five minutes ago aiming a SIG P229 that isn't necessarily registered to him out in public. If he was still with NCIS, there would be no problem, but because he's a civilian and has pissed off so many of LAPD's finest, Deeks is almost positive that someone will try and pin a weapon charge on him, just for the hell of it. If the charge stands after the millions of appeals that the ex-detective would fight through, running around with a weapon that isn't yours is a huge blow to the NCIS application process.
His second problem is that since an attack was done either to kill or spook Callen, there's a chance that many more will come directed at him and the rest of the team. Again, if he was in NCIS he'd be able to have Eric track down who, what, where, when, and how with some ease. Now as he sits next to an unconscious Callen and dials 911, Deeks can only pray that there aren't any further attacks coming within the next few minutes.
After explaining Callen's condition to EMS, Deeks ends the call and dials Kensi's number.
"Deeks, where are you?" Kensi exclaims when she answers.
"I'm with Callen- wait, how do you know what happened?" Deeks panics while watching crowds grow around the blast area. Beside him, Callen quickly regains consciousness and looks over at Deeks at the sound of his name.
"LAPD put out a call about an explosion and a shaggy haired male pulling out a weapon on the beach. Sound familiar?"
"Damn, that was quick," Deeks remarks.
"Deeks, you need to get off the beach! Is Callen conscious?"
Deeks helps Callen into a sitting position and answers, "Yeah, he's up. Why do we- you think this is related to the Chameleon's death?"
"Yes. Get him on his feet and get going to Naya's Café. I'll pick you both up from there." Kensi hangs up before Deeks can say anything else.
Deeks swallows hard and whispers, "We have to go, G."
As Callen struggles to get on his feet, Deeks turns towards the remains of the Explorer and snaps five quick shots with his Samsung Galaxy phone. The ex-detective pockets his phone and pulls Callen in the direction of the pier, pushing past any bystander they come across.
Once on the pier, both men start jogging towards California Avenue, where Naya's Café is located. They cross Bay Road quickly and disappear into a crowd just as four LAPD vehicles pull up to the beach. Deeks and Callen make it to the café just as Kensi pulls up in her SUV. Deeks jumps into the front seat and jokes, "It's about time you showed up, Fern."
Kensi smirks at his comment and looks through the rear view mirror to see Callen climb into the back seat. She isn't sure if asking about his welfare is going to do anyone any good.
"So the co-operation between NCIS and LAPD is failing," Kensi says, "Both have been working together for only a few hours and already one side is accusing the other of corruption. A lot of cops are gunning for you, Deeks, because of you possibly getting into NCIS. I'm just glad you finally left- in my opinion, you stopped being LAPD the moment you started working with us-"
"The Chameleon," Callen suddenly says from the backseat. The lead agent is leaning back with his eyes close as he's trying to ignore the ringing in his ears.
"Right. The explosion was probably an attempt to spook you or send a warning-"
"We need to find Hetty," Callen cuts her off. "Go to Dekker's Pier in Santa Monica. That's where her boat is." Kensi nods in agreement without saying a word. Deeks grabs a quick glance at Callen before pulling out his cell phone and dialing Sam's number to alert him about Dekker's Pier.
Dekker's Pier- Santa Monica
Deeks is dreaming of the perfect wave when he is jolted awake by a tug on his arm. It's more of a yank, which Deeks quickly finds it to come from Sam. The-detective had drifted off to sleep during the short trip to Santa Monica.
The muscular SEAL calls out, "Deeks get up!"
Deeks sits up, completely alert. Kensi and Callen are standing next to Sam, both holding on to their weapons. Deeks jumps out the front seat and pulls out the SIG, much to Sam, Callen, and Kensi's surprise.
"Hetty gave it to me," Deeks explains, "Why do we have our guns drawn?"
"On the way over, we tried calling Hetty about six or seven times and she didn't pick up. Something's wrong," Sam states. Without a warning, Callen starts jogging towards the dock where Hetty's boat is docked. Deeks, Kensi, and Sam quickly follow and catch up with Callen when the lead agent suddenly stops in his tracks a few yards away from the boat. In red paint, العين بالعين is painted in large letters across the side of the boat. Deeks looks over to Sam and asks, "What does it mean?"
"An eye for an eye," Sam exclaims, "We need to find Hetty!"