Okay, here's chapter 7! This is the last chapter, please enjoy, and thank you for reading my story, it means a lot to me!


The team met in the boathouse. They watched as the man sat in the chaired and looked around, trying to plan a way to escape. Not long after they got there Kensi went to search for her 'backup' pair of clothes. After searching around, she found them on top of a tall cabinet. She grabbed them and headed towards the bathroom.

She locked the door and frowned at the clothes she had left here. The jeans and shoes were fine, but it was the shirt she hated. It was a thin, white tank top. She pulled on the pants and grumbled.

"At least it's better than nothing." She murmured as she pulled the dress off and replaced it with the tank top. She looked in the small mirror and frowned again. Her shoulder was clearly visible. It was beginning to turn black and blue from where he pinned her by the shoulder, but somehow it still managed to keep its angry red hue as well. She looked at her waist, her stitches could be seen slightly under her shirt. She sighed and walked out of the bathroom?

"So, who is this guy?" Kensi said as she walked back towards the group, which was now complete with Nell and Eric. She handed her shoes and dress back to Hetty along with the mic and earwig. She could feel the eyes on her, well actually her shoulder. She quickly tossed her hair over her shoulder and they stopped staring.

"This is Greg Hampton. He's 27 and also just got out of jail about one and a half months ago." Eric said, "but it get's better. Guess what jail he went to... The same jail as Dan. They were bunk mates."

"What's his story?" Deeks asked as he looked back to the screen, Greg was now up and pacing around the room.

"He was arrested when he was 24 for selling narcotics." Nell said as she poked at her iPad.

"Has he said anything yet?" Kensi asked.

"No, not yet. Who wants to talk to him first?" Callen asked, but quickly added, "besides Kensi." Kensi was furious that Callen was pulling out a red card on her. She balled her fists up and questioned him.

"Why can't I question him, Callen?" She retorted. Her jaw was clenched and Callen saw the fury swirling in her eyes.

"Because Kensi, I want him alive so he can talk, and if I let you in there, I'm pretty sure you'd kill him." Kensi still looked furious but relaxed a little bit, she realized that it was true...She probably would kill him. Deeks squeezed her uninjured arm for comfort and she gave him a small smile.

"I will." Sam said as he strolled into the interrogation room. The team gathered around the screen which showed the video of the interrogation.

"Sit." Sam ordered. He glared at Greg and he quickly took a seat. Sam circled slowly around the man and Greg watched him walk around. He kept walking. Walking. Walking. And Greg kept watching. He dropped pictures onto the desk and Greg stared at them as he dropped them, one by one. All of them were of Kensi.

"Where did you get these pictures?" Sam asked dryly as he kept walking. Greg just stared at the pictures and smirked. " Why are you targeting a federal agent?" Again, he got nothing. He walked up to the table and hit it with his fist, which caused the pictures to drift to the floor and Greg flinched. But, Greg said nothing.

"Do you want me to bring her in?" Sam asked as he stared him down. "Because I will and she won't be very happy." Greg's eyes widened as he mentioned Kensi. "I think she has a bone to pick with you, and I'm pretty sure she could kill you with anything in this room. See that novel over there?" He pointed to a small book on a shelf. "That could be the murder weapon. You don't want that do you?"

"No." He murmured.

"What did you say?" Sam growled.

"No!" He shouted.

"Then talk!" Sam spat, "start at the beginning. How did you know Dan?"

"We were bunk mates. We became friends. I got out before he did, I gave him my number, told him to keep in touch. When he got out, he called me. Said he wanted to meet with me again."

"And did you?"

"Yes."

"What did you talk about?"

" He said that he had a job for us. Said that it would pay well. We met and he showed me a picture of her. Said that we needed to kidnap her. I asked why, and he said it was because she was valuable, a federal agent. We were going to ransom her back."

"How was it suppose to go down?"

"He was suppose to drug her and take her out back while I drove the van into the alley so we could put her in. I waited for him to bring her back but he didn't. That's when I heard the gunshots and I panicked. I got in and hightailed it out of there. I didn't know what had happened."

"If you were suppose to ransom her back, why did he assault her?" Sam was getting angry. He couldn't believe that they were going to ransom her. He wasn't just angry, he was furious. Kensi was like a little sister to him. Any thought of someone trying to hurt her made him quake with anger.

"I don't know why. He fooled around and that's what got him killed! It wasn't part of the plan, he was only suppose to put her in the van! Why couldn't he just listen. We could've been living the dream right now!" Greg broke down and Sam exited the room. He closed the door and took a deep breath and tried to control his anger. He walked back to the team, everyone was staring at the monitor. Kensi looked like she was zoning out, he guessed she didn't like what Greg had said. To what extent, god only knew. Hetty hung up her phone and broke the silence.

"That was LAPD, I called them and told them to come pick him up. Good work everyone. Go home and get some rest." They all walked out of the boathouse like zombies. Deeks took Kensi's arm and led her towards his car. They drove in silence to Kensi's house, where he dropped her off before he went to his house. He couldn't stop thinking about Kensi. He could see all of the emotions swirling in her eyes as she had stared straight ahead; anger, disbelief, pain, and unexpectedly, fear. He drove home and walked into his apartment slowly. He turned on the TV and sank into his couch, he knew he wouldn't be able to sleep.

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He must have dozed off because he was awoken by a knocking at his door. He rubbed his eyes and walked slowly to the door. He wasn't expecting what he saw. He opened the door and found Kensi standing there. She smiled and he invited her in.

"I don't mean to sound rude." He said as he shut the door, "but what are you doing here at 12:30 in the morning?" She turned around and looked at him. For the first time, he could see how she really looked. She looked tired, she had black rings under her eyes and she still wore the white tank top she'd put on earlier.

"I. I..." She stammered as she put her coat down and put her arms around herself.

"You didn't want to be alone, did you?" Deeks asked slowly.

"I. Uh," she sighed and shook her head, "No." She looked back up at Deeks, who had his arms out and motioned her to come towards him. She walked to him and curled up to his chest. She rested her head on his chest and he wrapped his arms around her, trying to stay away from her shoulder and waist. She completely broke down. All of the emotion she was holding in for the past 2 days came out in waves. She sobbed and Deeks pulled her closer. He murmured in her ear and rubbed her back, trying to soothe her. She kept sobbing.

"It's okay Kensi." Deeks murmured.

"I. I can't stop thinking. Of what could have happened." She said between sobs. She took in a shaky breath and continued, "I keep thinking about how close I was to dying. If you didn't get there when you did, I wouldn't be here." She let another wave of sobs take her over completely. Every time she sobbed, it set her side on fire. " What else could he have done to me? If they took me. We don't negotiate with kidnappers. Or terrorists. It would be torture by itself if I never saw..." Her eyes widened as she barely kept her mouth from expressing what she was thinking, that particular thought, the thought she told herself she'd never say aloud.

"If you never saw who, Kens?" Deeks asked softly. She sat there and listened to his heart beat before she answered.

"You." Deeks was shocked at her words. Yes, he was attracted to her, yes, they had a thing, but he never expected those words to come out of her mouth. He pulled away from her and looked at her. She looked so small, fragile, broken. He wiped the tears from her cheeks and she looked into his eyes. She saw hurt and...love? She slowly closed the distance between her and Deeks and pressed her lips to his. He buried his fingers in her hair and she wrapped her arms around his neck. Their kiss was passionate, slow, but it began to get more feverish. Deeks backed her slowly into his bedroom, his lips never leaving hers. The back of her knees hit his bed and she fell onto his bed. Deeks fell with her, but caught himself so he wouldn't land on her wounds. As they broke apart for air Deeks pushed the hair out of her face.

"Are you sure Kens?" He asked slowly. She looked at him and nodded and he smiled. "Well, glad are thing is working out." Her smiled widened and she laughed, which caused Deeks to smile. There lips met for a second time, Kensi was in heaven, so was Deeks. For the first time in a long time, Kensi was truly happy. She now knew she didn't have to worry anymore, not with her partner, her lover, at her side.


The end!

La fin!

O fim!

El final!

Ende!

So, what did you think? I didn't really know how to end this story, so I hope the ending didn't suck too much. I now declare this book COMPLETE!