Chapter 10! We are on a four day weekend due to Memorial day... So I should get some more writing done :)
Disclaimer- Don't own NCIS: Los Angeles
Chapter 10
She heard the door close and immediately whirled around, eyes ablaze. Her mouth dropped open when she saw his blue eyes staring back at her. She began to choke up, she couldn't believe it.
"Deeks," She croaked as he took a step forward. He was still dripping wet, but he didn't care, and neither did Kensi. Tears began to spill down her cheeks, "You found me. Thank god you found me!" She ran into his outstretched arms and hugged him tightly. He returned her hug, but her ribs didn't enjoy it. "Owww!" She screeched, and he pulled back, startled. It was then that he noticed that her bare stomach had gotten wet, and so had her concealer. It slowly dripped down her stomach and revealed all of her bruises.
"Kens.." Deeks breathed out, and walked towards her slowly, "What happened?" He walked to her side and began to wipe away the concealer, which made all of her cuts and bruises visible. He ghosted his sleeve over her ribs and she flinched, but bit her tongue as he tried to gently wipe away the makeup. When it was all gone, he could see the worst of her injuries. The bruise was bigger than a softball, and it was still black and blue. He looked at her with questioning eyes, "What happened?"
Kensi sighed and looked him straight in the eyes, " He beats you if you don't dance." She drew in a shaky breath and continued, "If you don't dance well enough, you don't get food and he beats you again. I tried... I tried to get away," He voice cracked, but she continued, "I tried everything. But nothing worked!"
"Shh, calm down, I'll get you out of here," Deeks said as he rubbed her back softly, "Let me take a look at you all right?" Kensi nodded and he let go of her and took off his soaked jacket and threw it on the floor. "Hold your breath, I'm going to check your ribs." Kensi nodded and took a breath and held it. He gently pressed his fingers on her lower ribs and worked his way up. She writhed in pain and muttered profanities, but he had to know if they were broken. When he finally released his grip on her ribs, she let out a sigh and shuttered in another breath.
"You have at least one broken rib, and at least 3 more are cracked." Deeks looked at her other side and noticed two distinct burn marks. "What are these from?"
"Cattle prod." Kensi wrapped her arms around herself protectively, "apparently, I don't dance well enough for him."
"Who is 'he'?" Deeks asked, "What's going on here?"
"I don't know his name. I assume he's the manager of this club." Kensi sat on the bed and sighed, "No one knows his name. It's like he's a ghost." She looked up at Deeks, with anger in her eyes, "This place isn't what it seems. It's a whole new world when the lights go out. We're forced, for hours on end to practice our dancing. You have to dance for your food! If you don't do well enough, you don't eat, you get beaten, tasered, starved."
"How did you manage to get here? We've been looking for you, You just disappeared."
"I didn't disappear." Kensi said sadly, "I was abducted."
Sorry for the short chapter...