Chapter 11 is here! Sorry for the slow update... It might be like that for a little bit. I'm in the process of reformating my computer, and it isn't quite done...

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Chapter 11

Flashback
Three Weeks Ago

Kensi was driving home from work. It was a normal day, and for once they didn't have any cases. She had caught up on her paper work and was looking forward to the pint of Ben & Jerry's ice cream that was waiting in her freezer. Her techno music was blaring as she rounded the corner onto 5th Ave when she heard a loud popping sound.

"Shit." She muttered as she pulled over. Kensi walked around her car and quickly found the problem. She bent over next to the tire and pulled out a large nail, which had punctured her tire. It was almost completely flat, so she walked back to the driver's door and retrieved her cell phone from the dash. She powered it on, but it immediately powered off again.

'Great,' Kensi thought, 'It's dead. Guess I'd better start walking.' She grabbed her gun, I.D badge, wallet, and keys before she locked her car and headed down the dimly lit street. She wasn't in the best part of the neighborhood, so she kept alert. As she walked, she could hear the growls of some cats fighting, and some dogs barking. But she heard something that made her freeze.

A scream.

She pulled her gun out from the waistband of her jeans and ran towards the noise. Her adrenaline was pumping as she rounded the corner and ran into the alley. She watched as a young man was trying to wrestle a young girl through a door. The girl was kicking and screaming as he pulled her hair and pushed her closer to the door.

"Federal agent, don't move!" Kensi said as she raised her gun towards the man. He froze and the girl screamed. Kensi walked towards the man slowly, but didn't see another man appear out of the shadows. She was struck on the head, and the world went black.

End flashback

"They must have dragged me here." Kensi said, "I woke up chained to a wall, and that's when the torture began." Deeks sat down on the bed next to her a pulled out his cell phone.

"We have to figure out a way to get you out of here," he said as he dialed a number and put it on speaker.

"Mr. Deeks?" Hetty's voice rang through the room, "why are you calling me at such an ungodly hour?"

"Because, I found Kensi." He heard a slight gasp, but she continued.

"Where is she? Is she all right?" Hetty's voice was a mix of relief and concern.

"I'm right here Hetty," Kensi chimed in, "I was abducted by this man who owns the Phoenix Strip Club. Before you ask, I'd rather not retell the story right now."

"Of course my dear," Hetty said in a soft tone, "We'll have a tactical team there to extract you in less than three hours."

"No!" Kensi said, "We have to get the others out of here as well. He's captured at least 15 girls, and they need to get out of here. This place isn't a strip club... It's a sex slave operation. We're all forced to dance."

"Okay. We'll need to asses this further." Hetty calmly replied. "I'm assuming he doesn't keep you guys right at the club, does he?"

"No. He keeps us in the building next door. There's a secret door that connects the two places. We're usually there from five in the morning to six in the afternoon."

"All right my dear. We'll get you out soon. Deeks, come back to OPS so we can get a plan going. I'll call the others. And Kensi?"

"Yes Hetty?"

"Be safe."

"Of course Hetty." She hung up just as they heard a rap on the door.

"You've got 5 minutes, finish up in there!" One of the bouncers called through the door. Kensi looked at Deeks wide eyed.

"Shh, it'll be alright." Deeks said as he grasped her hand and squeezed it gently. "We'll get you out tomorrow, I promise I'll see you then, Fern." She couldn't help but smile as he used her nickname. He gave her his cock-eyed smile and continued. "But until then," he pulled up his jeans and pulled his backup .22 revolver out of it's ankle holster, "Keep this with you at all times. You're a master at concealing things." He stood up and carefully held her in his arms. He gave her a peck on the cheek and retreated towards the door.

"Deeks?" She said. He turned towards her and looked at her, "See you tomorrow." He smiled and nodded, and walked out the door. She held the small gun in her hand and turned it. She'd keep it with her at all times, just like Deeks told her. She stood up and shoved the gun into her booty shorts. She walked over to the mirror and checked to see if it was showing. Thankfully, it was barely noticeable, and it would be dark in the hallways.

She could hear his footsteps before he opened the door. She sat back on the bed and waited for him to come in. He shoved open the door and grabbed her by the arm. She stumbled a bit as he shoved her through the door, and down towards the bedroom.

:) Hope everyone had a great Memorial day weekend?