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HANDS OF GUILT

CHAPTER 11

"Deeks get in the car, you're being a girl" Kensi admonished.

"Kensi, do you even realise that Hetty is waiting for me back at Ops…I mean it's Hetty!" Deeks whined.

"Keep talking shaggy and I'll tell Hetty to really go to town on you" Sam grumbled.

Sighing, Deeks knew he was defeated. Three tough agents who took great delight in watching him squirm whenever possible had surrounded him and were putting out their best glares at him with looks of "Yeah no way you're getting out of this Deeks".

"Fine" Deeks said with a sad sigh.

"Good boy. I'll even buy you an ice cream if you behave" smiled Kensi.

"Pfft, you didn't even buy me one last time like you promised" Deeks mumbled.

"I promised I would buy you one if you didn't cry. Not if you passed out on the floor"

"Gee I'm really feeling loved today" Deeks moaned as he got into Kensi's car.

COUNTY JAIL

"I'm sorry Mr Sanderson to tell you that your stepson, Ben Carting has been shot and killed today" Prison Psychologist Henry Gibson said in the small office at the Prison where James Sanderson was an inmate.

"Who shot and killed him? Was it Detective Marty Deeks LAPD?" Sanderson yelled in anger.

"I'm sorry I can't say. All I know he was shot and died during a shootout. I don't have any other information" Gibson said.

"Yeah, well thanks for telling me about Ben. What about the funeral for him?"

"I understand you are the only next of kin Ben had is that right?" Gibson asked.

"That's right. I want to bury him next to his stepmom. And I want to be there for it"

"Well I'll start organising funeral arrangements on behalf of you. And I'll see if you would be allowed to attend it" Gibson said as he stood and closed his file.

"You do that….I have something else I need to organise…"Sanderson tailed off.

BACK AT OPS

"Mr Deeks! Come with me. Let's get you fixed up" Hetty called out to the bullpen where Deeks had just sat down in his chair with the others.

"Uh…no need Hetty. I'm fine…it's all good" Deeks called back to her.

"Mr Deeks. I will be the judge of whether your injury is fine or not. When I ask you come with me I mean it. Your pain is my pleasure" Hetty said firmly as she took a hold of his arm.

Sam, Callen and Kensi just smiled broadly as they watched the helpless Deeks turn and put on a "Please help me" look at them.

"Should we spy on this G?" Sam asked, chuckling.

"Hetty would kill us if we spied on her. No I think this is a moment for just Deeks and Hetty" Callen replied.

"Aw, but I so want to watch Deeks squirming" giggled Kensi.

"You are so mean to your partner sometimes Kensi" Callen said shaking his head.

Kensi frowned at Callen's remark. 'I'm not always mean to him am I?' she thought to herself. 'I do tease him a lot. But he teases me too so that evens things up'. Who was she kidding, she had noticed when she teased him now, that sometimes she could see a hint of hurt in his eyes that wasn't there before when they started to work together as partners.

MEDICAL ROOM AT OPS

"Let's see what the damage is shall we?" Hetty said as she gently pulled off Kensi's temporary bandage. "Ah Mr Hanna was correct. The wound is not a severe one. We'll get you right again in no time Mr Deeks".

"Um…really Hetty this is fine. You don't have to…"

"Mr Deeks. You are one of my team. When one of my team is injured I make sure the injury is medically treated. You do not doubt my abilities do you?"

"No of course not Hetty…it's just…"

"Oh out with it Mr Deeks" Hetty spat.

"I'm just used to patching myself up when I get injured. When dad used to hit me, my mom would usually be too badly beaten too to help me with my injuries from him. I mean she tried where she could but sometimes she couldn't even move from the floor. I usually just treated my injuries myself and then helped her if I could. Half the time I didn't know what I was doing since I was just a kid"

"Well you don't have to worry about your father anymore Mr Deeks. You have a family now and we are very glad to have you in our team." Hetty smiled.

"Really Hetty? Cause sometimes I get the feeling…"

"Mr Callen, Mr Hanna and Kensi may all tease and mock you from time to time but that doesn't mean they don't like or respect you Mr Deeks. I'll let you in on a little secret…Mr Callen once told me that he felt the team was now complete with you in it and he admired the way you came to Kensi's aid when you last got shot at the hospital. Also he knows that you two make a great team and he doesn't worry about Kensi now because she has a reliable and skilled partner to back her up"

"Callen said that? Wow…I just figured I was comic relief for the team and a liaison when needed out on a case. And a partner for Kensi"

"So you see Mr Deeks. You are an invaluable wheel in this well-oiled machine and this team works like a Ferrari with you in it, rather than a…"

"Jaguar?" Deeks chuckled. Hetty gave him a withering look and Deeks quickly stopped his smile.

"My Jaguar is better than any Ferrari with me behind the wheel, Mr Deeks"

"I am so glad it wasn't me who shot your car up Hetty"

"Mmm. Yes well I am too. I don't think I would have had the heart to torture you over doing such damage to my car if it was you Mr Deeks"

Deeks could only swallow a gulp. He so greatly admired his boss who scared him a little. She had been to places and seen things he had only heard about on the news or from other people.

"There we are all done. Now try not to get yourself injured any more than that Mr Deeks" Hetty said.

"I'll try Hetty…but who knows what the bad guys have in store for us" Deeks said with a smile.

COUNTY JAIL

"Tyno? It's James Sanderson here. Yeah look Ben's been shot and killed by Detective Marty Deeks from LAPD" Sanderson said to his friend on the outside during his weekly allowed timed phone call.

"Oh man I'm sorry Sanderson. Anything I can do?" Nick Tyno asked.

"We need to put that asshole cop six feet in the ground where he belongs" snarled Sanderson.

"I'm with ya James"

"Shut up and listen Tyno. There's an old warehouse downtown where I hid some stuff I had acquired over the years. Inside one of the wall cavities is a hidden wall, behind it are about 20 high powered rifles and some hand grenades. I want you to get it all and call Karl Landers and Igor Hantolov to help you"

"What do you want us to do with it when we get the stuff James?" Tyno asked

"What do you think? Kill Detective Marty Deeks" Sanderson gruffed. "Don't call me again until it's done"

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