Missing

Chapter 14:

Forty minutes of hell. Two thousand and four hundred long seconds of unbearable hell.

It was the only way to describe the drive to the address they were heading towards at an impressive speed. G Callen sat in the front seat his head leaning on the cool glass as he watched the dotted white line disappear behind him in a second but forever continue. Deeks and Nate both sat in the backseat while Sam drove significantly faster than the speed limit a red and blue light on the front dash warning the passerby cars.

His partner had taken the keys from Callen throwing him a look that said that he would be the only one driving. After assuring Hetty and Eric who would both be conversing with the team from the OSP building that they would bring Kensi home they had left the headquarters within seconds of receiving the address.

Since they had haphazardly sped out of the car park nobody had uttered a single word and the tense air could probably have been easily sliced with a knife. Callen had been picking at his nails, running his hands through his short hair and wringing his hands. Deeks had taken to tapping on the back of the car seat and Sam had snapped at them both multiple times telling them to cut it all out his nerves fraying.

Callen was nervous. In fact being honest, he was scared. And really honest, he was at the point where he was just point blank terrified. He knew that she was alive due to Eric's constant updates but he also knew that she'd been hurt...in ways they couldn't possibly imagine.

Physically, mentally...beaten, raped, assaulted, tortured, drugged, tormented.

Who knows what else they'd done to her?

He wondered if she'd get over it. He wondered how the hell she'd get over it. How they'd get her through it. All he knew is that she had to. She had to be able to get through it. He would get her through it.

He would do absolutely anything but he would get her through it.

Caught up in his thoughts Callen could only distantly hear Nate and Sam talking, trying to ease the tenseness of the car. It helped them, to talk...Callen had noticed over the years that they both talked when they were stressed. It made sense Nate was a psychologist and Sam...

Well he was the mother of the group after all.

All four men would swear for the rest of their lives that those forty minutes were the longest forty minutes of their lives. The drive had felt never ending but finally after what felt like hours upon hours they arrived on the road that Kensi was supposedly being kept. They slowed down travelling up the road that they quickly found to be a driveway. A long, long, long driveway that was completely deserted.

As they had gotten closer to the address Eric had called them telling the team that they had an ambulance on standby and there was plenty of back up waiting for their call. As they passed an FBI car outside of the address who had only just made it their before them Callen's window was lowered and the bag of cash transported by the FBI was deposited onto Callen's lap.

A grim nod from the officer who also added a quiet good luck they began up the driveway. As the senior agent had ordered most of the back up stayed behind at the top of the street like driveway and only several FBI cars followed them through the trees toward the building they could just see ahead.

As they pulled up the air got thicker and a bad feeling blanketed everybody. It was silent, completely silent and the only sound was car doors trying to be opened quietly which both Callen and Deeks did quickly but efficiently like the professionals they were.

Nate was told to stay where he was while Callen, Sam and Deeks guns in hands made their way towards the building the other FBI agents surrounding the sides. Their boots crunched the pebbles under their feet and their arms were held out in front of them aiming their guns towards the door they were heading too,

"We take them alive if we can, understood" Hetty's voice spoke in their ears,

"yep" said the unmistakable voices of both Deeks and Sam responded immediately,

"Mr Callen" Hetty asked,

"Yeah Hetty sure" He repeated grouchily his eyes scanning the windows knowing that there was most probably men behind most of them, waiting..for the right moment. The right angle.

He hoped against hope that they wouldn't be expecting them.

"Guys" the other two looked up towards Deeks who was staring at the door of the building which had creaked open. A tall man walked out of the building and Eric's voice followed,

"yeah that's our man Ian Washington"

"Mr Callen what exactly happened to our deal?" the man yelled,

"We've got the building surrounded Washington. Your records clean and we've got your cash so now you play your part and you let her go" Sam chucked the bag of money between them and one of the men scurried down the stairs of the large building and picked up the bag bracing his gun in his hand trained on the agents before him,

"hmmm yes...sure sounds good to me. Nice and easy." They watched him speak into his phone and looked back up to them when he hung up. But Callen didn't give him the chance to speak,

"Where is she Washington?"The man smiled a horrid, sickening smirk that made their skin crawl,

"You see I didn't think... well actually I still don't think you are planning to ever going to let me and my men go. So we decided we needed some insurance. You will find your little agent delightful woman that she is on the second level down there is a combination lock on the door which I will text to your phone when I am say a comfortable distance away" Callen felt his blood boil. He wanted Kensi, he wanted her out, he wanted to see her, physically see her.

And then he wanted to go after them.

"Oh and Agent Callen if anything should go wrong a simple press of a button will allow a very large portion of a very dangerous drug to disperse into the young lady's blood stream ultimately killing her just keep that in mind" It was the last thing the man said before a car pulled up from around the side of the building. It was black, dark tinted windows and had no number plates.

"Eric?" Callen spoke covertly into his microphone barely moving his lips,

"we're tracking the car Callen" Eric assured the agent. The bulky bag was thrown into the boot of the car and at the last moment Ian Washington turned to look back at the agents.

"Good doing business with you gentlemen" He smirked one final time. It was a triumphant smile, a malicious, satisfied leer one that made all the agents uneasy before he slipped into the car.

And at that moment Callen promised that he would find Ian Washington and David Michaels...who they hadn't seen at all yet ..but he would find them both and he would make them pay.

For Kensi's sake.

As they watched the car disappear Deeks spoke into his microphone bug while he, Sam and Callen all took off at the same time into the building. Guns drawn they moved through the building. It was dark only lit by the torches they each had in their hands. Their backs flattened against the wall they followed a long, dark, cold hall peering into rooms that they could see but focused on finding the stairwell.

They had to get down, they had to find stairs, they needed to get down before it was too la-

"STAIRS" Sam called and the other two men turned and joined Sam leaping down the stairs at a great speed. Behind them FBI backups flooded into the building. Some followed them while others went to search the rest of the building.

When they got to the second floor down it was even darker and there was a large portion of the corridor on either side of them. And so they split. Deeks and the FBI agents went one way and Sam and Callen took the other. It was Deeks this time who found the door. He knew it was it and his heart began to race faster than it already was.

"Here guys! There's a combination lock on the door" He could hear Callen and Sam thundering up the corridor.

"KENSI...KENS?" There was no answer but all of them knew it didn't mean a lot.

"Guys that's it. I'm sure. I can hear you outside the door, banging on it, yelling. I think she's unconscious if not she's close it's a little hard to tell but you're in the right place" Eric confirmed and the three agents took in the locks, the security on the door.

"He's not going to open this door is he?" Deeks asked looking at Callen who had his phone gripped tightly in his hand. Suddenly the agents cringed as there was a very, very loud yelling in their ears.

"GET OUT OF THE BUILDING THAT'S AN ORDER THERE ARE EXPLOSIVES IN THE BUILDING ALL TEAMS GET OUT NOW" The FBI team began to move, most heading back up the stairs. The one who turned to the agents repeating the orders was fixed with an angry glare from Sam and a one worded order that was very effective,

"Go" He turned back to the others who were trying to get the door open...any way that they could. They were thinking of shooting it and the locks but they knew it would be too dangerous. They knew that the bullets would rebound and most likely take one of them out.

"Eric can you do anything to get this door open?" Deeks spoke quickly,

"Uh not a lo—" He was cut off however when Callen's phone went off and a ground of relief escaped all three agents.

"325623"He spun the dials his hands almost shaking and finally heard the lock click. They slammed through the door and finally, finally after nearly two weeks of hell she was in front of them. Right there. Callen's eyes ran over her body she had been placed back onto the metal table they had seen in the video. Her arms were strapped up above her head and her legs at the bottom of the table. The globe above illuminated Kensi just enough for them to see the injuries the men had left her with.

The three moved towards her almost warily. Callen wrenched his eyes away from her broken body following the tube that was fixed in her wrist to a half full bag of clear liquid that he knew was not saline. The hand they had watched be tortured nearly an hour ago was grossly swollen and a grey, black colour. Bone had pierced the skin and the agents could only imagine how painful it was strapped above her head tightly.

"We've got to get her out of here now" Sam spoke his voice shaky,

Callen gripped the metallic table supporting his shaky legs but he raised his trembling hands to her bloody face,

"Kensi, Kens wake up Kensi" He ran his hands over her face lightly, brushing her matted hair from her face,

"NCIS YOU NEED TO GET OUT NOW THIS PLACE IS GOING TO BLOW"

"Guys where are you? Come on" Nate's anxious voice sounded in their ears. It was Deeks that ripped the drip from her wrist, not professionally but he got it out of her as fast as he could. It was then that she moved some. Flinching and their eyes fixed onto her face,

"nooo" she rasped out in a painful whisper

"Kensi...it's us love. It's G and Deeks and Sam...Kens" She didn't seem to understand what was happening. But the whimpers continued.

Sam and Deeks worked on the straps binding her to the table and finally G scooped her up into his arms with no hesitation.

She was so skinny almost a skeleton. The dress on her was thin, torn, ripped and shredded and only just covered her. It was obvious that she had barely eaten and her rasping breaths showed them how imperative water was becoming for their friend. She was so light and tiny in his arms,

"GUYS YOU HAVE UNDER LIKE A MINUTE TO GET OUT SO GET OUT" they'd never heard Eric yell but wouldn't ever doubt that he could again,

The three began to move their hearts racing erratically. They were thankful she was alive and even more so that they had her. But seeing Kensi on the video stream and seeing her in front of them, touching her starved, skeletal figure and hearing her whimpers there it was a different story. A heartbreaking, painful one that had them all questioning how on earth she was going to survive.

They could hear Eric cursing in their ears as they began to run up the stairs. They finally got up onto the first floor but it was then that they felt the building shake. Stones and debris from the roof began to fall and when the first explosive rocked the building from somewhere below them every one of them hit the floor.

Callen spun his body landing on his back and shielding Kensi on his chest. Her whimpers were becoming louder and he knew that he was hurting her. But there wasn't anywhere he could touch her that didn't seem to be bruised or bleeding or swollen.

It was there her eyes began to flicker open and it was Deeks who saw her first,

"Kens!...Kensi, Kens it's Deeks, you're okay we're getting you ou-" She looked at him warily and then her eyes widened and her mouth opened in horror taking in a shuddering breath and she began to yell in horror. If her voice was stronger they all knew that it would have been a shrill scream.

"No Kensi it's Deeks"

"It must be the drugs" Sam said and Deeks nodded but he couldn't help his chest searing with pain from the look of terror on his partners face.

The second explosion happened and it was all they could do to run. They ran through the corridor with barely no light and finally they reached the door just as the last and final explosion hit. The force behind them threw all four of them metres ahead and they could hear other officers and agents ahead of them yelling,

Callen felt Kensi being ripped from his arms as they were all sent into the air. When he had landed with a thud on the ground he looked to his right seeing Deeks and Sam getting back up. Sam holding his head but turning to his left Kensi was thrashing about. She was screaming again and one of her hands the better of the two was scratching her face.

But it was Nate who reached Kensi first dropping to his knees.

"It's the light her eyes are still too sensitive" She screamed when she saw him trying to pull away. But he grabbed her hand pulling it away from her face. But she only screamed louder. Callen placed a hand over her eyes and while her screams quietened a fraction she began to move more and more.

"Kensi it's okay it's Nate, it's okay" But the psychologist couldn't help but think that she would feel like being kidnapped all over again. Callen's hand over mouth, his hand restraining hers. Callen picked her up again just as the paramedics backed up the ambulance.

"Sir can—" But Callen didn't need to be asked he placed her squirming body on the gurney. Nate cringed even more when he saw them begin to use the restraints to tie her down.

"We're going right now straight away are you meeting us there" Nate nodded at the paramedics. But it was Deeks who looked to Callen and then back to Kensi,

"Can he ride with you?" The others turned to Deeks understanding his meaning and one of the paramedics nodded as they loaded Kensi into the back.

"Yeah sure you're going to have to go in the front seat though ok we're going to need two of us at least in the back" Callen nodded and then turned and nodded his thanks to Deeks on the way to the front of the ambulance.

"I'll see you guys there" He muttered,

"We'll follow you in" Sam assured and they almost ran back towards the car while Callen hoisted himself up into the ambulance hearing the sirens start. Looking back he watched them begin to connect tubes and cords to Kensi's writhing body. Her eyes were open and she was moaning in pain and probably terror. He wondered what it was that she was seeing. How the drugs were affecting her.

He was torn. The bastards who had her had gotten away which was never part of the plan and seeing her in front of her and remembering how light she had been to carry did nothing to sooth his bubbling anger.

He shook himself ...it didn't matter.

Because he had her. They had her back. And that was the only thing that mattered.

Hiii please please please review this chapter for me! Sorry this took a bit longer than planned but let me know what you think

Thanks

Nina xx