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I know that again it been a long time...too long...and again I apologize. I just had the problem of not being able to open any Word documents on my laptop so I could not receive my sister's feedback. Also she was away for a week so no change of getting feedback then. And I was dumb and forgot to put the right chapters on a USB and put them from my one laptop to my other laptop. I need a better solution for that one xD

Chapter 29

Kensi sighed and cursed herself. Already waiting for thirty minutes for their dinner. Why did she not choose to order instead of getting it herself? Of course she used the car ride to think and worry about both Deeks and the adoption procedure. From both she had heard nothing more. Not one simple word. She walked over to the counter.

'How long does it take to prepare a meal?' she asked the waiter annoyed. The guy wiped the sweat of his forehead and shrugged.

'I'm sorry, ma'am,' he said. 'One of my colleagues is sick and we're just not with enough guys right now…and as you can see it's packed tonight…Can I offer you a drink on the house?' Kensi sighed again but she nodded.

'A Coca Cola,' she ordered and the waiter nodded, quickly giving her her drink.

'Isn't this nice; our problem because they've a problem,' the man next to her complained and Kensi smiled at him. He turned to her. 'I have been waiting for forty minutes now…still not even close to getting my food.'

'Luckily for me 'only' thirty minutes,' she said and she took a big gulp of her drink. 'Too bad I have a hungry teenager waiting for me to come home…'

'No hungry boyfriend?' the man smiled and Kensi recognized the eager look in his eyes.

'Also a hungry boyfriend,' she told him. 'But the teenager is the worst.' The man laughed bitterly and drank the remaining beer before ordering another one. Kensi shot a hopeful look into the kitchen, only to see cooks acting like crazy. She was about to grab her phone to call Narah when the door was kicked open and shots were fired. Panic and chaos arose

'Everybody, do not move!' a man yelled and with his gun ready in his hands he jumped on the table. The people in the restaurant stopped moving out of fear and a smile appeared on the man's face. 'Everyone just get down on the floor and do not move unless we tell you so…and you will survive this short visit!'


All the people in the restaurant had been ordered to sit down on the left sight of the building while the six armed men stood at the counter, whispering softly. One of them stepped forward, the same on who had jumped on the table, and he waved around his gun.

'This dangerous firearm in my hands means I am in control,' he said. 'All of you just need to listen to me and my guys. First of all I will need all of your cell phones, keys and wallets.' He gestured two of his men to step forward with a bag in their hands. 'You all put them quietly and without a word into the bag…if you do not hand in your phone, you will be shot.' As the two 'bag'-men walked passed everyone, Kensi watched their leader. He was calm, even seemed to whistle, counting the money he had grabbed from the register. He was enjoying this.

'Phone!' one of the bag-men yelled to the woman next to Kensi and he pointed his gun at her head. The woman held her hands up.

'I do not have one,' she whispered.

'We live in two thousand and twelve…everyone has a damn phone!' the man shouted and the woman began to shake violently.

'I ran out of the door without my phone, I swear!' she sobbed. 'I did not bring my phone! I left it at home!' Bag-man turned to the leader, who nodded, and he shot the woman. The woman fell on top of the man behind her, with a blood gushing hole in her head.

'And now you can all see, I do not joke,' the leader said with amusement in his voice. Bag-man held the bag in front of Kensi and she calmly put her phone, keys


and wallet in it. The waiter and a cook were the ones who had to drag the woman's body out of the group and dump it outside.

The scared whispers had started in the group as the gunmen didn't give anything away about why they had entered the restaurant. Only the manager had been called to the counter, being joined into the soft talking of the gunmen with a gun pressed against his head. Kensi tried to hear what everyone had to say and meanwhile look around for something that could help her with this situation. Only the ringing of a phone quieted the room. The leader gestured for the bag to be brought over.

'Who is the lucky person being called,' the leader smiled while he searched the bag for the ringing phone. He raised his eyebrows when he found it. 'Narah…lovely name…' Kensi's head shot up. With one glance at the clock she knew Narah must been waiting for an hour now…probably why she called. Kensi stood up as the leader was ready to answer it.

'Your phone, beautiful?' he asked and Kensi nodded. He gestured her to walk over and handed her the phone. 'No funny business.' He pushed the barrel of his gun against her chin and Kensi took a deep breath before answering.

'Hey, Narah…'

'Where are you? Is something wrong with the food?' Kensi took another deep breath and glanced at the leader

'No, no, Narah, I'm…fine…call your uncle G and ask him to come over…okay?'

'Uncle G? Why…'

'Okay, bye Narah. I will come as soon as possible.' Kensi hung up and handed the phone back to the leader. He pushed her back towards the hostages. Kensi ran her hand through her hair. Why did Narah have to call her, right this moment?


As soon as the red and blue lights started to shine through the window, the leader jumped up, laughing. He pushed the manager towards the restaurant phone. He ordered one of the gunmen to stand beside the shaking man and he himself walked towards the window.

'Okay people,' he announced. 'Time to get started…before I start talking to the cops…does anyone know where I can find Mister Aberdeen…William Aberdeen?' Kensi watched the leader's face closely as no one reacted. Instead of the expected anger, she saw joy in his eyes. She glanced out of the window and recognized Sam's car. Relief hit her. If Sam was here, Callen was and the two of them would solve this. If only there was a way for her to get contact with them…Kensi turned to the waiter she had spoken to before.

'Is there a room in the back which has a door or a window?' she asked him.

'Umm…yes…' he stumbled. 'But you're not going to do anything, right? That guy…that guy is crazy and if you go, he will…' Kensi put her hand on his arm, hoping to calm him down.

'I'm actually a cop and I need a way to contact my colleagues outside,' she told him hurried. People around them turned their heads towards her and she noticed the hope in their eyes. If only she had a gun…

'In the back, second on the left,' he told her. 'It's an area for the staff…the bathrooms are close to it. They have windows as well, looking out onto the parking lot.' Kensi nodded and she stood up once again. The leader smiled at her.

'What is it, lovely?' he asked.

'I need to go to the bathroom,' she told him and the leader glanced at his guys. One of them nodded at him and the leader gave him the gesture to take Kensi to it. Kensi took a few steps closer and waited patiently till her escort joined her.

'You got five minutes,' he told her when they arrived at the bathroom. Kensi smiled at him and opened the door. When she got inside, and her escort stayed outside, she ran to the first stall. Putting down the lid of the toilet, she stepped on the toilet and tried to see if she could open the window. When she succeeded she grabbed the toilet roll and threw it outside, hoping someone would notice. Nervously she waited for the time to get by, glancing at her watch every so often. She grabbed another toilet roll and threw it out, praying it would be found. And she got lucky. An LAPD officer walked over to the second toilet roll and curiously looked around. As he saw Kensi, he waved over Callen and Sam.

'Kens, you okay?' Callen asked worried.

'Yeah, yeah I'm fine,' she answered him hurried, looking over her shoulder at the door. 'I do not have much time. There are six guys in the restaurant, armed. They are looking for William Aberdeen. They already killed one woman...and they are pretty serious. The leader is calm and even seems to enjoy himself...' Kensi took a deep breath after giving Callen and Sam all that she knew. 'Is Narah okay?' Sam nodded.

'She is okay, Kens,' he said. 'Just a little worried.' Her escort started to bang on the door, telling her to hurry up. Kensi wanted to step off the toilet when Callen's hand grabbed her arm.

'Here,' he said to her and he handed her his earpiece. Kensi nodded and put it in her ear. She took a deep breath, flushed the toilet and walked out of the bathroom.


Kensi sat down with the other hostages and some relief washed over her as she heard Callen, Sam, Eric and Nell talking in her ear. It made the situation a lot better when she knew she wasn't on her own. Even though her team was on the outside. The manager was leaning against the bar while his entire face was bruised and bleeding. The leader seemed to get a little tense and he started to pace. The phone started to ring and the hostages all glanced scared at the leader, wondering what he would do.

'You should answer it...' the manager said slowly and the leader raised his eyebrows.

'What did you say?' he asked and Kensi watched the playfulness return to the leader's eyes. The manager repeated what he had said. 'And why would I answer the phone?'

'It are the cops...' the manager stumbled. 'In...in the shows it are always the cops...' The leader pulled the manager up, who hissed at the sudden movement.

'That is true,' the leader said, 'so why don't you tell those cops to give me Mister Aberdeen within the hour or I will unfortunately have to shoot someone to prove my point.' Kensi watched the manager answering the phone with shaking hands and relay the leader's message to cops.

'Kensi, how big is the leader's threat?' Sam asked and Kensi turned her gaze at the leader, who was smiling.

'You probably have less than an hour to find him before people get killed,' she answered him softly and she got some glances from the people beside her. She gestured them to keep silent. A man bursted into tears when one of the gunmen pushed him forward towards the bar. There the leader put the barrel of his gun against the man's forehead.

'Please...' the man sobbed. 'I have a wife...two young children...they need me...'

'Well, in the fifty-four minutes you still have to live, you can remember those good times with them,' the leader said and he pistol-whipped the man across the face.


'You got to do something,' the waiter whispered at Kensi as the time passed and he forcefully grabbed her arm, which Kensi immediately pulled away from his grip.

'There isn't anything I can do!' she told him. 'I do not have a gun...'

'If we take them on all at once...we can take them!' a customer said. 'There six of them and ten of us! We should...

You can't!' Kensi said forcefully to him. 'If you want to go home to your wife, you better stay put and quiet! They have weapons and aren't afraid to use them!' The man averted his eyes at his wedding ring.

'Everything okay, Kens?' Callen asked worried over the earpiece.

'Some hero-thoughts start to rise...but otherwise fine,' she whispered. 'Also apart from the fact that within twenty four minutes they will kill someone again. Unless you can deliver Aberdeen...whoever that may be...'

'Eric and Nell are working on it,' was all that Callen said, and he had been saying that for half an hour. Kensi ran a hand over her face. They weren't getting closer to finding Aberdeen...not within the time they were given. She glanced at the unfortunate man, who seemed to be silently praying.

'Boss, something is happening,' a gunman announced as he was looking through the windows. 'Two SUVs have arrived...you think it's him?'

'I'm no psychic, so I can't tell you,' the leader answered. 'You're the one looking out the window, you tell me!'

'Boss, they're moving towards the restaurant!' the gunman reported.

'Okay...you...' he pointed at another gunman, 'go to the roof and shoot when they come too close.' The man nodded and he traded his shotgun for a sniper rifle.

'A sniper...' Kensi mumbled.

'Did you say 'sniper', Kensi?' Sam asked worried and Kensi confirmed. A loud gunshot made her turn around, only to see the unfortunate man fall to the ground, bleeding out through a gaping hole in his forehead. The leader took a deep breath and waved his gun across the group of hostages.

'So who is the next one to die today?' he taunted. 'Anyone feeling lucky?'


Two customers had dragged the dead body of the man outside, given the chance to flee themselves. The leader had pulled a young woman out of the group and held her next to him.

'We can't let them kill all of us!' the same customer as last time whispered angrily at Kensi. 'What kind of cops are out there? What makes that guy's life more worth than our lives? He probably is a criminal...dealing with those guys.' Kensi turned to the man and looked at him.

'So what is your plan?' she asked him forcefully. 'Attack him while he has guns and you have nothing? All you will achieve is death. Those cops out there are searching for Aberdeen with everything they have...So you need to shut up.' Gunshots and the sound of someone dropping on the roof, silenced everyone and they all glanced up.

'Sniper disabled,' Eric reported. 'SWAT preparing to breach.' Kensi took a relieved breath. But not for long as the leader dragged the young woman towards the door, holding the gun against the back of her head. If SWAT breached...the woman would be dead. So Kensi stood up. The leader looked surprised.

'What is it, beautiful?' he asked her and instead of going to the door, he stepped away from the door. His gun was no longer pointed at the woman's head, but at Kensi's chest. 'Are we going to be a hero, beautiful? You're offering to let me kill you instead of this woman.' Kensi heard Callen count down and she took a step towards the leader. He pushed the woman to the ground.

'Sit down,' he ordered, taking the safety off. Kensi took a deep breath...

TBC.

I want to promise that update will be more frequently, but I can not promise that right now. So all I can do is hope you all can bare with me!