Blye, S Part 1. Chapter ThirtyEight: Operation Hell

I sat in the back of Eric's SUV that Callen had managed to persude Eric to let us use, I held Hetty's gun firmly in my hand. Three bullets inside the load: one for the man who killed both my boys, one for spare and one for luck (if I needed it).

"You okay Miss Blye the second?" Hetty said, through to my earpeice.

I sighed deeply. "Never been better"

"I'm here to guide you, just call okay?" She said, confidently.

I smiled to myself. "Thanks Hetty"

The back door of the SUV opened, Deeks and Sam jumped in like to warn out dogs.

"Have fun did we boys?" Kensi joked.

"Not. Funny" Sam panted.

"Right Callen, Sash. What's the plan?" Kensi said, putting on her bulletproof vest.

I looked to Callen as he pulled out a small peice of paper that amazingly had all the routes that we had to take.

"Kensi, Deeks take the back route, Sam and I will cover right and left and Sash" He looked to me.

"Will go headfirst!" I annouced.

"Do we even know who were dealing with?" Deeks said, questioningly.

"His name is Issac Bracknell, he hated my father all the way through high school and once he learned that I was in the US, he has been attempting to bring me to my knees for the past 3 months that I have been here" I declared, handing out pictures of him.

"So why hasn't he had a go at Kensi?" Callen asked.

"Laurie Edwards was his wingman, he wanted Kensi dead. But instead got me and killed Sammy" I grimaced.

"Sly bugger" Kensi muttered.

I huffed. "I know. But now he's going to get his comuppence"

I walked in the middle of an deserted road, chanting.

"Come on Bracknell! Let's not keep this up all day"

And there he stood.

The tall stocky man that had been killing off my boys, the man that had been set to make me fall since my arrival. I wasn't going to let him do that to me. Not now. Not ever.

"I havn't got time to play Bracknell so let's just get this over with okay?" I growled.

"Your boys deserved their death each one" He growled edging closer.

I whipped out the gun and pulled the trigger.

"Why did you save Harry till last?" I cried, my hands trembling as I metioned his name. "Either Jerry or Sammy could have died last, but you had to kill him last. WHY!"

"Because of your love for him" He growled.

"Oh I see, you wanted to bring me to my knees by killing the man I loved! Well do you know something, it only made me stronger" I almost screamed.

I shot him once, then twice then a third knowing that it hit him.

The rest of the team came running from their respective places, standing next to me.

"He's dead. He's dead" I snarled.

I turned away walking towards Eric's SUV, clutching Hetty's gun firmly in my hand.

"Hetty? He's dead, job done" I said, as I opened the back door to the car and sat down on the edge.

"Well done, now come home. A letter arrived for you a few seconds ago" She replied.

I pulled out my earpeice as the others came back.

I decided to fall asleep on Callen's shoulder, considering that he let Kensi drive.

Note to self: when you turn 18, DO NOT let Kensi drive your car!

"Sasha" Hetty said as I walked through to the bullpen.

She came towards me with a white envelope in her hand, she placed it in mine before returning back to her desk as I retreated to mine to read the letter.

I sat down slowly, turning the letter in my hands to open the ceal.

I held the letter in my trembling hands.

DI. Sasha Blye,

In the light of recent events it has been my decison and mine only to bring forward your return to England to next tuesday almost four days before your actual planned return.

I have also made the decison to promote you from DI to DCI apon your return, gaining you more respect than you did when you left.

If you wish to extend your stay in LA, please feel free to have your director ring me within the next few days.

Sincerley,

Supt. Edward Jones

I sighed heavily, leaning back into my chair.

I paused for a few moments before walking briskly over to Hetty's desk.

I threw the letter down on her desk.

"Is there a problem Miss Blye the second?" She said, without looking up at me.

"Phone Leon Vance! NOW!"