Author's note: I do not own NCIS:LA or it's characters.
Nell was sitting in her car once the team had left for the day. She knew Eric was safe, but part of her wasn't okay still. She knew that he probably wouldn't give her a second thought that night, but she needed him. Then her car door opened. "Hey, what you doing here still?" she asked her partner. "Checking on you, why are you still here?" Eric responded. Nell smiled. "Do you, maybe want to come to my place? I have plenty of beer and we can order a pizza if you want?" Nell asked hopefully. "Sure, sweetie,do you need me right now or can I run home and pack a bag?"Eric asked softly. Nell smiled. "You're sweet. Go home and pack a bag, I will leave the door unlocked for you,"Nell said. When she pulled up to her apartment, she felt a little off, like someone was following her. She hurried in the building and made it to her apartment before a familiar voice said "What, honey, you think you can get away from me? You were late" Nell panicked. "Listen, I have a friend coming over. I promise I'll do whatever you want tomorrow, but you have to leave. Promise I'll be good, we are just going to order a pizza and watch a movie,"Nell whispered. When Eric arrived, Nell had a large bag of clothes and other possessions. "Change of plans. We are going to your place, I will tell you why when we get there,"she said softly. She practically ran out to his car.Then Eric noticed a bruise on her wrist. "What happened there?"he asked. "Nothing, you know I'm clumsy,"she replied.Later that evening, when Nell was finished with her shower, Eric noticed more bruises on her legs, and more noticeably, her collarbone and neck. Then Eric started putting everything together,like why she hated normal high-fives, and why she never drank more than one drink when she was out with the team. "Swetheart, come here when you get dressed. I want to talk to you," he said softly. She quickly got dressed and came out. "Come sit. Why do you have so many bruises, sweetheart?" he asked nervously. "Okay, fine. My boyfriend, he gets mad sometimes,"she whispered. She was trying not to cry. "Nelly, please. Just talk to me. I promise, nobody is going to hurt you," he whispered as he pulled her in for a hug. "He just, he yells at me and he hits me and he makes me do stuff I don't want to," she sobbed. "Oh, sweetie, it's okay. I promise you, you never have to see him again," he whispered. "It's been really bad lately, he forces me to and it hurts so bad and I can't say anything because I'm scared everyone will think I'm lying," she choked out. "Sweetie, I don't think you're lying. But I need to ask, what exactly is he forcing you to do?" he whispered. Nell sniffled. "He makes me have sex and he won't let me use any birth control and I think I'm pregnant," she sobbed. Eric took a deep breath to try to calm himself. "Okay, tell you what. Tomorrow, we'll go to the store and buy you a test. I don't think anything is open this late. You are definitely staying here until this guy is in jail. Do you want to tell the team now or wait until tomorrow morning?" he tried to keep his voice calm and even, but deep down he was terrified. "Do we have to tell them?" she asked softly. "Aww, sweetie, I know it's rough, but yes we do need to tell the team so they can help. But we can wait till tomorrow okay," he whispered. She sniffled