After months and months of hospitals and physical therapy, Kensi was finally starting to go back to the Mission to train and start getting her life back on track. She wasn't officially back yet, but she was feeling good. That was until all hell broke loose and she was kidnapped by Sullivan.


Kensi slowly woke up, zipped tied to a wheelchair in some musty basement.

"How we doing Special K?" Sullivan asked as she came to.

"The hell is this?"

"Well what does it look like?"

Kensi sighed deeply. "Well. Looks like you read 50 Shades of Gray too many times." she huffed out as she started trying to work at the zip ties.

"Yea, I think you're gonna need a little more rehab."

"Yea? Let me out of this chair and I'll show you who needs rehab." She said angrily.

"Still feisty."

"Ok why are you doing this, what is this?"

"Because you and your team are becoming a royal pain in the ass."

Kensi scoffed. "You're CIA aren't you?"

"I'm actually gonna be the one asking the questions."

"I'm not telling you anything." Kensi said defiantly.

"That's what they all say." Sullivan said as he reached for a syringe. "You're gonna feel a little prick." Sullivan injected Kensi with some form of a sedative which promptly knocked her out.


Sullivan dosed her up multiple times that Kensi couldn't think straight. By the time it was all over, all she knows for sure is she was able to trick Sullivan into untying her, nearly kick his ass before being tied up again only to be saved by Deeks. Now she was sitting in the back of an ambulance convincing the paramedics that she was fine and didn't need to go to the hospital.


"I'm ok. Really. I just wanna go home." She looked at Deeks. "Please." She said.

"We've got it guys, thank you." Deeks said as he helped Kensi out of the ambulance and into the car.

They arrived back home after a long debriefing. Kensi was walking slowly and appeared to be in pain.

"You sure you don't wanna go to a doctor?"

"I'll be alright Deeks. Trust me. I've been through worse."

"….Okay." He agreed tentatively.


Kensi had just stepped out of the shower and was examining her multiple bruises over her body as well as the gash to her tongue. She let out a deep sigh before digging through one of her bags in the living room and grabbing a bottle of pills. She then promptly washed 4 of them down with a bottle of beer before joining Deeks in bed.