NCIS: LOS ANGELES...

WHAT TROUBLE CAN HAPPEN...NOW?

DISCLAIMER:

NCIS: Los Angeles and characters do not belong to me.

SUMMARY:

It's been four years...Dani and D.J. Deeks are now 16, Callie Beale is 15. The three are best friends.

What has changed in four years? What trouble is about to happen?

Sequel to...

Get Out Of My Head, Deeks!

WARNING: Though the entire story is M rated. This chapter has some language in it.

CHAPTER 12: TELL THEM...

DANI'S P.O.V.

I groaned and tried to move...but I couldn't. Then I realized my hands were tied behind my back.

I opened my eyes and immediately closed them again.

I had a splitting headache and felt like I was going to be sick. I tried to remember what had happened.

I know I had been acting like a tourist with Michael, when someone hit the side of my car.

I tried to remember what happened after that, but it was kind of a blur. I tried to open my eyes again and this time I was able to keep them open.

'Where was I? Where was Michael?'

I looked around the dark room and it looked like I was the only one there. That's when the door opened and someone came in.

"Good...you're awake. I need you to give NCIS a message. I want you to tell them they have two choices...

One: Drop the Noah Foster case they are working on

Or

Two: Find your body in pieces." The man told me and I glared at him in defiance.

"What are you from the planet stupid, with sh** for brains?" I demanded and his open hand made contact with my cheek.

"Watch what you say, b****! I guess I'm going to have to teach you some man..." He began.

"You're going to teach me some manners? I think you better learn them first. Once my parents find out you have me...you are as good as dead." I informed him confidently.

"Maybe you will change your tune when you find out what happened to your boyfriend..." He told me with a smug smile.

"He's..." I shut up, because I realized I couldn't tell this a$$hole that Michael was not my boyfriend.

"Your boyfriend is dead." The man stated.

'No! Michael couldn't be dead! This piece of sh** was lying to get a reaction out of me and it was a reaction I would not give him.'

D.J.'S P.O.V.

I was closest to the door and when I opened it...there stood Grandma Julia, but Dani wasn't with her.

"Mom..." My mom began, but was interrupted when dad's cell phone rang.

"This is Deeks...are you sure...any sign...okay...I'll be there soon...thanks." Dad hung up and looked at mom. "Marty..." Mom began.

"LAPD got a call..." Dad began. "Is Dani, okay?" Mom asked and I could see the fear in her face.

"Kens..." Dad began and it was obvious he was trying to stall. "Tell me, Deeks." Mom demanded and I had only heard her call dad by his last name a few times since I had come to live with them.

"They found Dani's car. There was a boy in the passenger's seat." Dad continued and I could feel the dread welling up in me again.

I knew something bad had happened to Dani. If I would have called them after Grandma this afternoon...Dani would probably be home now.

"TELL ME, DEEKS!" Mom shouted at him. "Kensi...Dani's missing." Dad said at last and mom stepped back when dad tried to pull her in his arms.

"We have to find her...we have to find, Dani." I told them afraid of what could happen to her.

I don't know what it was, but I had a feeling we didn't have much time.

Then I watched as dad called...

Hetty, Mr. and Mrs. Beale, Uncle G. and Uncle Sam...