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Chapter 9
After work Kensi came by to see her team leader but found that his condition hadn't changed. Sam though looked worse for wear. "Have you had anything to eat, all day?" she asked him. Sam gave her a blank look. This was answer enough for her.
"He should have woken up by now." Sam turned to Kensi with tired and worried eyes. „The physician said the sedation should be long out of his system. What if they have missed something?"
„I am sure they were very thorough in their examination when we arrived at the ER." Kensi tried to be positive. „We probably just have to be patient, Sam. But it worries me, too," she admitted.
Sam thought the situation over: "I'll go and find his physician, I would like to speak to him, again, find out what is going on with G," he said, rushing out of the room.
Kensi looked at Callen who seemed to rest quite peacefully. „Hey Callen, I will be right back, I will find something to eat for your stubborn partner, here," she said and left the room.
When Callen came to again, he was instantly more aware than the first time. He remembered where he was and why. When he opened his eyes he quite expected to find Sam there as usual, but he was alone in the comfortable hospital room. Of course, Sam had questioned their partnership, why should he be there? What about the rest of the team? Was Hetty angry with him?
Callen sat up, slowly. The injury in his side only throbbed dully – probably due to a good dose of painkillers. He felt trapped, he needed to get out of here, have some privacy to think about everything that had happened, clear his head. He couldn't deal with the poking and prodding in a hospital, let alone the sedatives, right now. He needed time for himself before he could face Sam and the team and their wrath.
Callen removed the nasal cannula and took out the IV still attached to his arm and stood up, carefully. He let the expected dizziness pass and slowly made his way to the locker where he found his watch and wallet and his bloodstained clothes. Of course, he thought, Sam hadn't been around to bring him clean clothes, he would have to improvise.
Kensi came back into the room, two coffees and a bag in hand. She saw the empty bed and was alarmed that Callen had been taken to tests so quickly. Sam had only just left to get the doctor, so something worrying had to be going on. She settled down, nervously waiting for news on Callen.
A quarter of an hour later the physician opened the door, followed by Sam. "Where is my patient? You said he was still deeply unconscious!"
Sam walked past him, glanced at the empty bed, then at Kensi. "Where is he, Kens?" Kensi looked at him, bewildered. "I thought he was taken for some tests or something. I was only gone to get us some coffee and he was solidly asleep then! When I came back he was gone."
Sam stared at her, shocked and got out his phone from his pocket. He speed dialled OPS. "Eric, this is Sam. Callen is missing. We need you to look into the hospital's security cams."
„Mr Hanna," Sam heard Hettys distant voice „what happened?"
„I have no idea, Hetty. He was left alone only shortly while being unconscious and he just disappeared. There doesn't seem to have been a struggle, no obvious signs of a forceful kidnapping so far. Kensi and I will go and search the premises to check for further evidence, though." Sam hang up the phone and left the room, Kensi in tow.