Don't Own Anything.

G's phone rang exactly on the hour, and he grabbed it, "Hello?"

"Hi."

"Kensi? Are you okay?"

"We're fine..."

"And they'll continue to be fine as long as I get what I want. Did you get the file Callen?"

"Yes." He looked at the file, "So you were arrested for manslaughter Parker? That's impressive next to those drug charges."

"The manslaughter is a false charge. And I prefer John please. Now, I want the real culprit caught."

"It says here you're the bad guy John, who would be the real culprit?"

"Carter's dealer was Anthony Mitchell, and I know that Tony doesn't like his payments late. I've seen more than one guy with a few bruises because they didn't pay up on time. Carter was way behind and Tony has a temper."

G frowned, "Why didn't you tell the police that?"

John's voice was mocking, "Old Tony was a great friend and ratted me out for a few things. He said he had nothing to do with Carter's death, but admitted to selling drugs and offered information on me for a deal. Det. Clark agreed, and I got a free stay in jail. Now, I must attend to my company. Find Tony and we'll talk to you in the morning Callen. Good night."

The line went dead and he shut his phone, "Anthony Mitchell. We need to find him before morning."

***

Sam and Dom found Tony in an alley off a downtown street.

"Tony? Is that you?"

The dealer glanced at Dom, "Who the hell are you?"

"It's me Dom!"

Tony squinted up at the two of them through unfocused eyes, "I don't know a Dom."

Sam grinned, "You don't remember your old buddy Dom? I don't suppose you remember me either?"

Even though he looked strong and muscular, the guy started to look nervous, "I'm not causing any trouble."

"You already did." Tony found himself being lifted off the ground by Sam.

He started to protest, but soon his hands were in cuffs, and they were walking to the car, "We're federal agents Tony. Your old friend John Parker sent us your way."

Dom nodded, "Sam's right Tony. I think it was something about a Carter Williams, the Marine that was murdered."

Despite the drugs, the words sunk through and Tony started screaming, "I have rights!"

Sam barely noticed, "Not with us you don't."

***

Hetty and Eric caused a diversion for G while Nate went to meet the others in interrogation.

Dom was sitting on the table when he walked in, "Sam's got this guy pretty wound up. He should start talking soon."

Nate watched the two guys on the TV, the junkie had some muscle, but next to Sam he looked thin and weak. However, there was enough strength in him to beat up a Marine.

"Okay, Tony, here's the deal." Sam sat down, "There's a federal agent missing, a pregnant federal agent. John Parker has her because he wanted someone to take a look at the manslaughter he was arrested for. You see, he thinks you did it. Now, if anything happens to our agent and her unborn baby, I can think of about half a dozen big, strong men, including the baby's father, who will want to beat someone up. And since John isn't here... You'll be the next best thing. I know even drugged up you can imagine what will happen. You own mother wouldn't even recognize you after they finish."

Tony started to squirm, "If I talk?"

Sam shrugged, "Well, my boss is the baby's father, and the missing agent's boyfriend. He really loves them, but if you talk, we may be able to keep him out of here. However, if it's nothing we want to hear, you'll get a visit from him, and he's even scarier than me when he's pissed, and right now, he's murderous. If he got in here..." He smiled, "Let's just say no one would pay attention if anything happened to you Tony."

"It's true." Nate nodded toward the TV, "Sam's right, if Callen got in there, that guy would be in a hospital pretty fast. But Tony has something he wants to share."

Dom frowned, "He does?"

"Yeah, he'd say anything." Nate turned back to the screen, "Because we know what will happen if he doesn't."

Five minutes later Sam came out with a written confession, "That was too easy."

The younger agent took the paper, "Hetty will want this."

After he left, Nate shook his head, "This still doesn't get us Kensi."

Sam pressed his lips together, "No, it doesn't."

***

Kensi stretched out on the bed, John had untied her, and led her to a small little room behind a false wall.

After closing and locking the door, she was able to take off the blindfold.

Her baby kicked, and she smiled, she still had something to be happy about...