Thank you for the great reviews. It's always motivating to read them and it puts a smile on my face too. I'm so sorry for the cliffhanger, but here is the next chapter. Kensi has finally found her partner.

Warning: May contain violence or torture.

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CHAPTER 9

Peta Vasily eyed his prize with a content smile on his face. What many did not know about Vasily was that he had an eye for blonde haired, blue eyed lovers. He had fun with the ladies, but he preferred men. When he laid eyes on Marty, he thought he looked like an angel, with those bright eyes and that perfectly toned body; not too skinny, just the right amount of muscle. He felt bad for all the damage his men had to do to his angelic body, but it was necessary. Now, he was prepared to move Marty and take him back to his compound in Russia to be his lover. He had a wife there, but she was just for show. She was more or less a trophy wife and she was their to provide for him children. Lillian wasn't the only child he had.

Peta was grateful to have Lillian. Another thing that many did not know was that she was his second in command and unless his wife and god decided to finally grace him with a son, she would take over one day and run Zhizn. She knew all the ins and outs of the cartel. Her husband Isaac knew almost as much as she did, but he was gone now. He had been a traitor. He wanted to get rid of Peta and run the cartel. He had brought the detective to him. If Lillian hadn't told him about Marty, he would have been none the wiser.

Peta's henchman, the one who had inflicted the torture on Marty, stood near him. They were both awaiting for the doctor to come and make Marty comfortable enough so that they could move him. Peta had his private jet all gassed up and ready at a small airport nearby to take them straight to Russia. He knew that Lillian was more than capable of running things for him in the states.

Before the doctor arrived, the door opened and in came the brunette with the mismatched eyes and look of sheer horror on her face. Her mouth was agape in shock as her eyes fell on the detective. The henchman didn't waste any time trying to protect his boss. He whipped his gun from where it was tucked at his waste and cocked it, but she was too quick for him.

Kensi gained her composure. She was shocked at the sight of Deeks broken and battered body, but she had a job to do and she had to focus. Aiming quickly, she shot the henchman before he could get a shot off. It was a straight shot to the chest. As his body hit the ground, the gun fumbled away from his grasp.

Peta was unarmed, so he scrambled to try and get his henchman's gun. Kensi wasn't sure if she shot out of pure anger and revenge or if it was to actually keep Vasily from getting the weapon. Before his arm could even reach the weapon, a bullet tore through it. "I've got Vasily and...and..." She alerted the team through coms, yet somehow couldn't get Deeks' name to come from her mouth. Her eyes were cloudy and hazy from the tears that tried to escape them. She rushed to Deeks as two LAPD officers came whizzing by her to get Vasily.

It all seemed to happen in slow motion. She reached his body and cried out to him. "Deeks, come on Deeks." She tried to reach up for a pulse. "We have to get him down, you have to help." She begged the officers. One of them held onto Vasily, who had been cuffed, as the other started to slowly loosen the chains and lower Deeks.

Kensi tried to assess the injuries on his naked body. His back, feet, and wrists seemed to be the worst. She spotted needle marks on his arms and shook her head in dismay. She couldn't imagine being drugged and beaten and prayed that she would never experience something like that.

"Deeks?" She tried to rouse him, but he wasn't responding. He felt feverish. She had his head on her lap and gently stroked the mess of hair on his head. "You can't leave me, come on."

The other agents could hear Kensi and knew that it was obviously bad. They got to her as fast as they could. "I've got EMS on the way, should be there in five." Eric said from ops.

Sam and Callen were just as shocked as Kensi was when they laid eyes on Deeks. He was covered in cuts, lacerations, and dark bruises. They too noticed the needle marks. The rest of the building had been secured thanks to some help from the LAPD. Most of Vasily's employees were either injured severely or dead because they all pulled out weapons ready to kill the officers and agents to protect their boss, his operation, and their clients. They hoped to find Deeks in the building, but they weren't prepared for this. Nothing could prepare them for the sight in front of them.

"Deeks, please open your eyes." Kensi begged. "Deeks, it's Kensi." As soon as she blurted her name out, she felt his body tense. He let out a soft moan.

Sam felt anger boiling inside of him when his eyes laid on Vasily in the corner. Deeks might have been a goof sometimes, but he was the same guy that ran down three fights of stairs at the hospital, fighting the pain and agony of two gunshot wounds to save his partner. He was the same guy who risked life and limb time and time again for the team. Deeks didn't deserve to be tortured like an animal. His anger getting the better of him, Sam rushed Vasily, pinning him hard to the wall and pushing on the bullet wound to his arm.

Vasily screamed out. "Brutality, this is brutality."

"What did you do to him?" Sam demanded to know. He pushed harder on the bullet wound. "Why him?"

Callen pulled Sam away. "Get him out of here." He said to the officer. "Sam, now's not the time for that. We need to focus on Deeks." The officer dragged Vasily from the room, taking him into custody along with the other men from the building that put up a fight. The LAPD had a lot of arrests that night.

Several EMS units arrived at Bayleaf and charged the building. Some of Vasily's men needed medical attention and it was uncertain if any of the captives needed attention. One team set out in search of Deeks. His injuries were the worst of everyone inside.

Callen tried to help the paramedics get Deeks onto a stretcher. Kensi wouldn't let go though. "Kensi, you have to let them help him." He said, his blue eyes meeting hers. This was one of the few times he had ever seen her cry. Sam had come over and was trying to calm her and loosen the grip she had on her partner. She finally let go. They pulled Deeks from her and she was covered in his blood, mostly from the wounds on his back that had soaked into her clothes.

The paramedics spoke and mentioned medical terms that she didn't understand, but that was also partially because she wasn't listening to them. She was too focused on Deeks, just watching him, waiting for his lids to open and reveal those familiar blue eyes, that familiar spark that was in them. She watched his chest slowly heave up and down with each struggled breath.

One of the paramedics felt Deeks' chest and pressed his hands near his ribs. Deeks' eyes jolted open and his body stiffened as the pain came to him. His back was burning from all the pressure of laying on it. He let out a few screams in agony as he tried to focus on the people in front of him. Everything was so hazy and blurry. The pain, there was so much pain. He tried to speak. "Salv...sal. va. tion." His body shook and he begged for the one thing that he knew would take his pain away.

"You need to calm yourself, Mr. Deeks." One of the paramedics said. "We're going to get you to a hospital."

"You're safe now, Deeks." Callen added in.

The paramedics pulled a sheet over Deek's naked form, lifted the stretcher, and began to wheel it from the room. Kensi grabbed hold, walking with it. She wasn't leaving Deeks alone for one second. Sam and Callen followed closely behind them.

Eric, Nell, and even Hetty sat in ops waiting to hear something about Deeks. They could hear their agents plain as day through the coms, but the paramedics were harder to hear since they weren't speaking directly into them. The anticipation was killing them. They had already seen part of Deeks through the hidden camera that Kensi wore, but all seeing him did was make them feel worse and make them want to know even more how their LAPD liaison officer was, physically and mentally.

Finally, Callen spoke up and explained to them them what the paramedics said. It was bad, really bad. The paramedics had never seen someone tortured so severely before. He informed them where Deeks was being taken and that Kensi would be riding with him in the ambulance. As for himself and Sam, they were going to question Peta Vasily and his men while the LAPD wrapped up everything at Bayleaf Organics.

Peta Vasily mumbled something in Russian as Sam and Callen entered the interrogation room at the boat shed. He had his arms folded in front of him as he sat in one of the chairs with a smug look on his face.

"Cursing at us is probably not the best way to start this interrogation." Callen informed Vasily. He gave the agents a curious look. So Callen explained. "I speak Russian." Vasily acted like he didn't understand Callen, so he repeated himself in Russian. "Я говорю по-русски."

"I want my lawyer." Peta demanded.

"And I want guys like you in a body bag." Sam replied. "But we don't always get what we want."

"You can't question me without my lawyer."

"I doubt a lawyer can help you." Callen said. He had some files in his hand and began to pull out pictures from each one. "Some of these girls were found drugged in your building. Some were being raped when we stormed the building by men who I'm guessing paid a pretty penny for their time with them."

"So?"

Sam stepped forward. "We know you're venturing into human sex trafficking and it's your building, your business."

"My brother runs the business." Peta tried to pawn blame off on Micah. "I heard he was doing questionable things there, so I went to investigate and put a stop to his antics."

"And we're supposed to believe that?" Callen asked.

Peta smiled. "You can't prove otherwise."

"Actually, we can." Sam said. "You own the business and building, which alone could put you behind bars. Not to mention the fact that we found you in a room with a man who was being tortured." He thought about Deeks and shuddered at what Vasily had done to him.

"But that's not even the best part." Callen added in. "We have some of your henchman in custody and they sang like a canary. They told us it was your operation."

"You lie."

"One of them even admitted to dumping Isaac Dmitri's body after you killed him." Sam said.

"You have no proof that I killed anyone." Peta was starting to show a bit of anger, his smugness leaving him.

"We'll see about that." Callen replied with one of his rare smirks. An interruption stopped him. It was Nell beeping on the phone. Callen eyed Sam before stepping towards the door.

"Get comfortable, you're going to be here for a while." Sam said as he followed his partner to the hall.

Callen answered the phone, putting it on speaker. "Nell, what have you got?" He asked.

"I managed to find records on Lillian Dmitri." She replied.

"We went over those with Eric." Sam said.

"No, I managed to find her records from Russia. She's Peta's daughter, which we already assumed. I found someone that had a backup digital copy of her records. I'm guessing they kept it in case they ever needed to bribe her or her father." Nell explained. "Looks like she's wanted for kidnapping charges in Russia."

"Kidnapping?" Sam questioned curiously.

"She kidnapped a young girl, held her in her basement and had friends pay money to repeatedly rape her. According to the file, she raped her too." Nell answered. "She was arrested, but dear ole daddy paid a lot of money to keep her out of jail until the trial, except that she was long gone before the trial."

"Let me guess," Callen assumed. "The trial dates correspond to the dates when she entered the states."

"Your guess would be correct."

So there was a brief interrogation with Peta. The main focus in this chapter was Deeks though. Kensi finally found him, but he's going to have a long road ahead of him. More to come soon. Please review and let me know your thoughts. Thanks!