Marty had just walked into ops with a massive headache. It was as if everything around him had been amplified at least ten times in his head.

*THUD!*

Make that twenty times in his head. He grabbed his nose as he made his way to his desk and sat down slowly. He put his head on the desk, arms covering his face when Callen and Sam came walking in, a smirk across their faces. Sam was the first to speak up.

"Oh I have seen that look before. He hasn't shaven, hasn't done his hair and came in wearing the same thing he wore yesterday. Which means..."

"Once again he partied too hard."

Callen chuckled right after he spoke up. The moan from Deeks meant that, once again, they were right. Callen just gently patted him on the shoulder.

"If Hetty sees you like this...again for the third time in three weeks, you are so going to be in trouble."

"Trouble for what exactly Mr. Callen?"

The two men froze, Sam and Callen thinking they might get into trouble for picking on their partner. However, she walked right past them and to Marty. She stood at the desk as the hung over man looked up. The look on her face said it all and Marty just shook his head. All at once, a loud whistle pierced through the air, ringing out in the head of Deeks. Eric looked down at the man specifically.

"Hey Deeks, this one may be up your alley."

Deeks gave a puzzled look as everyone made their way upstairs. Once in the ops center. Deeks had froze in the doorway as Eric ran down the case.

"Amber Dobson. 25, daughter to Petty Officer First Class Jeremy Dobson. She was at a local club when she was taken, abducted by an unknown person in the parking lot."

"Any ID confirmation on Amber to know that she was missing?"

Marty walked up to the screen. This couldn't be happening, this had to be part of the hangover. Everyone around him was staring at him, as if they were looking at a man who had just seen a ghost. Nell had piped up to answer his question.

"LAPD found her purse and wallet in the parking lot where she was abducted. Her father s one of the top guys on undercover assignments. He is able to blend in anywhere."

"Last assignment?"

"Current one actually, he is over in Somalia hunting down terrorist organizations."

Marty just kept looking at all of the information. If this was a terrorist that was local, he had to get in and find out more. They can take down the cell an get the girl alive. For the sake of Marty's brain, he had to get her back alive.

"I have to go in undercover and find out what is going on."

Everyone looked at him, but Hetty especially. She then looked at Marty with a concerned look.

"Mr. Deeks, in my office for a word please?"

She looked again, then took off. Marty sighed and looked at the team before heading out as well. His past was quickly coming back to haunt him. Where was that cold beer when he needed it most?