The replacement

Chapter 6:

Kensi paced the room the sound of her boots echoing around the room. She had no idea where she was. Or how she'd gotten there. What the hell was going on?

The last thing she could remember was fighting with Callen and then...nothing. Absolutely nothing. She'd woken up almost ten minutes ago lying on a dirty floor in small room. As her eyes adjusted to the light she listened. For anything, footsteps, breathing nothing. She'd paced the room. Checked every corner. Every crack. There was nothing.

Well that was a lie. That was a big fat lie. There was something. There was definitely something. A big fat something.

Kensi came to a stop in front of the largest wall of the room. She groaned in frustration again as her hand twisted into her hair. She needed to get out. She needed to find a phone. The special agent let her body drop down onto the ground again as she looked forward. The nausea she'd only just gotten rid of rushed back washing over her body in powerful waves. It was hard to breathe, she felt sick, she felt ill.

The other walls were all a sterile white and she figured that the one in front of her was as well. But she couldn't know because she couldn't see one small square of it. She took in the sight again. There were photos covering the entire wall. It wasn't that that she found so disturbing it was what the photos were of. Or who. They were of her. Most of them were of her. At home, on the job, in the pub, shopping, in the cafe that she got her breakfast at in the mornings, running, everywhere. There were photo's everywhere. And even more disturbing was that she'd found ones from at least the year before.

Where had they got them from?

How had they got them?

How the hell didn't she notice?

What kind of agent was she?

But even more unsettling than all of that were the remaining photos. They were of the others. Of Callen, Sam, Deeks. Of Nate and Eric and Hetty. Hell, there were even some of Gibbs and Tony from DC from when they had visited earlier in the year. Most of them were with her. But it was the red circles drawn around their heads that was most sickening. That made her blood run cold. Targets had been drawn on them all. All of the guys. Some in red texta some in black. It made her sick.

Kensi resisted the urge to vomit again as she surveyed the room in a frantic panic. She had to get out. She had to warn them. Is this what they had wanted? Her out of the way?

What were they going to do next?

What were they going to do with her?

Who were they?

What part did Fields have in all this?

How the hell had he gotten passed NCIS reference checks?

Did Callen and Sam know yet?

What time was it?

Were they looking?

There were so many questions. Too many questions. Too many she couldn't answer.

Short update for you wanted to get this bit out since it was just sitting on my computer and I made you wait long enough last time I think : ) Sorry about that.

Please let me know what you think and I'll start working on the next part.

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