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Everything was dark and still in her apartment. They weren't sure what to expect and they each held their breath.

Those in OPS were waiting on tender hooks. They men weren't talking and they didn't have 'eyes' in her apartment. At a time like this they each wished that they didn't keep their own apartments free from cameras.

"Mr. Callen, what is going on?

"Hetty, it is dark, quiet and doesn't smell good. We are just going in."

As if they had practiced, each man knew what section of the apartment they were going to check out.

Sam went towards the living room. There were still some beer bottles and bowls on the coffee table. The bowls were covered with a thin layer of fuzz. But there was no one in the room.

"Clear!"

At the same time Deeks entered the kitchen. Everything seemed to be the way he remembered it on Christmas Day.

"Clear."

Callen immediately went to her bedroom door and hesitated. Part of him was hoping that Kensi was sleeping, while another part of him was afraid of what he would find. He decided to just go for it and knock on her bedroom door.

When he didn't hear anything, he opened her door and the smell that he thought was undescribeable became more distinct. It was a mixture of vomit, sweat, stale air, mildew and some other unmentionable smells.

The curtain was drawn and he couldn't see anything. It was pitch black, except for the light coming from the doorway. He could see the magazines and clothes littering the bed.

As his eyes became adjusted to the light in the room, he could make out the form of a body on the bed.

As he quickly ran towards the bed he put his gun into the back of his jeans and checked out Kensi's pulse.

Her pulse was thready. She seemed partly unconscious and was moaning. She didn't react to Callen touching her.

Thankfully she had vomited in the bucket beside her bed. Unfortunately, the bucket had overflowed. Callen was doing his best stop himself from gagging.

Her skin was very dry and pale, but her hair was greasy as if she had been sweating for a long time.

She was lying in damp sheets. The smell of urine was very strong.

"Guys in here!"

"Eric call an ambulance. She doesn't look too good."

"What is wrong with her Mr. Callen?"

Sam and Deeks were already in Kensi's bedroom before Callen had time to tell Hetty anything.

The first thing that Sam did upon entering Kensi's bedroom was open her curtains.

They were all very concerned. But one look at Callen's face made Sam, having the stronger stomach, empty out the bucket.

"Hetty, she is half unconscious …"

While Callen was telling Hetty what was going on, Sam & Deeks were tuning him out. Deeks ran to see if he could find a wash cloth to clean up Kensi. Sam tried to find some clean blankets or towels.

All they could find were dirty towels. She probably had been so busy she didn't have time to do her wash like the rest of them. Deeks found some paper towels and used those.

Thankfully the ambulance attendants found the door open and came straight into the apartment.

It seemed like for hours, but in reality it took only 15 minutes to Kensi into the ambulance.

They all wanted to go, but Callen, as senior agent, got priority.

"What hospital are you taking her to?"

"California Hospital Medical Center."

"G., Deeks and I will meet you there."

Those at Kensi's apartment could hear how those at OPS were saying that they were going to meet them at the hospital.

What could be wrong with Kensi?

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