The following morning the team was gathered at the mission, they had all needed a good night's sleep after the events of yesterday.
"Anyone seen Eric?" asked Sam.
"He's with Nell." Said Kensi. "I stopped by the hospital on my way in, she had a bit of a rough night. One of the orderlies scared her, so Eric stayed with her."
"How is she doing?" asked Callen.
"They hope to move her to a private room later today."
Kensi settled into her desk.
"The FBI confirmed that they were looking DeSantiago and the drugs but here's the real kicker." Said Sam. "They got Nell's name from Grason Millhouse, an undercover CIA operative who was compromised. He remembered her name from a file he read, he says that he didn't know she had come to LA. He figured she had switched jobs like so many analysts and that they wouldn't be able to track her down."
"He was wrong." Said Kensi.
"Very much so." Said Callen
"Mr. Millhouse is going to be charged with treason." Said Hetty. "Now we must move on to our next case."
Everyone knew the drill and headed to Ops, although it wouldn't be the same without Eric and Nell there.
Eric sat holding Nell's hand, she had been restless all night. She was in pain, sever pain but the painkillers only made her ill. He was exhausted but he wasn't about to leave her side. For the last ten hours he had seen a side of Nell that made his soul ache. She was fighting nightmares that he couldn't imagine.