And now you'll find out what happened. Hope you don't be disappointed :c. Well, but this chapter, the eighth and he nineth will be chapter were the relationship and interaction between Deeks and Kensi will be more focused, and also a small talking between Kensi and Alex.

He went upstairs, cautiously, holding the gun in hand, but it didn't helped that much. Gordon started fighting with him and Deeks' gun slipped through the floor. After a lot of struggle and without conscious, both were trying to push the other down the stairs. Gordon did it. He pushed Deeks down the stairs and he only raised his head up, dizzy and without weapon. Deeks noticed the bloodstains on the floor leading to the kitchen, and probably to the outside; he had nothing to worry about Alex. Kensi screamed his name unconsciously and along with her, Callen and Sam left the car and ran to the house. A gunshot had been heard from the inside. Only one of the people inside the house had a gun in possession on that precise moment.

"Eric call an ambulance! Now!" – Sam screamed.

Alex crawled to the kitchen, hiding behind the wall. She groaned as she drew the knife from herself. She didn't know that Gordon had a knife and another gun. That's why she got the stab, because she fought with him before Deeks being there to help her.

"Put the gun down." – Alex said in sobs, almost fading away.

Deeks was almost motionless and Gordon turned back, punching Alex on the chest, making a crack; he had broken her two ribs at one strike. She stabbed him on the leg a little upper the knee, where she had shot him before and he groaned, taking both hands to the wound. Alex fell on her knees and disarmed him. She shot. Gordon fell back, with a shot to the chest. Sam kicked the door down and the three agents stared at the scenario, sighing in relief.

"Deeks is ok, Alex is injured so as Gordon." – Callen communicated to Hetty, Eric and Nell.

"Alex?" – Deeks screamed in worry, hearing on his head the echo.

"I'm… okay." – And Alex immediately passed out caused by the amount of blood lost.

"Alex?" – Deeks was doing a huge effort to get up but he couldn't even see clearly.

"She's fine, Deeks, she just passed out." – Callen answered, checking on her heartbeats and grabbing her in arms.

"Ambulance it's on your way." – Eric said.

Sam approached Deeks and helped him getting up, walking lopsided, with the hand on the back of the head.

"You're alright?" – He opened widely the eyes and saw he the smiling Kensi in front of him.

"Better with the ice." – He showed her the bag of ice and put it again on the back of the head. – "Where is she?"

"Alex is on her way to the hospital. She's going to be ok." – She sat next to him on the edge of the back of the ambulance. – "But, she lost a lot of blood."

"Did the stabbing perforate somewhere critical?"

"I don't know." – Kensi placed her hand over his knee. – "But think positively."

"She'll make it."

"Now, here was your mind to enter that house without any hearing contact with us?"

"Nowhere, I guess…I'm going to need you next to me when I tell her."

"Okay. You want to go see her, don't you?" – Kensi didn't let him answered, knowing the answer. – "I can drive you there."

"Thanks Kens." – He groaned, supporting his hand on her shoulder to get up and she embraced him on the level of his hips to help him walking.

"We need to find the kids."

"I know where they are. Sam, Callen?" – He shouted, even knowing it would hurt is head. – "Let's go, we're getting the kids."

Deeks ran to the empty building across the street where he had been with Alex just three days ago. He opened slowly the door, and there they were, the twenty three kids, just like Alex said. There were a lot of blankets scattered all over the floor, so as empty canned food cans and bottles of water. Fearful and traumatized, the kids tried to hide each other, the older protecting the younger ones.

"It's ok, we are the police." – Deeks said, trying to approach them.

"Policía. Somos de la policía." – Kensi said. – "No tengas miedo. Hemos venido a ayudar." ("Police. We are from the police…Don't be afraid. We're here to help.")

Gradually, the kids approached and the team started calling support to that them to somewhere safe and where they could identify them and started sending them home.

"Sam, Callen," – Kensi called. – "I'm taking Deeks to the hospital."

Quietly, Deeks was like that all trip, leaning his head on the seat, putting the ice pack between the seat and his head, closing his eyes like being lulled by the silence and the pain that was rushing away bit by bit. His only thoughts were now on Alex and how she was doing. He just needed to know she would be alright, that he could call her 'sis'. That was the other idea on his mind, how in the world they could have meet and how they could be brothers. On the half of the way, Kensi noticed Deeks look:

"What's wrong, Deeks?"

"I should have done something, I should have known."

"You should have guessed? You should have just known it? There was nothing you could do. You got this information two days ago."

"Exactly; two days were more than enough to think of something. If she doesn't make it…"

"Deeks, she's going to ok. She believed in you and she saved you; now she's waiting for you to believe in her."

"And I do believe, she's strong enough, but…but this fear…" – He made a bit more of silence and then asked. – "Would you think I'm a monster if I'm relieved for knowing that he may be dead?"

"Death is no punishment to anyone, but I think he had what he deserved."

Kensi parked and helped Deeks walking, even though he was returning to his healthily condition.

"Where is Alexandra Santiago? She got about thirty minutes ago from a crime scene, she was stabbed." – Deeks inquired a nurse passing by them.

"She just came out of surgery. She just got to a recovery room."

"How is she?" – Kensi questioned feeling terrible because of Deeks expression. He looked so worried, scared and nervous.

"The two broken ribs didn't perforate any organ, so as the stabbing. She's a lucky girl, only a few inches to the left and she couldn't be here right now."

"Can we see her?"

"Fifth room on the right."

Deeks walked quickly to the room as Kensi stood with the nurse, asking her:

"And what about Gordon John Brandel?"

"He's on an induced coma, the bullet passed closer to the heart."

"Ok, thanks."

Kensi grabbed the phone and walked side by side, talking with Hetty. Meanwhile, Deeks have gathered the courage to enter the room, just watching Alex through the glassed door, sighing deeply.

"She's alright, you can go in." – Kensi whispered to Deeks behind him, putting one arm over his shoulder and the other embracing his hip, peeking over his shoulder.

"I can't. Look what I did to her."

"It wasn't you; in fact, if weren't you saving her, she may not be here now."

"And how is him?"

"Induced coma, the bullet passed closer to the heart."

"I'm going in, Kens."

"No you're not." – She holds his arm lightly, noticing he's hiding something back. – "He talked with you, didn't he?"

"Yes, but let me go to near Alex, please."

"I don't know what he told you, but…don't believe on him…Don't let him affect your mind. He's not worth it."

"He said the truth."

"Deeks…" – She spoke softly but he freed his arm from her hand and took a sit on the chair next to Alex's bed.

Kensi stood outside watching Deeks holding his sister's hand, playing with her fingers and smiling, as he was reminding the past. She didn't know why, but her heart was crashed, because his smile wasn't his usual smile; he was sad and angry on the inside, and he was not very open or predisposed to talk. The only thing she wanted was to give him a long, friendly and hearty hug, to make him see was not alone and to settle down her heart. She wanted to cuddle on his chest, on his arms, whisper into his ear that everything was going to be alright and she would be there, no matter what happen.

Is this going anywhere good? Don't you think that Deeks meeting with his father made on him something bad, I mean, he's having a lot of guitly complexs...