After Steward was arrested, Sam and Deeks were left alone in that alley.

"How's Ken...,"' before Deeks could finish the one question that kept haunting him Callen punched him hard on the stomach and then pressed him against the wall.

"How could you? How could you do this to her. The one time you should have opened your fucking mouth and said no and you just stood silent. How could you?" Callen yelled at him while pressing his elbow to his throat.

"I didn't," Deeks, whispered trying to pull himself out of his grip.

"You didn't? We all saw it Deeks, we all heard you and we all heard her crying. We saw her been beaten and raped by YOU. How could you?" G kept shouting.

Sam tried to pull G away from Deeks but he freed himself after shouting "I didn't Ok? I didn't."

G and Sam looked at him confused. Deeks held his throat and continued, "I didn't rape her. I would rather die than do it. Of all people you should have known better than accuse me of such thing."

G stepped back speechless. It suddenly all made sense now.

"But we heard you, I heard you," Sam said trying to understand.

"It was all a lie. I faked it and Kensi's dress did a damn good job covering for us."

Both G and Sam shook their heads and smiled a bit knowing now that it was all fake. But their smile faded cause they knew the question that was about to follow.

"How's Kensi guys? How mad is she at me?" he asked with the puppy look in his eyes.

G and Sam looked at each other, swallowed hard and avoided answering. Deeks immediately knew there was something wrong.

"Guys? Is Kensi alright?" he asked again his voice begging for a positive reply.

"Something happened after you walked out that house," G said, never looking directly into Deeks' eyes.

Deeks felt his heart slowing down, "what do you mean? What happened?"

"One of his helpers came back after you left and attacked Kensi"

Deeks' fists tightened. "What do you mean attacked?"

"He kicked her several times on her face but mostly on her abdomen. He broke her ribs, which penetrated her heart. She went into surgery, there were some complications but she made it and she is still fighting. They are keeping her in coma because that smack on her head was quite a heavy one and resulted swelling her brain. She has to remain this way until the swelling goes down and then they can evaluate the damage."

This information was just too much to handle. He never imagined things would turn out so badly. Worst-case scenario in his head, she would be waiting for him at the office angry as hell and with a big bump on her head.

He kept walking back and forth, his fingers running through his hair. How could this have happened?

"I need to see her now," he said.

"She is in a coma man. She probably won't even know you are there so don't you wanna go take a bath first, sleep for a couple of hours and then you can spend your day there." Sam tried to calm him down, "she is a fighter, she's been worse and when she wakes up you WILL be there."

Deeks had to make his mind. He smelled like rotten vegetables and definitely needed some sleep but decided to compromise.

"Just take me home to take a bath. No matter how deep in a coma she is in, if I walk into her room smelling like this she will surely wake up."

G and Sam smiled as part of the old Deeks was finally back.

"But then I am going to her. Even if I try to sleep at home, I won't be able because my mind will be on her. So I will just crash on a chair next to her bed. Please understand me, I need to be with her," he pleaded them.

Of course, G and Sam understood him. This was the first time since they met him that he looked so desperate, but even if they hoped for the best they also had to get prepare for the worst.