A/N: I watched Moulin Rouge! again last night and fell in love with it all over again so there will be subtle references to it in the next two chapters. Ok maybe not subtle.
Disclaimer: NCIS LA ain't my swag. Fo shizzle.
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Chapter 2: Introductions.
Kensi woke up in a dark room. Everything hurt and she suppressed the urge to vomit at the rank smell. She tried to say something, anything, but her vocal chords were tight and sore.
Cold dread filled her as she tried to inspect the deep wounds on her arms, in the little amount of light. The door slammed open, causing her to jump. 5 or 6 men filed into the room, outlining the walls, staring at her like she was a piece of meat.
'We knew that you are a Federal Agent,' One moved to stand in front of her. 'You and your little redhead friend tried to trick us. We don't like trickery and lies.' He spat at her. Kensi looked into his black, soulless eyes and glared at him.
The man threw his head back and laughed. 'This one's got fire!' he exclaimed. Grabbing her hair and pulling her head, he hissed 'Well that just makes it more fun!' and plunged his head into her neck, biting hard and drawing blood. Satisfied, he pulled back and started pacing slowly.
'Well gentlemen! I think introductions are in order!' he announced to the grinning men. 'This is Agent Kensi Blye, from our friends NCIS! Agent Blye and her team have been exposing our marine division and we have decided to end it. You, Agent Blye, can call me José, leader of the cartel.' José lifted her chin to look into her eyes. He was covered in tattoos and was speaking with a Spanish accent.
José went back to pacing. 'You see Agent Blye, to my men, women are toys and you are a very beautiful toy. But you will find that a lot of my men's toys are broken. You are a shiny new toy. They will want to play with the new toy.' The men laughed and licked their lips. 'Good luck to you, Agent Blye. Some of these men would much rather see you in pain over sex.' And with that, José and his goons left, leaving the darkness to engulf her.
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Callen, Sam and Deeks stood back as an Eric-shaped blur flew at Nell. They hugged for what seemed like forever until Eric whispered in her ear 'I'm so glad you're ok. I was so scared.' Sam coughed loudly. 'Right,' Eric said, breaking away from Nell. 'I'm searching everywhere and I have a million programs running so at this point you'll just have to wait.'
'So, what now?' Callen asked. 'Now would be a good time for rest, Mr Callen.' said Hetty as she snuck into the room. 'All of you, go home. You will be contacted with any new developments. Miss Jones and Mr Beale, Your temporaries are here to monitor your results. They will contact you. Would you take Mr Deeks home, Sam? Thank you.'
Deeks had said nothing, not since he read the letter. He just stared off into the distance, a glazed look on his face. Hetty approached him slowly.
'You tried, lord knows, you tried. Go home' she said, patting his arm in a comforting manner. Deeks nodded and followed Callen and Sam out the door. 'Oh, Mr Callen!' she called before they could leave. 'I forgot! Mr Deeks has a new place of residence.' Hetty gave them directions, but not an address. The men drove to the "new home" and waited. Waited for someone to say something about it.
Callen worked up the courage. 'Ah, Deeks? You know that this is Kensi's apartment?'
Deeks ignored him and got out. Walking up to the door, he let the two men in. 'Kensi will not be happy.' Sam whispered to Callen. Deeks turned to the men and glared.
'It won't matter, because I live here too.' He spoke quietly.
Sam and Callen's look of shock was identical.
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A woman entered the small room. She was a skinny little thing, with blonde hair and brown eyes. This didn't lower Kensi's walls. She couldn't help shrink away hide behind the shadow that is confidence. The woman sighed.
'Agent Blye,' She said, lowering herself onto the ground next to Kensi. 'My name is Detective Hope Phillips and I work for LAPD. There are two other undercover cops here as well, Detectives Connor Duncan and Charlotte Hawkins. May I see your arms? I have to clean them.'
Kensi, taken back by her blunt manner, held her arms out for inspection and showed her the bite mark. 'hurgh.' Kensi tried. Detective Phillips chuckled. 'Don't bother,' she said. 'they give you a homemade drug that ensures your inability to speak for a few days. When you can talk again, call me Hope.'
Hope cleaned and bandaged the cuts on Kensi, warranting a few whimpers and glares from Kensi. She gathered up her first aid kit and turned to leave, stoping half way to the door. But before she left, Hope said, 'I wish I could prepare you for the horrors that happen around here. One day, they put you through torture, the other, rape. You never expect it and they are always thinking of new ways to destroy these women. Charlotte and I were lucky. They only took us in to do work, they leave us alone. But I suggest you think really hard about something you love, because otherwise, you won't last. Now get some rest, you're in for a ride.'
And with that, she left. Exhaustion took over and Kensi fell asleep to the memories of him.
Deeks.
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A/N: I just had a really depressing start to the year so please review but if you insult my work I will be forced to destroy you. I finished this at 1.30 am on new year's day. I'm tired. Leave a review.
