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Kensi went home and began rummaging around the house, but before she got too far she was assaulted by her children: Conor, Monty, Tracey and her daughter Clair. Clair is shorter than Conor with blonde hair, and blue eyes. Kensi bent down to give her children a hug, and to scratch both Monty and Tracey behind their ears. Kensi stood up after the children let go, and prepped to make dinner. While she was cooking dinner Kensi found a mini tape recorder and set it to record, but waited until she sat down to eat to begin recording. After dinner was cooked, Kensi set the table, and then help Clair sit in a chair; Conor was sitting across from Clair. As Kensi sat down she turned the recorder on.
"So did you two have fun at Grandma Feldman's house?" Kensi asked.
"Yeah." Both Conor and Clair said.
"What did you like?" Kensi asked, and then took a bite.
"Monty, Tracey and I ran through the yard, playing fetch and digging in the sand box." Conor said.
Monty and Tracey looked up from their dishes and barked, which got a chuckle out of Kensi.
"What about you Clair?" Kensi asked.
"I got Grandma Brandel to push me on the swing. It was so much fun." Clair said.
"Did you two do anything else?" Kensi asked.
"Before Grandma Brandel came over we went swimming at the community pool; it was a blast!" Conor exclaimed.
The conversation died then because the kids were very hungry. Kensi stopped the recorder, which got Clair's attention.
"What's that mommy?" Clair asked.
"Uncle Nate asked a favor of me, but I had something else in mind." Kensi said.
"Who's that for?" Clair asked.
Kensi hesitated. She wanted more than anything to tell her son and daughter that their father was home, but given Hetty's order Kensi decided to lie, per se.
"An old friend." Kensi said.
"Can I meet your old friend?" Clair asked.
"Yes, it's just going to take some time." Kensi said.
"Thanks mommy." Clair said.
Kensi cleaned up the table, and then went to find a flash drive to copy a song that would spark a memory, or two.
N.C.I.S. L.A.
The next morning Kensi got the kids off to her mom's and then met Nate for an early morning coffee.
"Morning." Nate said, giving Kensi a hug.
"Morning to you too." Kensi said, hugging Nate back.
Kensi gave Nate Deeks laptop, and the recorder.
"What's with the recorder?" Nate asked.
"He hasn't heard Clair's voice before." Kensi said.
Nate nodded his head, and then the friends drank their coffee. Before leaving Kensi said.
"Tell him I love him, and that I miss him."
"Okay." Nate says.
The friends' part ways: Kensi to Ops, and Nate to the field house.
N.C.I.S. L.A.
Ops was located on the outskirts of town in an old office complex that had been condemned over thirty years ago. It took N.C.I.S. two years to fully renovate the place, but it's fully functional; and there is an underground bunker in case of emergencies. Noa was in the shooting range practicing, Callen and Sam were in the gym working out, and the Wonder Twins were in ops going over the information that Sasha secured for them trying to find any leads on the Russian slave ring. The connections were spotty at best, but Eric was able to isolate a few leads. Kensi was entering the bull pen when she got the text from ops to report. Kensi went up to ops and waited for the rest of her team to report.
"What do you have?" Callen asked, as the three agents entered ops.
"We have a lead, but it's sketchy at best; there are a few buildings on PCH that are being renovate for professional meetings. The Russian group is behind the funding." Nell said.
"Give us the addresses to the building." Callen said.
"This will be a surveillance job at the moment." Hetty said entering ops.
"What's up Hetty?" Sam asked.
"State department has asked us to keep an eye on the group for a time." Hetty said
"Who's the inside man?" Noa asked.
"Mr. Beale." Hetty said.
Eric brought a picture of a man dressed in a business suit who looked very familiar.
"Is that?" Kensi asked.
"A.T.F. Special Agent Moore." Noa said. "I'd say it's a little too soon to say that I was happy to see him again."
"We rarely are happy to see an old employer." Hetty said.
"That's putting it mildly Hetty." Noa said.
"Addresses are on your phones." Nell said.
The group split to keep an eye on the two buildings.
N.C.I.S. L.A.
Back at the field house Nate was arriving to a freshly showered Deeks.
"Nice room service." Deeks said.
Nate chuckled at Deeks response, but kept his train of thought. Deeks could tell how Nate didn't bite that it was time to get down to business, but the laptop and mini recorder piqued his interest. Nate stepped out onto the patio and put the laptop down on the table opening the lid. Nate booted the computer and paused the music player.
"An old friend got a few things together to help jog your memory." Nate said
"Get to jogging." Deeks said.
Nate pressed play. The music started and by the first line of the song being sang Deeks felt nostalgia pour over him.
"Kensi and I made love to this song when Conor was conceived." Deeks said
Nate let the song play out, and then when the song ended Nate stopped it and the turn on the mini recorder.
"So did you two have fun at Grandma Feldman's house?"
"Yeah."
"What did you like?"
"Monty, Tracey and I ran through the yard, playing fetch and digging in the sand box."
Monty and Tracey looked up from their dishes and barked, which got a chuckle out of Kensi.
"What about you Clair?"
"I got Grandma Brandel to push me on the swing. It was so much fun."
"Did you two do anything else?"
"Before Grandma Brandel came over we went swimming at the community pool it was a blast!"
By the time the recorder had finished it Deeks was a wreck: tears streaming, and a runny nose. It took Deeks a few minutes before responding.
"Clair is-"
"Your daughter." Nate finished for Deeks.
Deeks cried some more and Nate embraced Deeks. Finding out that he has a four year old daughter and not being allowed to see her is a little too much for one man to take in one day. After Deeks had finished crying Nate gave him a water, and then gave Deeks some space. When Deeks had regained his composure Nate said.
"Kensi says that she loves you, and misses you."
"Thanks?" Deeks said
"What do you remember?" Nate asked.
"Well." Deeks said.
N.C.I.S. L.A.
Five years ago: Los Angeles-
Deeks and Kensi were running down a lead in the T.M.Z. when Deeks saw a picture on a post. The picture was strangely familiar; not so much the picture itself, but the person in it. Deeks ripped the picture of the board and looked at it more closely. Kensi was reaching the Acadia by the time she realized that Deeks wasn't behind her. Kensi went back to see what the holdup was, but by the time she got to Deeks he was approaching a bum.
"You know her?" Deeks asked.
"Yeah." The bum said.
The bum was fidgety.
"Take your time I'm in no hurry." Deeks said.
"Want to bet?" Kensi whispered.
Deeks waved her off.
"Kylie. Her name is Kylie." The bum said.
"Know when she will be back?" Deeks asked.
Kensi was a little taken back that her husband was asking about a street walker, but she was keeping her anger in check.
"Tonight." The bum said.
"Thank you for your time." Deeks said.
Deeks pulled out a twenty dollar bill and handed it to the bum, and then pulled Kensi away from the man. When they were back at the suv Kensi asked.
"You better have a good reason for-"
Deeks unlocked the car as he was kissing his wife. When he pulled away Deeks handed the picture to Kensi. When Kensi looked at the picture she about freaked. The woman in the photo was L.A.P.D. Captain Hailey Jackson. Kensi ran around to the other side of the vehicle, jumped in, and bucked up.
"What is she doing in the area?" Kensi asked a little suspiciously.
"I'm going to drop you off at Ops and go find out." Deeks said.
"No." Kensi said.
"Kensi don't argue. Nell and Eric need to start deciphering that information as soon as possible, and I'm not exactly sure the L.A.P.D. would like two feds muscling in on their territory." Deeks said.
"And one is any better?" Kensi asked.
"If I show them up they will only get hurt feelings. If you show up it will make them look bad." Deeks said
"Shut up." Kensi said with mock disdain, and Deeks chuckled.
As they the partners approached ops they shared a kiss, and Kensi got out. Deeks drove off heading to the police station. After Kensi had entered Ops, and Deeks had left another car had drove up. One that was following the partners at a discreet distance. When the person behind the wheel had confirmed the location they drove off.
N.C.I.S. L.A.
Haley Clarence was walking back to her office when she notice all the stares coming from the rank and file, and the shields.
{What now?} Hailey thought.
"I wonder who I pissed off now." Haley said as she was walking into her office, shutting the door behind her.
"That depends." A voice said.
Haley about jumped out of her skin after hearing the voice behind her. Hailey looked at her visitor and almost fell over.
"Deeks!" Hailey squeaked.
Deeks was taken back by his old partner's vocal inflection.
"Yes." Deeks said.
"What are you doing here?" Hailey asked.
Deeks didn't respond. All he did was show Hailey the picture.
"I wasn't expecting to see that picture again." Haley said. "I was undercover trying to find a woman."
"What does she look like?" Deeks asked.
Hailey pulled out a picture and show it to Deeks. When Deeks saw the picture it was his turn to fall over.
"How old is this picture?" Deeks asked.
"Ten years old, why?" Hailey asked.
Deeks was pulling out his phone and then exited the room. Deeks waved for Hailey to follow. Hailey exited her office and locked the door. By the time the pair started heading to the elevator Deeks was being connected to the prison operator.
"Hello my name is Special Agent Deeks with N.C.I.S. I need a prisoner brought up for question." Deeks said.
When Deeks said the name Hailey almost kicked herself in the butt.
"Brock Spears. I will be there in an hour." Deeks said, and then disconnected the call.
"Not going to lie I've never knew the man went under in drag." Hailey said.
"You do now." Deeks said.
Hailey punched Deeks in the arm as they were getting on the elevator.
N.C.I.S. L.A.
Hetty was sitting at her desk when her desk line rang.
"Hello." Hetty said answering the phone.
"Hetty, its Deeks." Deeks said.
"What's the word Mr. Deeks?" Hetty asked.
"It seems that L.A.P.D. was looking into the same sex ring we were, but it goes much deeper than that." Deeks said.
"Why?" Hetty asked.
"About the time I was heading into the drug ring at the M.M.A. gym, one of their captains was still working the ring after I left." Deeks said.
"Who?" Hetty asked.
"Brock Spears." Deeks said.
N.C.I.S. L.A.
Present day-
"You were working with Hailey Jackson and the two of you were going to see Brock Spears." Nate said.
"Actually it's Clarence now; she got married when Kensi and I were being held prisoner about eight years ago, and yes we were going to see Britney Spears." Deeks chuckled.
Nate give Deeks a sideways glance.
"Whenever Spears went under he was always in drag." Deeks said.
"I guess he drew the short straw." Nate said trying to suppress a smile.
"That's putting it mildly Nate." Deeks said.
"Continue." Nate said.
Across town Callen and his team were bored out of their skulls watching the buildings.
"Remind me to send a scathing note to the state department about our truncated job duties." Sam said.
"Not worth your time, trust me." Noa said.
"Have a few runs with the department back in your days?" Callen asked.
"More time than I can count." Noa said.
"That must have sucked." Kensi said.
N.C.I.S. L.A.
Five years ago: Los Angeles-
Bock Spears was sitting in interrogation awaiting his visitors. When he heard the door open and shut he spoke up.
"What do you want now?" Spears asked.
"Not sure, but I'm willing to bet you will tell me, Britney Spears." A voice said.
Brock looked up at the sound of the voice and saw Deeks and Hailey standing by the door. Hailey took a bow, and Deeks wave at him. Brock groaned out loud.
T.B.C
A/N: The plot thickens.