A/N: Three POV's this time! I couldn't choose! After this probably one more chapter. I know what I said in the last but I just need one more!

Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS: LA

Callen

The three agents and Michele burst through the front doors of the hospital. Several patients and nurses looked at them a bit uncertain. They must have been a sight for sore eyes, Callen decided. He checked Nell, she looked fine, despite being very pale. He looked at Kensi, yeah she looked worse than Nell. Blood on her shirt where she had wiped of her hands after pressing against Deeks' bleeding shoulder. Her eyes were wide and like he had said before, she looked like a trapped jungle cat. Michele looked like she was on the edge of breaking down. Tears in her deep brown eyes. He checked himself, no blood, he probably just looked like he had gotten of a rollercoaster after eating to many hotdogs.

'I take it you're here for Detective Deeks and Agent Hanna?' The secretary asked. Callen nodded. 'The EMT's already warned me.' she told them, smiling. After barely getting any reaction, she told them where they were, she sounded just a bit insulted. 'They're both in the ICU, just go straight ahead and then the second door to the right. There someone will tell you more.' The team already started to walk when the she added. 'I don't think you will be allowed to see them though!' sure they were probably being rude, but they all ignored her. Kensi was first through the door, only to almost run into Eric immediately. Hetty was just up ahead.

Eric

The team came bursting through the doors like it was a raid. Well, half the team, a CIA agent and a technical analyst. He had never seen the team so out of balance, so uncomfortable. Even when he'd watched the raid on the warehouse through a helmet camera from one of the LAPD guys. Kensi and Callen seemed uncomfortable without their partners. Nell had done a great job, but it just wasn't the same. Eric had seen Sam and Deeks been wheeled in on a stretcher straight from the ambulances. Even though when they were rolled in the paramedics had already fixed up the worst things the both of them still looked like hell. Sam had been pale, mumbling incoherently and sweating. Deeks had looked worse, he had been unconscious blood on his shoulder, and his jaw, o God his jaw. Even Hetty had swallowed at the sight of it. Eric had almost thrown up.

Kensi turned to him. 'Where are they?' Honestly, Eric had always been slightly intimidated by Kensi, but now, she seemed downright scary. 'Detective Deeks and mister Hanna are being taken care of by the two best doctors in the hospital, one of which specializes in dental surgery and the other specialize on internal burns.' Hetty calmly stated, taking Kensi's piercing glare away from him. 'And Siderov is currently in surgery to remove the bullet from his shoulder and to get his nose fixed.' Hetty added, not that anyone really seemed to care. Whatever attention had been on Hetty talking about Siderov was taken away by a loud scream, coming from one of the ICU rooms. Kensi froze. 'Deeks.' Was all Eric heard her say. 'No! No! Get away, leave me alone! No! Not again.' The sound of the detectives voice was loud and heart-breaking, he sounded terrified.

Kensi

She didn't even think about asking for permission to enter the room. All she heard was her partner in distress and she was going to stop it. 'Miss Blye!' Hetty called after her but she didn't stop. Her eyes filled with tears as she heard the terrified sounds of her partner. The closer to the room she came the more she understood what was happening. The doctor, "Specialized in dental surgery" obviously didn't know anything about what had happened to Deeks. She skidded around the corner entering the room. 'Stop!' she yelled, startling the doctor and several nurses trying to hold Deeks still and calm him down. 'Miss-" One of the nurses started, but Kensi ignored her. 'Turn the drill off. Now.' She ordered the doctor. He seemed a bit taken aback by her sneering tone, but she didn't care. He did as she told him. Deeks was still struggling against the nurses. 'Let him go.' She ordered them. 'What is going on here, you can't be here.' The doctor sounded angry.

'Do you have any idea what he just went through?' She snapped at him. He threw a quick look at the nurse next to him. She didn't seem to have an answer for him. Kensi had meanwhile rushed to her partners side. 'Calm down Deeks, it's okay, I'm here. You're in the hospital, calm down.' Slowly her partner stopped struggling against his bed sheets. Furious, after seeing her partner so terrified, she turned to the doctor. 'This man, was just held captive and tortured with a drill for eight freaking hours! And you go and turn on the same kind of drill and think he'll be fine? Either you're really dumb or you're just a-' Kensi wanted to call him a lot of names not appropriate to the ears of children when Hetty stepped in. 'Miss Blye.' There was a silent warning in her words.

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