momI woke up around five in the morning and felt an arm around me and a body pressed against mine. I smiled and rolled over so I was facing G. I curled into his chest and felt two arms wrap around me.
"Good morning." I said still sounding sleepy.
"Good morning to you too." he said smiling before kissing me. I got up moving to grab the sheet. I got it wrapped around me and went to find my clothes. I heard him get up and make his way over to me. I turned expecting him to be farther away than he was. I ran into him almost falling over. He caught me and we fell to the ground together. We were both laughing when I heard my phone ringing. I sighed getting up and grabbing his shirt. I put it on as I made my way to the living room.
"Hello" I said not recognizing the number.
"Hey sis I'm in a lot of trouble with various mobs and I need your help" a guy I knew well said.
"Where did you get this number Ohh and what the hell I said not to call me I'd call you" I said hiding a smile. It had been a long time since I had heard the voice on the other line. He was originally one of my ex's who ended up being my best friend on one of our missions. We had become like siblings but I hadn't heard from him in months.
"That's not important I know you're in L.A. I need you to pull what we did in Venezuela and before tomorrow otherwise I'm dead" he said whispering.
"Paige has to be a part of this" I said whispering so that Callen couldn't hear me.
"Fine I have to go just disappear and do it perfectly I don't need NCIS involved or the F.B.I." he said almost angry.
"Maxwell Edward doesn't make me call your mother, love you see you soon" I said. He hung up and I walked into the bedroom.
"Hey, I'm sorry but something came up I have to go" I said knowing this could be the last time I would see him. I walked toward him and kissed his cheek. He wrapped his arms around me and held me for a minute. I got dressed and walked to my car. I looked back at the house and the guy standing in the door. I got in and drove toward home.
I walked up the stairs and into my apartment. Paige and Dom were sitting having breakfast.
"You get out I have stuff to tell Paige" I said looking at Dom. He looked at Paige and then got up.
"See you in a bit" he said kissing the top of her head. Paige smiled until he walked out the door.
"What the hell just because you don't have a guy doesn't mean I don't" she said glaring at me.
"Look I get it I made you mad but I need you to be my backup on a mission" I said urging her to get it.
"Wait you don't mean on a CIA kind of mission do you" Paige said all of the sudden concerned.
"Well kinda, I need you to watch someone and if they move shoot them" I said.
"Fine what are we using" she said knowing she couldn't change my mind.
Well I was thinking a Barrett M107 and an AK47 sound good" I said knowing she was a good shot with both guns.
"Sounds amazing" Paige said sounding a little too excited. Paige didn't know she was shooting me and that's all I needed. It would crush her to know she was the one who shot me but it had to be done.
******************Next Evening*********************
I sat on the bench in downtown LA waiting for something. I looked over my shoulder to see if Paige was set in her spot which she was. I looked around and saw to figures headed my way "shit" I said under my breath. The people looked a lot like Deeks and Kensi. I got up and started walking back to my car. I could feel the drug slowing my pulse I started to stagger.
"Miss, can I help you" I heard Deeks say as I walked closer to the parking lot. I heard the gunshot then felt it hit the dissolving blood pack. I felt another shot hit and penetrate causing a small bullet wound but nothing serious it only looked serious. I heard yelling and I felt Deeks flip me over.
I heard voices around me before I passed out.
************Two days later*******************
I opened my eyes straining them against the light. I felt the pain of the unplanned bullet wound and pushed it out of my head along with all the memories from the last few weeks. I had been pronounced dead on the scene and taken to a morgue where my body was "stolen" and brought here. Where was here? I looked around some more trying to find clues. It was hard to breathe and I looked down at the bruise that covered my chest. I winced and went to sit up.
"I wouldn't do that it might hurt a lot" a voice said from across the room.
"How long is this going to take I want to get back and I hurt people I care about" I said thinking of G and the way he had lost all his family similar to me.
"I don't know a month or so" Max said.
"Great I thought you said it would be a quick mission" I said mad now.
"This isn't a mission I don't work for anyone right now you're helping me" he said.
"So I don't get a call for years and then when you're in trouble you want me to leave my life and help you" I said disgusted.
"Shh I hear something" he said moving to the door with a gun in his hands. He had changed a lot since I had last seen him. He used to be a muscle man with dark hair and bright brown eyes now though he looked sickly. He had sunken eyes with patched of hair missing and he was skin and bones. I rolled off the bed and slid under it hiding. I could hear someone picking the lock and a guns safety clicking off.
The door flew open and I heard three quick gun shots. Something grabbed my foot and I kicked out impulsively. Some one pulled me out from under the bed and I looked into Max's eyes. I grabbed his arm and looked at it. His arm was riddled with needle marks from drugs. I sighed as he helped me to my feet.
"Max how'd this happen, how could you start drugs" I said holding his arm out. He tried to pull his arm back but he had lost all of his strength. He tried to swing at me but I ducked it easily. He ran out the door and I followed him watching where I was going. I was getting weird looks from people and I looked down at my clothes. I was still wearing the same clothes I had been when I "died". Shit I thought ducking into the nearest clothing store. I grabbed a tee shirt and a pair of jeans off of one of the shelves. I walked back to the changing room and put them on. Coming out of the dressing room I noticed Max was waiting for me. Leaving a fifty on the counter I walked out of the store and he started walking toward a bar. I followed him and we went inside.
**************** Two Weeks later****************************
We were sitting at a hotel in the crappy part of town. I was still wearing the tee-shirt and jeans I had been wearing the first day I woke up here. Since them I had gotten Max out of as much shit as I could but it was a difficult task considering most of the people were mob affiliates.
I looked at the passport with Max's picture on it. It was counterfeit of course and it would help him get to Australia and out of harms way. I had been beaten, shot at, tortured, and run over by a car for him and I was sick of it. I grabbed the medical kit and sterilized the needle with alcohol and a lighter. I pulled my shirt of and started sewing up the knife wound that went across my stomach. Once I finished I moved on to washing and disinfecting my eyelid. Then I bandaged up my ribs and wrist.
I looked over at Max who was passed out with a bottle of Whiskey in his hand. I got up and walked to the door leaving a note taped to the door with a passport and the one-way ticket to Australia. It was time for me to go home. I walked down the street toward the nearest bus stop a few miles away. I heard a car turn the corner driving slowly obviously looking for someone. I ducked behind a parked car and hid there for a few minutes. I got up and walked to the bus stop.
I was sitting in the back of the bus where no one was. My eyes were watching at the floor because there were some men in the bus who looked menacing considering I didn't have a gun and I had four cracked ribs and a fractured wrist. I reached up and held my Star of David necklace. I said a quiet Jewish prayer.
We finally got to the bus depot and I walked over to the bus that went by my apartment. I heard the guys from the bus follow me. It was going to be a long night.
The bus pulled up to the bus stop a mile from my house and I got off quickly. I stared walking in the direction of the apartment. I heard the creeps walking behind me laughing and still following me. I was more paranoid than usual and I could see all the things they would do to me if they caught me.
I finally got to my apartment and ran up the stairs. I got to my door and turned to see if the guys had followed me but they hadn't. I opened the door and saw Paige dressed in black and crying into Dom's shoulder.
"I can't believe we buried her today" Paige said sobbing.
"Umm you buried an empty coffin actually" I said slowly. They both turned and stared at me as if they were seeing a ghost.
"Christy" they said in unison.