Deeks pocketed his cell phone and looked back at the military base office. The area was quiet now; nightfall served as a catalyst for all the Naval personal to be at dinner or resting in their quarters. Deeks was thankful for that; it gave him the chance to spend his "five minute time out" snooping around. He started walking towards a large building adjacent to base office. The main door had been left open by two personal Deeks had seen sprinting towards their vehicles during his phone call. The detective picked up his pace and ran over to the building's main door.
Deeks peered inside and saw the main hallway to be empty. He cautiously stepped inside and started walking to the first doorway he saw. It was locked, prompting him to move on to the next door, which opened instantly. Inside, the room was scarcely lit and had a long table with three back bags on it. When Deeks came closer, he could see that each bag had blood splattered on it, no doubt the result of a gunshot. Deeks pulled out his crime scene gloves and slipped them on before examining the first bag. He turned it over and froze at what he saw.
"What the hell?" he gasped at the sight of Petty Officer Hunter Heath's name on the back bag. Deeks quickly pulled out his cell phone and took as many pictures as he could of each bag and the name on the other two, both belonging to the other two Petty officers. He then slowly opened the top of Heath's bag and found two sheets of crumpled paper, the second one a brown sheet, most likely due to a fire.
Someone on this base didn't want these sheets to be found. Deeks straightened each sheet and took pictures of each of them, noting that each sheet contained computer script. The detective sighed before continuing the process- digging through each bag, taking photos of each piece of evidence, and then replacing each item. When he finished, Deeks walked over to the doorway before double checking the room to make sure it looked untouched.
The detective stepped out into the hallway and closed the door quietly behind him. He only had a second to turn around before both of the navy personal from earlier returned to the building. One quickly put his hand on his gun and barked at Deeks, "How did you get in here?"
"Um, the door was open," Deeks replied in a calm, relaxed voice.
"Who are you?"
"Oh," Deeks pulled out his badge, "I'm LAPD Detective Deeks- I'm here with the NCIS team to investigate-"
The officer lowered his hand. "What the hell are you doing in here?"
"I went for a walk and got sidetracked. I'm good now- I'll be heading back over to my team, if you don't mind." Deeks took a step towards the men before one of them grabbed his arm. "We'll walk you back,
Detective. Don't want you to get lost again."
"Let go of my arm and I'm in," Deeks answered. The navy personal released Deeks' arm and commandeered, "Go." No worries, I'm out of here, the detective thought.
After a quick walk back over towards the team, Deeks found his back against the wall as he was cornered by three very annoyed NCIS agents. Sam was the angriest of the three; the first thing he said to Deeks after he was "dropped off" was, "Do we have to put a leash on you?"
"I just got sidetracked…and found something good," Deeks said. Kensi cut him off by saying, "Let me guess…..a hot chick?"
Callen chimed in. "A pretty airplane?"
Deeks dropped his shoulders and cocked his head, annoyed. "Seriously guys? Listen-"Lyons suddenly appeared behind the group with a smug look on his face. "I hope that you didn't go snooping around, Deeks, because anything found by you is no longer pertinent to the case."
Deeks stared in confusion at Lyons' Challenge me, I dare you, look. "What are you talking about?"
"Assistant Director Granger told me something interesting. He asked me on how you were handling this case, I told him, and also made a little suggestion," he smiled at the three confused agents, "You didn't know? Well, here's the scoop: Granger says that Detective Deeks resigned from LAPD and NCIS, effective tomorrow night. Well, because of my little suggestion-"
"What the hell did you say to Granger?" Deeks growled. Although he was angry, Deeks was also nervous; Callen looked angry, Sam looked beyond pissed, and Kensi seemed way past homicidal towards him.
"I spoke about your attitude and actions, especially how you've been functioning since certain raid. After he was surprised that your incompetence hasn't gotten anyone killed yet, I suggested that LAPD shouldn't drag out a certain detective's resignation while he's on a case. Granger than spoke to LAPD and now both of your resignations are effective immediately. You're a civilian, kid."
Deeks felt his entire body shake from anger. Lyons seemed to pick up on it and added, "I'd also say goodbye to being an agent as well if I were you. I think NCIS only accepts the best-"Deeks suddenly lunged at Lyons, restrained by Sam before he could reach the Interpol agent. "You bastard!"
Sam pushed Deeks away from Lyons and barked, "Go home, Deeks!"
Callen held out his hand and demanded, "I need your badge and your gun, now. You can't carry them anymore." Deeks angrily bit his lip before handing over the items to Callen. Kensi tossed him the keys to
the silver SUV. "I'll get a ride home with the guys," she said quietly.
"Ok….I'm sorry that I didn't-"
"Go," Kensi told him flatly, "Just go, Deeks." He nodded in response and started walking back to the vehicle. Once inside, he quickly dialed Hetty's number as he drove out onto the highway.
"Mr. Deeks, I'm glad you called-"she answered.
"Hetty, I found some kinky things on the base! Also, that bastard said that he talked to Granger about speeding up my resignation and now I don't have a job-"
"Mr. Deeks, slow down!" Hetty exclaimed, "Start from the beginning- what happened?"
Deeks took a breath and gripped the steering wheel tighter, "Ok, I went snooping around and found that not only are the people on this base not giving us all the information, but that they are withholding evidence. There are bags that each officer most likely was carrying with information when they had been shot. Don't worry, I took lots of pictures that Nell and Eric can analyze."
"I would never worry about your skills. In regards to your position in this agency, you are still one of us. I was going to wait until you returned with the team to tell you this, but now is probably the best time. You are officially a probationary agent."
Deeks pulled the vehicle over to the side of the road. If wasn't for the case and his soured relationship with his team members, he would be outside of the vehicle jumping for joy.
"Don't let Agent Lyons get to you. He's just taunting you for unknown reasons."
Deeks started driving down the highway again before asking, "Yeah, what should I-we do about Lyons and Granger? Does the Director know what's going on?"
"He claims not to, but I am going to look into it. In the meanwhile, I need you to get back here as fast as possible. I believe that these officers were killed because they discovered something that they shouldn't have- something that this team know knows. I'll send for the others after we're finished speaking. Stay safe."
"I will," Deeks answered. He paused before adding, "Thanks."
"For what?"
"Believing in me and allowing me to make the move to become an agent," he smiled at the thought of the NCIS badge, "Special Agent Marty Deeks…awesome."