I don't own NCIS Los Angeles! My native language is Dutch and I'm dyslectic so sorry for any mistakes.

Okay it took some time but here is the next chapter. My sister checked it as usual, as well as chapter 1.

This chapter goes to Benjaminek, that it may help her a little bit to get through these incredible hard and unfair times =(

Chapter 2

'Believe it or not but Matt Gordons comes from a very wealthy family,' Nell told the team the next morning in the Ops Center. 'His father had a very successful business. But Matt never got any of the wealth. Matt's uncle inherited the company and all the money.'

'The uncle never wanted to take Matt and his brother in?' Deeks asked surprised.

'The uncle died twelve years ago,' Eric answered. 'And the company and the money was inherited by his daughter, who sold it again. All in all, Matt and his brother were just left out.'

'Left on their own,' Deeks said. There was a silence for a few seconds.

'Edward, Matt's brother, died in a car accident seven years ago,' Eric said, breaking the silence. 'Matt really had no one left.'

'Except for his family at the youth center,' Callen said. 'Maltino said they were all like a family: the kids and the volunteers.'

'Matt was at the youth center almost day and night ,' Sam said. 'He spent all his time over there. Giving art to the kids and helping them get through. Keeping them a little safer.'

'Anything on the shooter?' Kensi asked and Eric nodded, looking at Nell. Nell typed something on the keyboard and a blurry picture of a license plate appeared on the screen.

'This footage was from a security camera on the other side of the youth center,' Eric started to tell. 'The license plate turned up with a fake ID, but it gave us a picture of the man we're looking for. We're trying to get a match.'

'Should we try if any of the people who we interviewed yesterday recognizes the man?' Sam asked Deeks and Kensi.

'No those people won't talk,' Kensi said. One of the computers began to beep and Nell went over to the computer.

'We got a hit on the car,' she told the team. 'Not a very useful hit…the car was found by the LAPD, burned out.'

'So they ditched the car,' Callen said. 'What about a gun? They would ditch the gun as well. It's a hot gun and they know it.' Nell took a deep breath and she pulled up a file.

'A boy was admitted in the hospital because of gunshot,' she told them. 'He died on arrival. His little sister could tell the LAPD that he had found the gun in the bushes and just wanted to play with it. He accidently shot himself.' The entire team sighed. This was not how they wanted to find the murder weapon.

'I think that was one of the hardest things I ever had to do,' Kensi sighed as they were driving back from the mother of the boy. They had met the devastated woman when they were sent to the hospital to talk with the little sister of the boy. 'Just a little boy playing with the wrong toy.' Deeks glanced at her before focusing on the road.

'Are you okay?' he asked. Kensi shifted uncomfortably.

'I'm fine,' she answered. 'What about you?'

'I'll be glad when we get…'

'Deeks!' Kensi shouted and Deeks hit the brakes as people started to run over the street. He made a sharp left turn to avoid the people. The car stopped at a lawn. Deeks and Kensi got out of the car, looking at the scared people running. Suddenly Kensi hit Deeks' arm.

'Deeks, it's Narah!' Kensi pointed and she ran over to the girl. The closer she got, the harder she started to run. The girl's clothes were covered in blood. Kensi stopped Narah.

'Narah, are you hurt?' she asked worried. Narah looked up with big shocked eyes and tried to speak, but did not find the words. Deeks joined them.

'EMTs are on their way,' he told Kensi, who was trying to get Narah to speak while checking the girl for injuries.

'I'm…not hurt…' Narah managed to say and she tried to shake of Kensi's hands. She straightened her back. 'I'm fine. Now let me go!'

'Narah, what happened?' Deeks asked. 'What happened to you? Why are all these people running?' Narah looked over her shoulder, at a large building. Deeks and Kensi followed her gaze. They both slowly went for their gun and walked towards the building. Kensi glanced behind her to see if Narah was following them. She grabbed her phone and handed it to Narah.

'Call the number that is called Callen,' she instructed the girl, who nodded shakily. 'Get in the car and stay there.' Narah stared at the phone and then ran to the car. Kensi joined Deeks at the entrance of the building, which turned out to be a gym. A basketball lay on the floor, abandoned. At the tribunes were two bodies lying, blood dripping on the floor. Deeks nodded at Kensi and she walked over to the bodies while he checked the locker room. Kensi checked for a pulse but none of the bodies had one. She recognized one of them as Katya Joefkov.

'Are they alive?' Deeks asked and Kensi shook her head.

'One of them is Katya,' she told him. 'Another youth center volunteer shot dead.'

'The other victim is Thomas Greenwood,' Callen told Deeks and Kensi as they watched the medical examiner carry away the bodies. 'He was a volunteer at the youth center as well. So three volunteers dead in two days. It has to mean something.'

'Fratres Armis want their power back,' Deeks shrugged. 'And the youth center is getting in the way of that.' Kensi glanced at her car.

'Maybe Narah will tell us something,' she said. Callen and Sam raised their eyebrows.

'Narah was close to Thomas and Katya, since she was covered in blood,' Deeks told them. 'She must have seen something. We just need to make her feel safe and maybe she will talk then. We can take her to the boatshed.'

'Get her to the boatshed,' Callen agreed. 'And get her some fresh clothes. She can't stay covered in the blood.' Deeks and Kensi nodded and they walked to the car. As they got inside, Narah sighed.

'Took you long enough,' she told them. 'Am I allowed to go now?'

'Not yet,' Kensi answered the girl, surprised by her cool reaction. 'We still need to talk…and getting you some new clothes.'

'I don't need charity,' Narah replied. 'And like I said before, I'm not telling you anything. I'm not a snitch. Just drop me of somewhere in town and I will be fine.'

'We can't drop you off somewhere in town,' Deeks said. 'Where do you live? We can bring you there.' Narah shook her head with a tiny smile.

'You don't get it,' she said. 'I'm not going to my 'home' as I don't really have one.'

'Then you're going with us,' Kensi said and she started the car. 'We can't let a minor go unless there is a guardian.'

'Well I don't have one,' Narah bit back at them.

'Then I hope you can get comfortable with us,' Deeks replied.

Deeks and Kensi stared at the big TV screen in the boatshed, watching Narah pacing through the interrogation room. They turned simultaneously when Callen and Sam walked in. At the same time Eric and Nell appeared on the screen.

'Your friend's name is Narah Monero,' Eric started to tell. 'She's fifteen years old. Her father died when she was seven and when she was eight her mother left her. She has been going from foster home to foster home.' They all glanced at Callen for a moment.

'What about her guardian right now?' Kensi asked. 'She told us she has none.'

'Monica Stewart is officially her guardian,' Nell answered. 'Social Services said nothing about changing guardians. Narah is still Monica's foster child.'

'Didn't seem like Monica is taking such good care of Narah,' Kensi said. 'Narah said she had no home to go to. That LA was her home.'

'Go talk to her,' Callen said and Kensi nodded. She walked into the interrogation room and Narah immediately looked up.

'Am I allowed to leave?' she asked hopefully.

'Not yet,' Kensi said and she pointed at the chair. 'Let's take a seat.' Narah rolled with her eyes but she sat down, just like Kensi.

'I'm not telling you anything,' Narah said before Kensi could ask a question. 'First Matt and now Katya and Thomas are dead as well. They are killing of everyone at the youth center. So I'm not telling you anything.'

'You were at the gym, right?' Kensi asked and Narah nodded. 'You like basketball?'

'I do,' Narah said. 'I love it. They guys playing today were amazing. I wish I could play with them. That would be an awesome game.'

'We like basketball as well. We play a friendly game every now and then.'

'You want to play basketball in return of some answers?' Narah raised her eyebrows and Kensi smiled.

'Will it work?'

'Nope, it won't. I like to live another day.'

'Even though the Fratres Armis are killing off volunteers at the youth center?'

'Not much different from every other day. People get killed all the time. Sometimes simply because they walked on the wrong side of the street. It's normal for us. We have to stay low for some time and then we can move on.'

'This isn't the first time something happened to the youth center?' Narah shook her hand and took a deep breath.

'It started off with vandalizing the center…the Fratres Armis wanted to get the street kids back on the street so that they could get the kids for the gang. When it didn't work…they went to the kids going to the youth center. Threatening to hurt or kill them if they kept going to the youth center. That they had to convince the other kids not to come any longer.' Kensi looked at Narah, who was starting at her hands.

'Did they ever threaten you?' Kensi asked. Narah shook her head.

'Not yet,' she answered. 'Never directly but I understood the warning. Also talking to you will only make it a matter of time…'

'We can't send her back on the street,' Deeks told Callen and Sam. 'Not after she told that her life is threatened for talking to us. We got her in danger so we need to keep her safe. She's only fifteen!'

'Deeks, we're not sending her away,' Callen said. 'She can stay here.'

'Until Social Services can find her a new home, away from Los Angeles,' Sam added.

'Which will only mean another foster home,' Callen said. They all looked up when Kensi walked towards them.

'She's really scared of the Fratres Armis,' she told them. 'She needs to know she's safe before she will talk, about anything. All she could tell was that the gang has been after the youth center for some time now.'

'We got the file on the vandalism of the youth center,' Callen said and he pushed it towards Kensi for her to look into it. 'They reported it the first five times. After that they gave up reporting it…'

'…right about the time kids started to get threatened,' Kensi continued looking in the file. 'This gang isn't the type to back off any time soon…Jeez all the windows thrown in with several brick and paint all over the walls…'

'It was a nice project for the kids and the volunteers to fix the building,' Sam answered. 'Keeps them of the street.'

'That is what the youth center thought every time they had to fix the building,' Deeks said. 'Until the gang started to threaten the children.'

'Maltino even wanted to hire security but he had no money,' Callen said. 'Also he wanted to make the children feel save and he thought that wasn't going to happen if there were security around the building. Children were scared that with security around the building, the gang would only fight back harder.'

'Which they did either way,' Kensi said. 'They started to threaten to kill the kids if they went back to the youth center.'

TBC.