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Chapter 7
Deeks and Kensi walked tiredly towards their desk, glad they made it into the bullpen. Both ignored the piles of paper on their desks and they put their heads down, both sighing in delight.
'Short night?' Sam wondered as he and Callen watched them.
'Don't even want to discuss it,' Deeks answered and Sam laughed at Callen.
'What happened?' Callen asked Kensi, who glanced annoyed at him for not letting her get some more, well needed sleep.
'We made the wrong decision of giving Narah a phone,' she sighed tiredly. 'She is never going to lose that thing…it's glued into her hand. She is constantly texting…God knows who…and not making her homework…refusing to make her homework. Why can't she live without her phone?'
'Because she has no other way to contact her friends,' Deeks answered. 'At least that is what she said…well yelled at us.' Callen and Sam laughed.
'Two weeks ago you were so sure that a phone was the best thing to give her,' Sam noted. 'A way to track her.' Kensi waved vaguely at him.
'Don't remind me,' she told him. 'Arguing with a teenager is really hard and tiring…and then she had to be extra early at school this morning because she had a big mouth to a teacher…'
'…for which we were punished as well since we had to drive her to school,' Deeks added and Kensi nodded.
'Then why don't you put her in a school closer by?' Sam asked 'There are plenty of good schools in your neighborhood, Kensi.'
'So she sees her friends even less?' she replied. 'No we can't do that…speaking of neighborhoods: did we get anything new on the case?' Callen shook his head.
'Nothing since we found Hamed, who gave us nothing at all,' he told her. 'He did try to call his brother but he didn't answer. Eric and Nell still hadn't any luck with locating Mills of Borges, though they did discover that Fratres Armis has connections over the border in Mexico.' One of Eric's sharp whistles made them all look up in surprise. Eric hadn't used that whistle since they had started the case.
Eric and Nell were standing in front of the big screen, looking kind of tense.
'Did you find anything?' Deeks asked.
'Not concerning the youth center case, Mister Deeks,' Hetty answered before the techs could. 'You are here because there came an urged case to our attention.'
'So the youth center case turned into a cold one?' Kensi asked indignantly.
'I'm afraid so, Miss Blye,' Hetty answered and she nodded at Eric and Nell to start.
'Over the last six months twenty-seven young women and girls have disappeared,' Nell told them. 'The targeted age group is between fifteen and thirty years. NCIS was offered to participate because of victim twenty-six: Petty Officer Melany Woods, twenty-three years old. The FBI thinks that it's a case of women trafficking…'
'…and is hoping NCIS can assist them in finding the women and girls alive,' Eric added. 'For now they don't have much beside the age profile. The girls and women are all different from each other at many point, since it is such a large age group.'
'Any other Navy involvement?' Sam asked. Eric looked at his pad.
'Umm…victim fourteen Macy Layons, sixteen years old, has a grandfather who used to be in the Navy,' he answered. 'But no other major involvement beside Woods.'
'So we are sure it's a coincidence that she's in the Navy?' Sam concluded and both Eric and Nell nodded.
'Where have the girls and women last been seen?' Callen asked.
'At school, work, home, the mall…There is no link there,' Nell answered. 'But we're still looking for the link, with the FBI's help.'
'I can't believe this,' Kensi sighed as she and Deeks were waiting for Callen and Sam to come out of the FBI building. 'How can we just let Narah's case turn cold? What are we going to tell her? We said we would catch them…' Deeks pulled Kensi a little closer.
'We knew this was coming,' he said. 'And these girls and women need us as well right now. And when we solve this case, we can get back to Narah's case.' Kensi sighed again and she nodded. Deeks was right. These women and girls needed to be find. But she still felt it was unfair towards Narah. She knew what it felt like to hear your case turned into a cold one. She knew how much it hurt. A tap from Deeks made her look up and she saw Callen and Sam walk out of the building.
'I don't know what it is, but the FBI never seems in a sharing mood,' Callen answered while he handed Deeks and Kensi a piece of paper. 'These are the addresses of all the missing girls and women. Even though the FBI been there, I want to check them out. Maybe we can find something they overlooked.'
'That will make them happy to hear,' Kensi smiled as she studied the paper. Deeks' phone rang and he answered it. Listening to the other side, he glanced worried at Kensi.
'And you are sure?' he asked and he slowly nodded as he listened to the answered. 'Okay, thank you for calling me.' He put his phone back into his pocket.
'What is it?' Kensi asked.
'Narah isn't in class or at the school grounds,' Deeks answered.
'You asked the school to call you when Narah skips school?' Sam asked.
'Yeah, I kind of had to,' Deeks answered slightly irritated.
'Just thinking it's a good idea,' Sam answered. Kensi grabbed her phone.
'I'm calling Eric to see if he can trace her phone,' she said.
'Okay, you two try to locate Narah and we will go to the addresses,' Callen told them and he and Sam got in their car. Deeks waited impatiently for Kensi to get a location.
'She's in a street near her school,' Kensi answered while she gestured Deeks to get in the car. 'Shit, Eric lost her phone…last location is the gym.'
Deeks glanced at Kensi when they were standing at the entrance of the gym, guns ready – just in case. She slowly nodded and they entered the building. They could hear sounds from the big room where the court was and when they got there, they put their guns away. About ten teenagers were playing basketball at the court. Deeks and Kensi watched Narah. They hadn't seen her like this. So smiling and laughing the entire time. It was clear she was at ease with these teenager: six boys and three other girls, all laughing and playing basketball. It was nice to see them, like they had no care in the world. But that peace was disturbed when one of the boys spotted Deeks and Kensi.
'Oh shit, the cops!' he yelled and the ball was dropped. The teenagers started to run to the exit at the other side. Narah stood frozen on her spot, staring at Deeks and Kensi, not believing that they were there.
'Narah,' Kensi said and she took a step forwards.
'Narah!' one of the boys yelled. Narah turned around and followed her friends. Deeks and Kensi ran after them into the street. But these teenagers knew these streets like no others and soon Deeks and Kensi had lost them. Panting they stopped, glancing around, hoping for a glimpse of Narah.
'She just ran away from us,' Deeks panted.
'Maybe she didn't want her friends to know that her foster parents are cops,' Kensi suggested and she wiped the sweat from her forehead.
'Did you find her?' Callen asked when Deeks and Kensi arrived back at Ops center. They both nodded.
'We found her,' Deeks answered. 'She was playing basketball with her friends…and she looked really happy…but as soon as they saw us, and made us as cops, they all ran.'
'Including Narah?' Sam asked surprised and Kensi nodded.
'We chased them for awhile but lost them,' she added. 'They just know these streets too well. Worst part is that Narah turned off her phone. We have no way of reaching her!'
'Like you said, she and her friends know that neighborhood,' Callen said. 'And we will get Eric and Nell on the cameras in that neighborhood so that we will find her. Do you think you can focus on our current case?' Kensi doubted for a few seconds and then she nodded. Callen smiled. 'Good because we barely have anything. We been to the houses but nothing in common was there…beside that they were all on Facebook.'
'Everyone is on Facebook these days,' Deeks mumbled.
'We're not on Facebook,' Kensi contradicted.
'Anyway, the FBI reported another missing girl who is linked with the case,' Sam told them. 'Johanna Norton, nineteen years old. She didn't show up at her boyfriend's birthday party. She was reported missing three days ago.' Sam pulled up a picture of the young brunette.
'Brown hair and brown eyes,' Deeks said, looking at the picture. 'Just like Woods and Anouska Jecrof but none of the other girls.'
'What time is it?' Kensi asked Deeks nervously while she was pacing around in her living room. Deeks glanced at his watch and sighed frustrated.
'Thirteen over eleven,' he told her. 'Come on, Kens, just sit down for a minute.'
'Why isn't she home yet?'
'She will be home soon…maybe she is worried how we will react when she gets home and prolongs it as long as possible. Come and sit.' Kensi gave in and sat down beside Deeks on the couch, her head resting against his shoulder.
'What if the gang caught her? What if she is bleeding in some gutter?' Deeks stroked Kensi's hair and he kissed her gently.
'Stop worrying, Princess,' he whispered at her. They both jumped up when someone knocked at the door. Kensi hurried to the door and saw Narah standing bored in front of the door. She quickly opened the door and Narah walked inside.
'Where have you been?' Kensi asked stressed. 'Why did you run and why didn't you call us to let us know you were okay?'
'I was with my friends,' Narah answered like that explained everything.
'Narah, if we don't know where you are, we worry about you,' Deeks told her. Narah shrugged and Deeks shook his head. 'No, that does matter. We get worried when you don't come home till eleven pm. Especially when we can't reach you…'
'Track me, you mean,' Narah interrupted him.
'Running of like that is foolish!' Kensi told her, a little harshly. 'You do realize there is a gang after you right? One you wanted protection from!'
'Well at some point I will have to do it on my own!' Narah shouted angrily and she ran to the guest room, slamming the door close.
When Deeks and Kensi arrived at the bullpen the next morning, they were immediately called upstairs where Callen, Eric, Sam and Nell were already waiting for them. On the screen were pictures and a floor plan of several clubs downtown. Curiously Deeks and Kensi looked at it.
'We found a link,' Eric announced, not delaying anything. 'Each girl or woman was out clubbing the night before they disappeared. All went to four dance clubs: Lux, Blue, MockingBird and Club 450. The under aged girls used fake ID's to get inside.'
'All twenty-seven girls and women went to one of these clubs?' Callen asked to be sure and Nell nodded.
'We checked all the security cameras,' she confirmed. 'Our twenty-seven victims have been in either one or more clubs.'
'So what are we going to do?' Kensi asked. 'Go to each club?' Eric shook his head.
'There is schedule,' he answered and he pressed a few keys and numbers appeared on the map of downtown Los Angeles. They start at MockingBird, continue to Club 450, then Lux and end with Blue to start all over again. Each time four or five days in between victims. Last victim has been four days ago…'
'So we're going to a club,' Deeks asked with a smile on his face. 'Which one? Please say MockingBird!'
'It's Lux for tonight and we are not going,' Nell answered and the smile on Deeks disappeared. Nell turned to Kensi. 'You are going to the club. Hetty expects you at Wardrobe right about now.'
'Okay,' Kensi said and she walked out of the room.
'So where are we positioned?' Deeks asked. 'Inside? At the bar or something as some coworkers who are getting a drink after work?'
'You're going to be standing outside,' Eric said.
'Outside?' Deeks stumbled. 'Why outside?'
'Because it's lady's night,' Nell answered. Deeks sighed.
TBC.
The clubs don't exist…or maybe they do…but that would be a big coincident because I just came up with the names xD
I hope you all enjoyed it. I know that the updates are all over the place but I just need to find my pace again. Not in just the updating but also the writing. So please bear with me and I promise I will update soon xD
