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

Remember I told you I moved...well I am moving again soon. So won't know how long it will take and how busy I will be, but writing will go on! I promise you that! But first: enjoy this chapter ^^

Oh and thank you to eurekancla for correcting me xD

Chapter 13

It was the middle of the night when Deeks and Kensi's phones started to ring, which could never mean something good. Tiredly they grabbed their phones and their hunches were right. Just ten minutes ago some teenagers found the bodies of Jasmine and Gwen Hasting.

'One of us needs to stay,' Deeks said sleepily to Kensi, knowing that both of them could use the sleep right now. Kensi leaned over to him and kissed him.

'I will go,' she told him. 'Go back to sleep. And come after you bring Narah to school.' She had seen the tired look on his face the entire day. He needed the sleep more than she did. So she grabbed her clothes and took a quick shower. When she got back in the bedroom Deeks was already fast asleep. She smiled and gave him another gentle kiss. Before leaving she made some coffee and got in the car. In the car Kensi silently cursed. She really wanted to find the girls alive and reunited them with their dad. But some things were not supposed to happen.

Callen and Sam were already standing near the bodies at the crime scene when Kensi arrived. They gave her a short nod when she joined them. Rose was next to the bodies of the young girls.

'They have been death for about eleven hours,' the ME told them, 'which puts the time of death around four o'clock in the afternoon.' She got up and gestured her assistants to get the bodies loaded into the van. Then she turned to Callen, Kensi and Sam. 'The cause of death seems to be strangulation, but I can't be sure until after the autopsy.'

'Thank you, Rose,' Callen said and Rose walked over to the van.

'I want to see them!' A commotion started behind the tape. Kensi saw movement from her eye corners and when she turned around she saw John Hasting trying to get to the crime scene, only to be held by two LAPD officers. She quickly went over there.

'You can let him go,' she told the officers and they walked away. Hasting looked gratefully at her.

'Are…that my girls?' he stumbled.

'I'm sorry, Mister Hasting,' Kensi apologized and the man began to cry.

'Please let me see them,' he begged her. 'Just one last time…they are my girls! I have the right to see them!' He tried to push past Kensi, but she placed her hand on his chest, stopping him.

'It's better to remember them as the beautiful girls they were,' she told him gently. 'Wait till after the autopsy.' Hasting began to sob even more and he looked at her, with the tears streaming down his face. Kensi didn't know what to say and was relieved when she saw Isabelle running towards them. Isabelle took Hasting in her arms and Kensi could get back to Callen and Sam.

'Kensi had to leave early?' Narah asked surprised when she saw only Deeks standing in the kitchen and she did not hear the shower running. She sat down and grabbed the bowl with cereal.

'She got called in for a case around three a.m.,' Deeks told her. 'Did you sleep well?' Narah shrugged while she stuffed her mouth with cereal. Anything for an excuse not to speak. So Deeks agreed with the silence and he drank his coffee. He just looked at Narah. She looked like she had as little sleep as he had. It worried him. Why wasn't she sleeping well? Why was she ignoring her friend?

'Can we go soon?' Narah asked him, putting her bowl in the sink. 'I need to ask my teacher something before class starts.' Deeks looked surprised at her.

'When did you become the serious student?' he asked her with a smile on his face. But Narah didn't think it was funny and looked darkly at him.

'Since you forced me to become one,' she answered him bitterly and she grabbed her bag walking towards the door. 'Can we just go now?' Deeks nodded and quickly drank all of his remaining coffee. Together they walked to the car. The silence remained the entire ride to Narah's school. It was broken by Deeks when Narah got out of the car.

'Kensi's mother Julia is picking you up today,' he told her. 'Me or Kensi will try to be there as well but it might be hard to leave the office during the case. So if we don't show up, just go with Julia. We will pick you up around seven from her place.'

'Fine,' Narah answered shortly and she turned to walk into the school.

'Have a good day,' Deeks shouted after her but all Narah did was wave at him. Deeks sighed and drove to Ops center, ready for a long day of work and worrying.

'Jasmine had contact with a person called BB7009,' Kensi informed Deeks when he was sitting behind his desk, drinking more coffee. 'She met him online on some chat site…according to Nell they had contact for over two months and their conversations were pretty personal.'

'So Jasmine might have been lured in by some old guy preying on young girls on the web?' Deeks concluded and he sighed. 'Just what I needed to make my day even better.' Kensi looked up from the file in her hands.

'Problems with Narah this morning?' she asked him.

'I don't know,' he said. 'It is like we're living with a stranger in the house. She wanted to leave to school as soon as possible and barely spoke a word. I'm telling you: something bad is going on.' Kensi thought about the assignment and still wasn't sure if she should tell Deeks. But before she got a chance, Eric came downstairs.

'We managed to get an ID on BB7009,' he told them and he turned the TV screen on. A driver license appeared on the screen. 'BB7009, better known as Brad Anderson. Thirty-three years old and a known pedophile.'

'Shit,' Kensi cursed. 'Jasmine and Gwen got into the hands of a pedophile? How are we going to tell that to the father?'

'His address is on your phones,' Eric said without acknowledging what she just said. 'Callen and Sam are already en route to his house. They're waiting for you.' Deeks and Kensi grabbed their stuff and got to the car.

'A pedophile,' Deeks mumbled. 'Yeah, that made my day a whole lot better…'

'Deeks, just focus,' Kensi told him. 'Maybe something else is going on.'

'Jasmine is dead?' Brad Anderson asked shocked. Callen, Deeks, Kensi and Sam were standing in the man's living room where he was sitting on the couch, repeating the same question over and over.

'Yes, she and her sister were found dead this morning,' Callen told the man and Anderson shook his head and then he looked up, with an angry glare at the team.

'And of course you think I did it,' he said. 'Because I am the sick pedophile! Well I did not. Jasmine had become my friend…I never met the girl in real life. I have no idea what she looked like…I like her.'

'Just like you liked those other girls?' Deeks asked harshly.

'I am sick and working on getting better,' Brad said defensively. 'I accepted my decease and I am making sure I will never make such a mistake again.'

'By chatting with girls on the internet instead of stalking them?' Deeks continued asking. Brad got up from the couch and stepped really close to Deeks, like he was ready to hit the detective right in the face.

'I never stalked any of those girls!' he growled. 'And right now I think it's better for me not to speak to you unless I have a lawyer with me. I kindly ask you to leave my house and leave me alone. I have enough trouble without the cops visiting.' Deeks want to say something but Sam took him away by his arm.

'Easy, Deeks,' he told him. 'We will get him in the end…we always do.' Deeks took a deep breath and walked over to the car.

'Is he going to be okay?' Callen asked Kensi, who sighed.

'Things changed for him now that we're taking care of Narah,' she said. 'But he will be okay. He will find his way somehow.'

'He'd better do it fast,' Callen told her. 'Because when he is acting like this, he can't be working on this case. We need to bring the killer to justice…who ever the killer is.' Kensi nodded and she walked over to the car as well, where Deeks was waiting for her. She gently touched his arm.

'I will be okay,' he whispered at her. 'I just…'

'Yeah, I know,' she told him and she drove them back to the Ops Center where the transcripts of the chat conversations between Jasmine and Anderson were waiting for them.

'You two look tired,' Julia commented when Deeks and Kensi arrived at the school. Kensi gave her mother a kiss on the cheek.

'We have been working on a case,' she explained to her. 'It's taking a lot of our time and energy. But we found time to come here and introduce you and Narah to each other.' Julia smiled and she stroked Kensi's arm.

'There is no need for that,' she said. 'I am sure Narah and I will get along fine.' Kensi smiled and they both turned to the school doors, waiting for Narah to come out. They didn't have to wait long after the school bell rang. A lot of teenagers came walking out of the door; Narah among of them. Deeks noticed the absence of her usual friends. The girl didn't greet them and just stared at Julia. Kensi looked from Narah, to Julia, to Deeks.

'Well, Narah, this is my mother Julia,' she introduced the girl to her mother. 'And mom, this is Narah, our foster daughter.' Julia extended her hand. Narah shook it with hesitation.

'Nice to meet you, Narah,' Julia smiled politely. 'Are you ready to go home with me? Or do you need to say goodbye to your friends?'

'I am fine,' Narah answered. 'We can go.' Julia looked surprised at Deeks and Kensi, who both shrugged.

'Okay,' Julia said slowly and she turned to Deeks and Kensi. 'We will see you around seven? Should I make dinner for you as well?'

'You don't need to go through so much trouble.' Kensi smiled weakly at her. 'And I'm not even sure we will be there around seven with this case.' Julia nodded understandingly and she gently touched Narah, signaling her that they were going. Narah shrugged off the hand and walked towards the car.

'I'm sorry…I don't know what…,' Kensi started but Julia's smile stopped her.

'She is a teenager,' Julia said as if it would explain all. 'I will keep some food warm for you two. And don't worry if it gets late. Narah can sleep in the guest room.'

'Thank you, mom,' Kensi said and she stopped when she realized what she said.

Both feeling suddenly exhausted Deeks and Kensi walked back into the bullpen. Callen and Sam were sitting behind their desks, both going through the files which formed a big pile on all the desks. Deeks sighed and grabbed the first file of the pile, not even bothering to sit down.

'I take that the meeting between Narah and your mother didn't go too well,' Sam said to Kensi who nodded and then shook her head.

'For how Narah has been acting the last few days…I think it went well,' she told him. 'But she hardly said a word and couldn't wait to go. She didn't even bother to say goodbye to her friends…she wasn't even with them.'

'Finally,' Deeks said as he put the file down. Callen, Kensi and Sam looked surprised at him. 'Finally you realize something is wrong as well! No more: "It's the age". Something is going on with our daughter and we are supposed to find out what that is!'

'Deeks…this is not the time,' Sam said slowly.

'Sam is right,' Callen agreed and he held up the file. 'We have to find the murderer of two young girls…for their father to get some peace. Can you concentrate on that for now?' Deeks took a deep breath and nodded.

'Nine-one-one call for Hasting's neighbors!' Nell alerted them. 'They said something about a gunshot.' The team grabbed their stuff and left.

A crowd had already gathered around the police taped area, all anxious to see some of the action that could be going on. Callen approached the LAPD officer that was looking at the house.

'What have we got?' he asked. The LAPD officer sighed and turned to him. Before he could speak a word, another gunshot sounded. Callen signaled Deeks, Kensi and Sam to be ready to enter the house. The crowd seemed to recognize that something was happening as they tried to get a better view. They all tried to move past the police officers and police tape.

'Eric, get an ambulance over here,' Callen ordered while the team moved towards the house. The front door seemed untouched and wasn't even locked when Sam tried to enter. Callen glanced at Deeks and Kensi, who nodded. As a perfect synchronized team they entered the house, moving towards the angrily shouting. Isabelle was standing over Hasting, who desperately tried to reason with her, talking softly but hastily to her. In her shaking hands was a smoking gun. Hasting pressed against his shoulder as blood was seeping through his fingers. He looked pale but in his eyes were flames.

'Isabelle, drop the gun,' Callen told her. 'We can just talk about it.'

'I did it for us!' Isabelle cried and her finger was dangerously close to the trigger. 'I did it all for us! And now…he doesn't see it!' She adjusted her aim to Hasting's head.

'Isabelle, just put the gun down,' Hasting begged her. 'We can talk about this! Just put it down, sweetheart…' The endearing name seemed hard for him to say. It seemed to pain him. But it seemed to calm Isabelle in a way.

'What did you do for him?' Callen asked her. Isabelle lifted her gaze from Hasting to Callen and then to Deeks, Kensi and Sam behind him, with their guns aimed at her. At her head and heart. Ready to shoot when needed. The distressed woman shook her head and pressed her hands against the sides of her head.

'It was all for us!' she shouted. 'I had no choice! I had no choice…' She suddenly relaxed and lifted her head up. Then five gunshots sounded.

TBC.

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