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Chapter 34

When they woke up it took Deeks, Kensi and Narah a few seconds more to realize where they were; at Julia's place. On automatic pilot Narah walked to the bedroom and after that to the kitchen to get breakfast. Deeks and Kensi simply followed her. The house was quiet. All three of them sat down at the table, just saying nothing at all. Narah was the only one who was eating something.

'We need to get ready for school,' she said after a few bites and she glanced at the clock. 'Are you guys going to get changed?' Deeks and Kensi realized they were still wearing the clothes of last night after falling asleep in them.

'Umm...yes,' Deeks answered and as he got up, the doorbell rang. Narah immediately froze in her seat and her breath quickened. Kensi grabbed her gun and walked over to the door. Monty was growling. Kensi opened the door a little and a man and woman were standing in front of the door. As they saw Kensi, they showed their badges.

'Special Agent Dean Finley and Maria Gomez,' he introduced themselves. 'Hetty sent us for the protection detail of your daughter Narah.' Kensi nodded and she opened the door.

'Next time, do not ring the doorbell,' she told them forcefully. 'I thought Hetty would have mentioned that.' Agent Finley nodded uncomfortably. Kensi pointed them towards the kitchen where Narah was trying to calm down with Deeks' help.

'Narah, this are Agent Finley and Gomez,' Kensi told the teen. 'They are going to be with you at all times...'

'I will be with you during the day,' Agent Gomez said. 'And Agent Finley will stay close to you during the night...' They were interrupted by Julia who walked into the kitchen. She seemed surprised by all the people.

'This is my mother, Julia Feldman,' Kensi introduced Julia and she turned to her. 'Mom, this will be the agents that will keep an eye on Narah.'

'Nice to meet you,' Julia greeted them. 'So this means I no longer have to pick up Narah after school?'

'No, Ma'am,' Agent Gomez said. 'I will make sure Narah comes home safely.' Julia slowly nodded and then she sighed.

'Alright, I will be going,' she said, more to Deeks and Kensi than the agents. 'I'm meeting a friend for breakfast...if there is anything, do not hesitate to call me!' Kensi smiled weakly.

'Mom, we have been over this,' she said. 'Try to enjoy your breakfast. We will be okay.' Julia nodded again and she gave Kensi and Narah a kiss on their cheeks. 'I'm making lasagna...should I make it for seven people?'

'Can we go now?' Narah asked, suddenly speaking up.

The tears were flooding over Narah's cheeks and she just let them go. She didn't care about it. She hugged her knees a little more and rested her chin on them. She listened to the chatter of the girls downstairs, the ones without much care in the world. The door opened and she heard Agent Gomez talk to the person. She only turned around when she heard Ivan's voice. Within seconds she was in his arms and he hugged her tightly.

'Thank you for coming,' she whispered.

'Always for you,' he whispered back and she looked up at him through her tears. 'Now tell me about the nice lady who seemed to be ready to arrest me.' Narah chuckled and she pulled out of the hug. Only a little so that she had a better look at Agent Gomez.

'Ivan, this is my personal protector during the day: Agent Gomez,' Narah introduced. 'And Agent Gomez, this is Ivan, my brother from another mother and absolutely no threat.' Agent Gomez nodded with a slightly amused smile.

'Since when do protection agents smile?' Ivan joked and Narah smiled. It was good to be with Ivan. He nudged her a little. 'You wanna sit down for awhile?'

'Narah, your English class starts in five minutes,' Agent Gomez warned.

'Oh, didn't you hear?' Ivan asked. 'No English for today. Something about some food poisoning. Actually they advised every student to just go home.' Narah couldn't help but laugh, especially when Agent Gomez was staring unimpressed at Ivan. Ivan grabbed her hand and walked over to the ledge. Together they stood side by side, looking over the buildings in front of them. Narah closed her eyes for a moment and in that moment she heard the sounds of what was once her neighborhood. That moment she realized that it was no longer her place. She no longer belonged here.

'So...I also heard you guys found a house,' Ivan said and Narah slowly nodded, her eyes still closed. She knew what would come next. The worries and the sadness. As she stood on the roof of her school, she knew she was leaving.

'Please don't tell me that you got absolutely nothing,' Kensi warned when she saw Eric walk into the bullpen. 'There has to be something.' Eric looked down and shook his head.

'They seem to know what they are doing,' he said. 'They don't leave a trace...we did get a name for the eyes: Petty Officer Wendy Lee. She was reported missing two days ago by her parents after she did not come home for dinner. Callen and Sam are speaking to her parents right now to see if she had a connection with Fratres Armis.' Kensi sighed frustrated and rubbed her forehead.

'How is Narah?' Eric asked carefully.

'She is absolutely doing great,' Kensi answered irritated and when she saw Eric's shocked face, she sighed. 'I'm sorry, Eric. It has been a long day...'

'It has been for everyone,' Eric said, 'and don't worry about it. We're doing our best to find out how they did it...'

'Thank you,' she said with a smile and Eric nodded before walking back to the Ops Center. Kensi turned back to the files on her desk. The files about the time Fratres Armis had come to her apartment. Both times there was not a link to how the gang discovered where Narah was staying. Kensi sighed and leaned back. She stared into the space until she realized something. Maybe she should go and talk to some of the gang members. Maybe those guys were willing to tell her more. Just as Kensi got up, ready to go, Hetty walked towards her.

'And where would you be going, Miss Blye?' she asked. 'I do hope you're staying away from the Fratres Armis, like we have discussed.'

'Hetty, just looking into them never did anything for us,' Kensi protested. 'Never gave us any information. Those guys keep walking freely and they have the information we need. Just let me talk to a few of them!' Hetty shook her head.

'We are doing this the right way,' she said. 'The way you and Mister Deeks are not involved in this case. You're becoming her parents, you will have too much of an involvement. You will have to trust that the team will catch Fratres Armis. They will mess up soon, Miss Blye.'

'Yeah, well meanwhile Narah has to have an agent with her at all times,' Kensi noted irritated.

'This is a confidential meeting between me and my client,' Jordana told Agent Gomez forcefully. 'You can wait in the waiting room and protect her from there. Believe me, Narah will be safe in my office.' Narah listened to Jordana and Agent Gomez about the meaning of safety. But she didn't get to listen for long as Jordana simply closed the door and walked to her chair. When she looked at Narah, Narah knew this was going to be a tough session with a lot of questions she didn't want to answer.

'You can relax, Narah,' Jordana told her gently. 'We will take this at your pace and just like before: if you do not want to answer a question, you just tell me so...now...I gathered from Deeks that a lot happened last night. You moved in with your soon to be grandmother, correct?' Narah nodded and glanced around. After four sessions, she still wasn't used the interior. It was still too perfect. Jordana demanded her attention again by asking a question. 'Can you tell me what happened last night?' Narah looked down at her hands, feeling uneasy. As she looked down she noticed her nails were filthy and she had the urge to clean them.

'Would you rather talk about something else?' Jordana asked and Narah nodded. 'Okay, what do you want to talk about?' Narah shrugged. 'Did something good happen this week? I know you, Deeks and Kensi went to look for houses the day after our last session...did you find a nice place?' Narah nodded. 'What does the house look like?'

'Like a real house,' Narah mumbled. 'It has a garden...it is a really nice house.'

'Did you pick your room yet?'

'Not yet...'

'But you have an idea of the room you want...what color would it be?' Narah shrugged. She never thought about a color for her room. Her room would just be whatever she got. 'You do not have a preference for a color in your room? I bet Deeks and Kensi let you decorate your own room...So what would your room look like? What color?'

'Umm...red...I think.' But as Narah gave the answer, she saw red as the color of blood. She saw the bloody eyes lying in the box. Sent to her. As a way to let her know that they watch her. They would come for her. A touch of Jordana's hand brought her back to the office.

'Are you looking forward to moving, Narah?' she asked softly. Narah blinked a few times, taking her time to give her answer. Why didn't the answer come screaming to her?

'I don't know,' she answered honestly and she felt her own lip tremble. She did not understand why she was so close to tears. It had always been her dream to be able to escape that neighborhood. And now she was about to reach that dream. Why was she sad about that?

'Are you afraid of moving away from your friends? From Ivan? You told me a lot about him that told me that he is really important to you...your brother from another mother.' Narah nodded, while fighting the tears.

'I don't know where I would be without him,' she mumbled. 'He showed me what love truly meant.'

Kensi smiled as she walked up the three steps that led to their new front door. The car was in the driveway to her left. She was about to walk into their house. She turned around to see Deeks walking towards her. He also had a little smile on his face.

'Ready to see what has to be done?' he asked her and Kensi nodded. Deeks opened the door and they stepped into their house. It was a strange feeling that this empty house was theirs and would become their home. Deeks put his arms around Kensi's waist.

'Still happy we bought it?' he asked.

'Very happy,' she answered and she kissed him. 'I can't wait to actually be living here.'

'It is a gorgeous house,' Deeks agreed. There was a knock on the door and Kensi opened it, revealing Narah and Agent Gomez.

'Hey, good day at school?' Kensi greeted the teenager, who had walked inside without saying a thing. Narah shrugged and Kensi looked questioningly at Agent Gomez.

'She came out of therapy like this,' the agent said.

'You want to pick out your room, Narah?' Deeks asked and Narah shrugged. Kensi walked towards Narah, who was looking into the garden. She put her arm around Narah's shoulder, pulling her towards herself.

'Did something happen during school or...therapy?' she asked worried.

'Not really,' Narah answered. 'School was great, especially when you're followed by an agent...and therapy...well, therapy is therapy.' Kensi stroked Narah's hair.

'Would you like to see your new school, Narah?' Deeks asked carefully and Kensi saw Narah's expression turn saddened. The teenager had closed her eyes and sighed. Then she shrugged off Kensi's arm and she walked towards Deeks.

Narah watched all the students who were in the pictures, all smiling perfectly and dressed very neatly. It was definitely nothing like her current high school. It was clear that this was a school of the rich.

'Narah is more than welcome to our school,' the principle said with a fake perfect smile. 'I have seen her dossier and she will fit in perfectly on this school. For her math we can offer her tutoring.' When Narah heard that she turned abruptly to the principle.

'I don't need tutoring,' she protested. 'I went from an F to C minus and my teacher is certain I can get it up to at least a C if I continue like this.' The principle nodded slowly.

'We try to help our students to excel in life,' she said. 'We're just trying to help.'

'Well, I don't need it,' Narah mumbled and she received a firm look from Deeks and Kensi. The principle didn't seem impressed by what Narah had said, but she didn't try to contradict. Instead she stood up.

'Would you like a tour of the school?' she asked.

'Sure, we would love to,' Kensi answered and the four of them walked out of the office. The principle gestured a boy to come over. He immediately walked over.

'Christopher, would you mind showing our newest student around the school?' she asked and the boy nodded.

'Of course, Mrs. Brown,' Christopher answered and he turned to Narah. 'Welcome to our school. Is there something in particular that you would like to see?'

'Not really, Christopher,' Narah answered bitterly. 'I have been to a High School before. I think I know how it looks.'

Narah sat down on the steps in front of the school. This school was definitely not like her old high school and she had no idea what it would look like. They had computers, a library, functioning stuff in the science labs and sport areas. She always thought she would be at her old school until she gave up on school. That was definitely not an option in this school. She bet they had a tracking system for every student so that none of them can drop out. She sighed. She didn't belong at such a school. She belonged at a school struggling with money and high drop-out rates.

'Your parents will be here soon,' Christopher's voice said behind her and Narah turned around to see him looking at her with a smile.

'Why are you smiling?' Narah asked, slightly irritate by the boy. 'Don't you have anything better to do, Christopher? Like Algebra for smarties?' Christopher chuckled.

'Please call me Chris,' he said and he sat down beside her. 'And I am definitely not fit for Algebra for smarties...I just have to stick around a little longer until my mother can pick me up. Because they are dangerous roads and anything could happen to a sixteen-year-old on a ten minutes' walk.' Narah raised her eyebrow as Chris began to laugh.

'Right, dangerous roads...' she mumbled and she glanced over to Agent Gomez who was watching her from the car. Chris nodded at the agent.

'You have your personal body guard?' he asked.

'None of your business,' she answered and to her surprise Chris left it at that. She turned to him. 'I imagined you to be one who wouldn't give up without an answer.'

'Well, you're not the only one who ever had a bodyguard at this school,' Chris said. 'I have seen it before.' Narah looked surprised at him and Chris pointed at the school. 'School of the rich, easy prey for easy money.' Narah nodded slowly and he gave her a little nudge. 'Don't let that scare you; we have Bill, our very own security.'

'I think I will manage,' Narah replied. 'I have my own Special Agent.'

'Ah, Miss Tough,' Chris smiled. As a car drove towards them, Chris got up. 'That would be my ride. It was nice meeting you, Narah, and I will probably see you some day later.' He raised his hand and waved goodbye as he hurried towards the car.

TBC.

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