I really have no idea where this came from. One minute I'm writing a paper for my sociology class and I have no choice but to put it on hold because this came pouring out. This revolves almost completely around Eric and the narrator (a twelve year old boy named Jakob) which makes it a very, very different writing style from my normal style but I really like how this turned out. The premise is this: twelve year old Jakob's mother is a Marine. She's on leave but she's abducted by an unknown group and Jakob is taken into NCIS custody for the time being. This entire thing is told from his perspective. Let me know what you think and thanks so much for the reviews! They're always helpful :)

Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS: LA or the characters.

Where is she? I ask the lady in the suit. Where is my mom?

We're looking for her, she tells me. We're doing everything we can.

I slam my hands on the table which makes them turn red and sting. My stinging hands curl into angry fists in my lap and my vision is blurred from the tears welling up in my eyes. It gets to the point where I can't hold them back anymore and they fall, dripping down the backs of my hands and making dark wet spots on my jeans.

You're not telling me anything! I tell the woman (her name is Sue) angrily but she doesn't seem to get it. She keeps telling me everything will be alright but I can tell she's not even sure about that. Nothing's been alright since dad died in Iraq last year and now mom gets taken while on leave.

I'm crying hysterically now and I can't see what the woman is trying to tell me. She keeps trying to hold down my hands but they fly away from her grasp. Suddenly, a man with very short hair comes in. When I wipe the tears away I can see him looking at me with sympathy. He puts a laptop onto the table in front of me and brings up a video chat window and I can see a blond man with glasses surrounded by computer monitors waving at me.

Hi, Jakob, he tells me. My name is Eric.

Do you know where my mom is?

No, but I have all my computers looking for her. He turns the camera to show me the computers and the people manning them and a part of me relaxes. I have the best people looking for her. He disappears off screen for a second and comes back with a woman. This woman is small, maybe a little taller than me, with her hair cut short just like my mom's. This is Nell, Eric tells me. She's helping to look for your mom, too. Nell says something to Eric who then asks to talk to Sue and the tall man who I now know to be Agent Callen. The adults turn the laptop to face them and they talk for a minute until they turn the laptop back to me. Nell is gone now but Eric is still on screen.

Sue taps my arm and asks me, Would you feel better if you could be there helping to look for your mom? She points at Eric on the screen and he gives me a reassuring smile.

Yes, I tell her. I want to help. I look at Eric and he gives me the thumbs up.

Agent Callen and his partner (Eric tells me his name is Sam) take me to an old building (we got to leave Sue at that boat shed). It looks like it's about to fall down on the outside but when they bring me inside, it looks amazing. There's people walking back and forth with folders and coffee and they're all dressed in dress shirts and dress pants. Agent Callen wanders off somewhere but Sam takes me upstairs to a dark room and in the far corner I see Eric. He waves me over and pats on a chair for me to sit.

This is Kaleidoscope, he says. This is what's helping Agents Callen, Hanna, Blye, and Deeks find your mom.

What can I do to help?

You can relax a little first. Agent Callen's team is very good at what they do and with Kaleidoscope helping them, they'll find your mom for sure.

Whatever fear I had left in me started to leave. He said they would find her for sure.

If it's okay with you, would you like to go sit on the sofa and do something to get your mind off of everything?

Can I stay in here with you? It's nice and cool.

Sure. I'll have someone bring up some stuff for you. And someone does bring up stuff. They bring a few thick blankets for me to sit on and set me up in an empty corner. Nell gives me a book about a wizard but I don't have the heart to tell her I already read it. She looks so kind and caring and she doesn't look at me the way other people do; she doesn't look sorry for me. So I take the book and I watch her bustle back and forth across the room, disappearing beyond the sliding doors occasionally.

I watch Eric, too. He works hard at his computer but once in a while I see him look up to catch a glance of Nell and whenever he does, he smiles then goes right back to work. I catch Nell looking at him once in a while, too, and the way she smiles at him or the way she leans towards him when he tells her something important reminds me of how my parents used to look at each other.

I must have fallen asleep at some point because I feel myself being shaken awake. As my eyes adjust to the dark, Nell comes into focus and she calls over Eric. Both of them have smiles on their faces. We found her, Eric tells me. We found your mom.

I sit up straight and immediately ask a stream of questions. Where is she? Is she ok? Can I see her? Is she here?

She's at the hospital but she's okay. The doctors are just cleaning her cuts. She'll be here in a bit.

I look at both of them and I suddenly find my arms wrapped around both of them. I'm crying but these tears are happy tears. When I let go, Nell gives my shoulder a squeeze and goes off to do something on the computer but not before sharing a look with Eric.

I turn my body away from Nell's line of sight. You like her, don't you? I ask him.

Yes, he tells me taking a seat on the blankets beside me. And you don't have to hide your hands. I'm the only one who understands Sign Language.

Did you tell her? I ask turning my body back around.

No.

Well you should.

She doesn't like me like that.

Are you sure? People think that just because I'm deaf that I don't understand everything but I know a lot. I watch people when they think I'm not looking. You may not see it, but Nell likes you. She flirts with you.

No way. She doesn't say anything flirty to me.

She does say it but not with her mouth. She says it with her body. She looks at you differently than the other guys that walked in and out of here.

Eric doesn't say anything for a bit. He just sits there. Finally, he says, You really think she likes me?

I'm sure.

I really like how this turned out. I was in a bit of a slump and couldn't write anything for Eric and Nell for a few days but I'm so glad that this popped into my head. Let me know what you think!