A/N: Was on a roll, so here is another chapter. Enjoy!

"Tea my dear?" Hetty asked. She had seen how she had reacted to Deeks earlier and did not want to make that same mistake so had come from in front of her. Yana had paused in her typing to wipe away a tear that had slipped down her face. She looked up at the voice. "Sad memories?" She asked.

"Yes, just trying to recall what happened four years ago." She sniffed as she caught the scent of the tea. "Is that Earl Grey?" Taking the cup held out to her.

"Yes. With a shot of whiskey." She added as Yana took a sip and coughed.

After getting her breath back "Big shot, and brewed the proper way." She sighed. She took another sip and leaned back in the chair, letting her head rest against the back of it. While the chair only came up to the back of Sam's neck, Yana was several inches shorter and her head rested on it comfortably.

"Four years is a long time to get to your report."

"When the people you're under with don't trust anything, even people they believe are family, you don't do anything, like use a foreign computer, to arouse their suspicions."

"Why not the last eighteen months?"

"Lot of reports."

Hetty got the feeling that was all she was going to get on the topic so she changed it.

"Who are you?" Hetty suddenly asked.

"Granger tell you?" Yana looked at the older woman beside her. Hetty had taken the detective's chair. She expected the question.

"No."

"Callen?"

"Only what he had been told to."

"Then you know." She rested her head back against the chair.

"Do I?" Hetty had looked up the young woman. There was virtually nothing on her until eighteen months ago. Hetty found her records, but they were very barren on what she had been up to until a year and a half ago when she started working in the Scotland Yard offices there. She couldn't find anything that connected her to Granger. "Whatever you have been doing until a year a half ago had kept you pretty much hidden. And it takes a lot to hide something from me." She took a small sip of the tea and looked and Yana.

The young woman didn't open her eyes or even move as she said "You do what you have to for family."

"So it wasn't an official operation that you were on." It was as much a statement as a question.

"No, it was both personal and professional." She took another sip of the laced tea.

"What was it about?"

"Still ongoing so I can't talk about it." She said as she finished the last of the tea. Placing the cup back on its saucer she stood and walked over to the kitchen and washed it as well as Hetty's when she brought it over a moment later.

"How long are you here for?" Hetty didn't like strangers in her building.

"A week, maybe ten days until I finish my reports." Yana went back to the computer and saved the files and closed it down.

"You're not staying at Grangers'?" She knew that since Granger had been posted to LA, he had bought a house.

"No. I don't feel safe there. Here, it's got alarms and a room full of weapons if I need them." Yana couldn't quite explain it. But Hetty simply nodded, she understood.

"I take it that Callen asked you the same thing?"

"Yes. I think Granger has asked him to look out for me." She gave a forced smile and raised her eyebrows to show that she didn't like to be babied.

"Then I take it that you will be on the couch again tonight?" Hetty had received some answers but others remained. But for the moment, she took what she could. She could sense that Yana wasn't use to having someone to talk to.

"Just until I finish my reports." Yana headed to the couch and got the blanket into position. "I won't get in anyone's way."

"Very well." If the woman was leaving soon, then Hetty didn't see the problem. She gave Yana the password to the Mission wi-fi, so that she could send her reports to her superiors then left for the night.

The next morning, Callen came in early like he did every morning, but this time he wanted to see if Yana was up. He found the couch empty, the blanket neatly folded at one end. He heard movement in the kitchen and called out "Yana, you about?"

"Kitchen."

"Have you eaten yet?" he asked.

"Just a cup of tea." She said as she held up a cup.

"Want to have a spar before I shout for pancakes?"

"Why?"

"My partner Sam taught me that you need to talk to someone. I know what it's like not being able to talk to anyone about anything. You don't have to say anything, but it might help to have something to hit." Callen hoped that she would talk. She looked like she hadn't gotten much sleep the night before.

Yana could see that he did know. And she wanted to talk to someone so badly, even if it meant someone that she didn't know. But she wasn't quite there yet. So she nodded and the two of them headed for the gym.

An hour of silent sparing later and Callen found out that the punch and the toss weren't the only things she could do at blinding speed. After a shower, Callen took her down to a nearby café that served the best pancakes in the city.

The rest of the day passed slowly. Kensi and Deeks asked Callen about Yana but all he said was that she was here under Granger's authority, it was a bit of a stretch, but close enough to the truth that they didn't question it. The DNA came back to nothing so they were back to square one in terms of where the missing Major. Deeks went out with Kensi at one point to hit a couple of his CI's to see if anything had leaked onto the streets but nothing. Yana spent the day typing up reports and, with only a couple of digs from Deeks about how to use the keyboard, got pretty far.

The next few days fell into the same pattern, Callen and Yana silently sparing in the mornings and trying to find leads on the missing man. Even Yana put out a couple of feelers for them as they were getting nowhere. After a week, one of Yana's feelers reported back, giving the team the first real lead they had had in days.

"Hetty! I may have something." She called out as they headed up for a briefing that would reveal nothing new. She followed them up with her newly updated computer. Hetty had decided that while she was here, she may as well use one.

Yana paused at the doors leading to the ops centre. She hadn't been in the room before, mainly because she wasn't a member of the team and she was an outsider. At Hetty's nod, she entered and placed the computer on the table. She linked up with the ops screens and slid a photo onto one of them.

"One of my contacts emailed this to one of my aliases yesterday." She opened it up and Callen confirmed that the man in the picture was the missing Major. "He's being held in an old office complex." She opened another picture file and it showed a large two story brick building on the edge of the warehouse district.

"How accurate is this?" Hetty wanted to know how trustworthy the information was. She still didn't know about the young woman, but she noticed that the bags under her eyes were not as pronounced as before and that her senior agent had not sported any new bruises in the last couple of days.

"Very. I saved the guy's life a couple of years ago. I told him if this panned out, the slate was clean. He sent these last night and these this morning." Yana opened another file and the team could see the time stamp was from that morning and the sun was just rising behind the building. Yana zoomed in on a plane in the distance above the photo. "I called the LA control tower and they confirmed the plane here. The picture was taken just three hours ago." They all looked to Hetty.

"Go." They headed out. Callen was last and she made a snap decision. "Callen, take Yana with you."

"Hetty?" Callen asked. He looked over his shoulder at the blond woman as she went down the stairs. He didn't know if he wanted her with him.

"With Sam away for the time being and you and Yana sparing these past few days, you should know each other's moves. And I don't like sending you in with a man down."

"You mean without someone to watch my back." Callen quirked an eyebrow at her. He knew what she was saying. They hadn't been in a situation that required him to have backup since Sam left the week before, but he would need it now. "Ok." He headed down to the bullpen to collect Yana. "Yana, gear up, you're coming with us."

"Really?" She had gone back to the desk she had been borrowing for the past few days, so she wasn't expecting Callen to call out to her.

"Yep, Hetty wants you to back me up."

"Why?" she asked as she grabbed the bag containing her bow and followed him.

"We're a man down." He said as he headed to the armoury.

"Your partner."

"Yeah. I have a tendency to go lone wolf when I'm on my own."

"You still do it even when Sam is here." Kensi said as they entered the room. She watched as Callen tossed Yana a vest. She slipped it on without trouble then unzipped her bag and pulled out a couple of leather cuffs that went past her elbows when she pulled them on. Wondering what they were for she realised that Yana was coming with them. "You need a weapon?" she asked as she pulled out her own and made sure that it was in working order.

"I'm good but thanks for asking." Yana pulled out a hand gun and followed Kensi's actions of stripping it and putting it back together. Kensi realised that she didn't even look at the gun as she did it. She placed it in a holster in the small of her back then did the same thing to a second and then a third gun, placed one on her hip and the third at her ankle.

As Yana knelt down to place the third gun, Kensi mouthed to Deeks 'Three?' Deeks shrugged while Callen caught them, got their attention and shook his head, telling them to drop it. It had taken him a couple of days to convince her that she didn't need to wear them around the Mission, even then, he was sure that she had at least one on her. After grabbing an assault rifle each and several spare magazines, they headed out.