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Feeling the cold blade of a knife against her back, she tried to pull herself away. She was unsuccessful in doing so. She heard her phone ring again and hoped that Deeks would just come over here to talk instead of over the phone. The intruder whispered something in her ear and she stopped moving. Fear took over, so she did the only thing she could do, listen to what he wanted. "Where is Deeks?" the man asked from behind her.
"I'd rather die than tell you." She replied bitterly. The man laughed and kicked the back of Kensis' knee in. She fell to her knees, the knife scraping up her back as she went down. She hissed as the blade split her skin. "I'll ask you again, in case you didn't hear me right. Where is Marty Deeks?" Kensi remained silent. He bought the knife up to her shoulder and sliced right down to her elbow. Not enough to make her bleed to death, but enough to leave a scar and cause her pain. She clenched her jaw in hopes to not give the man any satisfaction. When he didn't get a reaction, he punched her in the other shoulder. The force of the punch took her by surprise and knocked her over. He started kicking her in the abdomen and ribs. The sound of her bones cracking caused her to cry out in pain and fear. He kicked her in the face, causing her nose to break and bleed out. Stars started to cloud her vision and she watched helplessly as the man reached down with his knife and started to cut her bare skin. The pain got too much for her and she ended up passing out. The attacker smiled. She was so vulnerable in nothing but a towel, he thought. He snapped some pictures and then quietly left the hallway. He took the bloody knife and carved something into her bedroom wall. I will find you Marty Deeks. Your girlfriend is just the beginning. And with that, he left.
Deeks was getting agitated. He didn't know if he did something wrong to be ignored. He had called three times and all of them rung through to her voicemail. He grabbed his coat, his phone and his keys and made his way out to his car. He was heading to Kensis. Have I done anything wrong? Did I call her too soon? Did I say something offensive? Deeks thought as he made his way to her place. When he arrived, he walked up to her front door and knocked three times. No response. He knocked again and still there was no reply. Plan B. He grabbed her spare key, which was connected to his home and car keys, and unlocked the door. He cautiously walked in, waiting for her to jump out and scare him. But she didn't. "Kens? Hello, Fern?" Deeks said as he walked through his partners home. He rounded the corner and noticed his partner sprawled out across the floor in a pool of blood, wearing nothing but a towel. The smell of blood quickly filled his nostrils, making him feel nauseous. He quickly went into her bedroom and grabbed the quilt off her bed, stopping as he noticed the writing carved into the wall. He shuddered.
She was regaining consciousness when she saw her partner standing in the doorway of her bedroom staring at something. She muttered his name and winced when she tried to move. Deeks noticed this and scurries over to her with the quilt, refraining to crack a joke. Kensi accepted the blanket and Deeks helped cover her over, sparing her from any more embarrassment. "Kens, where does it hurt? Can I do anything?" Deeks asked frantically. She tenderly shook her head and started drifting out of consciousness. Deeks leapt up and called 911, telling them what was happening. They dispatched a team straight away. He made another call. It was to Hetty. He informed her of the situation and she said she would brief the team straight away. She gave Deeks strict instructions to stay with her and he instantly obliged. Before he knew it, ambulances had arrived and the EMT's were rushing over to her to assess her injuries. It looked really bad. They loaded her onto the stretcher, placing a hospital blanket over her before strapping her in. They loaded her into the ambulance and Deeks went with her, leaving his car out the front of her place. LAPD was on route so they can finish up with the crime scene and allow crime scene techs to do their thing. Help grasped her hand as the ambulance pulled away, sirens blaring. "Hang on Kens. I love you. Hold onto that." He kissed the top of her hand. They could get through this and catch the bastard.