Eight months ago….
It was another tough day at the office. He might not be an active field agent but he is the Assistant Director. And running an agency is harder than being an agent.
He returned at home. His blond girlfriend had fallen asleep on the bed while waiting for him. He didn't want to wake her up so he stayed in the living room. He sat on the couch holding a glass of scotch. Some envelops were placed on the small table; most of them bills. But there was a thick one and dark orange- close to brown- with his name written on it. That caught his attention.
He opened it and found a bunch of photos, surveillance photos, which were showing one of his agents. He was supposed to protect that agent. He was supposed to keep her safe, make sure that no one will ever harm her. After all, she was his best friend's daughter.
There were about fifty photos. He emptied the table and put the photos one next to the other. He was trying to stay calm. He didn't know if he had to talk to Hetty or Director Vance or deal with this on his own.
For the next few days, he was processing them and he was trying to date them. The most shocking was the fact that there were at least seven which were taken in Afghanistan, some of them even during her capture and the exchange. Whoever this guy was, he knew everything that happened there. He must really hate her. Otherwise, why didn't he do anything to save her form the Taliban? Why didn't he call, even anonymous, to the camp and tell them that she was taken?
After a lot of research, he was able to date the last one; March 2012. His mind went directly to Clairmont. But he knew he couldn't be him. He killed the guy himself. He searched his background, but he was single and no kids were listed. And as far as he knew, Clairmont didn't have kids. He though going through Kensi's file will take him forever and when he would find him, Kensi might already be in danger. So instead of trying to find who he was, he tried to locate him. The crime lad didn't find any fingerprints or DNA on the envelop or the photos. So he went for security and traffic cameras around his neighborhood. His blond girlfriend didn't mention seeing anyone leaving the envelop on the mailbox. She had just found it there and left it on the table since it had his name on it.
Day after day, he was getting closer and closer to the mysterious photographer. He had traced him from LA to New York, then back to LA and finally to Hawaii. He knew he couldn't settle an undercover operation without telling anyone. And the best person who could help him was no one else but Director Vance. He flied to DC to meet with him and explain him the severity of the situation. After a long talk they had in his office, the Director gave him the green light to organize the mission. And they both agreed that no one would ever know the real mission but the two of them and of course Detective Deeks who was chosen for the op.
The same day he returned from DC, he announced Deeks' leavening.
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