Tsunami

Disclaimer: NCISLA characters belong to Shane Brennan. All original characters and this story are mine.

Chapter 10

Chateau Mcely

Anna wrestled Callen all the way to the room he'd been given. He shoved her against the wall beside the door and fought her hard. "It's okay. You're safe. I'm here to take you back to your father."

"I don't have a father."

"Arkady Kolcheck, he paid the money for you."

She narrowed her eyes, studying him. She could see the sincerity in his eyes. "Take me to him."

"I can't, but I can get my partner to."

A knock caught their attention. Callen looked through the peephole and saw his partner on the other side. He quickly unlocked the door and let him inside.

"What's the deal?" Sam had been curious to why this particular woman had held his partner's interest so much. 50,000 Euros had been the most spent on any of the women there that night.

"I need you to take Anna to Arkady. She's his daughter."

Sam raised his brow and studied the blonde. "You're kidding me, right?"

"Don't worry, I don't like him either."

Callen and Sam looked at Anna, surprised. Here was Arkady's daughter, whom they knew nothing about and she was feisty and telling them straight out how much she didn't like her father.

"You don't like your father?" Memories of his own father flashed through the forefront of his mind. Perhaps he'd been too harsh with his father and he should have given him the time to talk to him. But those days when he was nine were dark and he never wanted to return to that moment in his life, for anyone.

"He's not my father, just someone who got my mother pregnant."

Callen raised his brow over to Sam, Anna had daddy issues. "Well it looks like I'll be taking you to him whether you like it or not."

Anna shook her head. "No. I need to stay in."

"What do you mean stay in?" Callen furrowed his brow, "who are you?"

"I'm a Chicago Detective. I've been undercover trying to find where a number of missing women have gone to. I allowed Sacha to trade me in hope I could find these women."

"I think the men in the room tonight are our best bet. But we've got bigger problems. Pendleton was invaded over a week ago and lots of U.S. military weapons were stolen."

Sam looked to his partner. "You stay here and I'll get Anna out. I'll meet you back here in an hour. We've got to get out before anyone notices that I've left with your new woman."

Callen nodded, he knew Sam was right.

"I'm staying."

"No you're not." Both Callen and Sam answered in unison.

"How long have you two been a couple?" She stood with her hands on her hips, showing off her toned physique under her thin layered chiffon dress.

"Ha, very funny. You're still going."

"Make me." She flared her eyes back at him in defiance.

Callen looked to Sam and sighed. Here he went again. He'd hoped she'd see to reason and he could have done this the civilised way.

He fisted his hand and punched her out, Sam picked her up and carried her out, unconscious. Callen needed to find Jennifer before it was too late.

Meanwhile Deeks and Kensi laid up inside his room and they were interrupted by Lance who'd barged in. He smirked when he saw them lying naked under the sheets. At least one of them was getting something, he mused.

"What do you want?" Deeks pulled his boxers on as he continued to pick up his clothes and get dressed.

"Time to go. Let's get your new woman out of here. We've got a plane waiting for us."

Deeks nodded and pushed Kensi roughly to wake her. He didn't like treating her like this, but he had to keep his cover in place.

"Time to get up, Princess. We're on the move."

Kensi rolled over and her eyes widened at the sight of the visitor.

Lance looked on amused. "Not so fiery now, what did you do to her?"

Kensi gasped in pain, the bruises on her arms from the Major had deepened, but it looked like Deeks had treated her roughly which went well with his cover.

"Tom was right about you." Lance walked over to the door. "Ten minutes, I'll meet you downstairs."

Forest just outside of Mcely

Anna Kolcheck began to stir, she looked outside the window as the vehicle began to slow. "You've got to take me back."

"Your part in this operation is over, Anna. It's not safe for you anymore." Sam watched annoyance flash across her face.

She spotted her father waiting by a black SUV. She pushed herself out of the vehicle and ran over to him and punched him.

"What was that for?" Arkady tried to protect himself from his daughter. She'd always had a temper, but of late, she was getting out of hand.

"You knew I was undercover to help find those missing women, but you had to go into Sacha and demand for me back, didn't you?"

"I was worried about you."

"You are only worried about what my mother will do to you if anything happens to me, always thinking of yourself first."

"I am offended, Anna. You are my child, I love you and care what happens to you."

"I can look out for myself. Now take me back."

"I can't. Sacha is up to no good, if I do, he'll hurt you. I paid good money to get you back safe. You're coming home with me."

Ops Centre, Los Angeles

Nell ran down the stairs, Granger had just walked in and he was furious. His voice was raised as he spoke to Director Vance on the phone.

Hetty looked over to Nell and sighed. There was nothing she could say to appease Owen. He was furious that Callen had been shipped off to Russia for deep cover with the CIA.

"We have a problem." Nell told Hetty and immediately the older woman followed her up the stairs.

"What is it, my dear?"

"Eric and I have just found these images and voice recordings. We've found the leaks, and it's not looking good for our team." They brought the images up onto the screen and played the voice recordings one after the other.

Hetty's visage darkened with fear. She kept her hands locked together, to hold herself firmly still.

Granger stormed in behind her, still in his rage over him being left out of the loop on the team's involvement in this joint operation. He stopped in his step as he looked up at the screen and listened to the voices. A shiver ran down his spine.

It was a conversation between Sacha Pajari, Ethan Wiles, Ramon Donati and Major Steve Hudson. They were all corrupt and it appeared that the only ones not, were Michael Russo and Franklin Worthington. No wonder the operation was heading south. They had suspected maybe one or two of them, but all three, they realised this placed Callen, Kensi and Sam all in grave danger.

"Have you been able to contact Miss Blye or Mr Hanna, Miss Jones?"

"I've been able to send word to Kensi. Major Hudson did a dirty on her, sold her to the highest bidder at the auction. Fortunately, Commander Franklin Worthington got Deeks in and he won the bid for 40,000 Euros. Kensi and Deeks are on their way back to Los Angeles with Lance Young. Sam has vanished, and Callen and Jennifer Ashley were seen taken prisoner an hour ago outside the hotel in Mcely.

"Where's that?" Granger inquired, the name was unfamiliar with him.

"An hour out of Prague."

"Hang on, Sam's on the line."

"Sam, where are you?" Nell looked worried as she waited for his response.

"I need backup. G and his partner, Ashley, have been taken prisoner. We've found our moles. Wiles, Hudson and…"

"We know, Sam. Are you safe?" Hetty's concerned voice echoed over the line.

"I called Michelle in for backup, seeing I didn't have G with me on this. She's with me now and we've followed Sacha Pajari to a villa outside Prague. They've beaten Callen up pretty bad, Hetty."

"Deeks has left with Kensi and Lance Young," Nell told Sam. "They're already in the air."

"We'll have to send in a SEAL team to help. Nell, call Bradford Worthington, his team is nearby." Granger issued out the immediate orders and exited the room, his cell to his ear, back on with Director Vance to update him.

Záryby, Czech Republic

Callen moaned from pain, he could feel the blood drip down the side of his face. He lifted his hand to wipe it away from his eye, but they were tied firmly together. He managed to wipe the blood with the sleeve of his arm. He coughed and the pain ripped through his chest. He'd been repeatedly kicked in the torso and agreed he had at least two broken ribs. He looked around the dark room, he could hear water dripping nearby. The air felt damp and he figured he was in a basement of some kind. He was thankful Sam had taken Anna away in time, before Sacha's men came for him. He had been wandering the hotel looking for Jennifer. He'd just spotted her standing with Wiles, when the men came up from behind him. Wiles grabbed Jennifer and threw her to Sacha. Every bit of distrust Callen had for Wiles had been confirmed, he was a traitor. He wished he'd left her back in Prague, kept her safe and gone to Mcely on his own. It was too late for regrets, he had no idea where they had taken him or if Jennifer was anywhere near him.

The door opened and Sacha Pajari entered. "Well, Agent G. Callen, it's about time you woke up."

Wiles had burned him. Anger surged through him and he tried to stand to use his body weight to attack Sacha. But Sacha merely kicked him in the ribs and he fell onto the stone floor. Blood dripped out of his mouth, he coughed and knew he was in bad shape.

Sam. Where was he? The last time he'd seen Sam, he'd taken Anna to Arkady. He hoped they were safe and were somewhere nearby. He had to hold on to the hope that they were around, so a rescue for him and Jennifer could take place.

"Why are you doing this?"

"That is the right question. Why?" Sacha walked around him, a smile spread across his face.

"Your father, Nikita Reznikov and Arkady Kolcheck killed my father. So I am getting my revenge. I cannot find your father, so you are the next best thing."

"He's dead. What has this to do with me?"

Sacha laughed. "Everything. I cannot get my revenge with your father, so you it is."

Anger surged through Callen, once again he was punished by enemies of his parents, it just wasn't fair.

"I don't know my father. You've got the wrong person." He coughed, he worried over how quickly his health declined.

Sacha studied Callen closely. From what Wiles could find, Callen had moved from foster home to foster home since he was seven. Before that, he lived in an orphanage and had forgotten his name. Perhaps he did have the wrong man. But still, he was a Federal Agent of the United States, the country he was trying to bring down in his resolve to make Russia strong again.

"Perhaps you are right, but you are still an American spy. So you'll get what you deserve." Sacha left him alone, while he decided what to do next to him. He walked back up to the third level of the house and unlocked the door to the suite where he had left Jennifer Ashley.

Curled up in the corner, a very scared Jennifer wrapped her arms around her body, shaking her head as Sacha walked over to her.

"Time for round two, sweetheart. You need to remember who you belong to, and what you are."

Jennifer sobbed, this was not what was supposed to happen. Callen was supposed to protect her from Sacha, but he was in no position to do so now. She'd looked at Wiles, shocked over his betrayal. He'd convinced her to play the part of Callen's girlfriend for the op, not once did he say he was working for the bad guy and was going to burn Callen and her true identities. She'd overheard Sacha tell Wiles to dump Callen in the basement, so he was at the same location. If she could escape and find him, perhaps she could get help.

She yelped in pain as Sacha whipped his hand across her face and pulled her up to stand before him. "Be quiet," he demanded.

Jennifer whimpered as he continued to beat her. Doubt that she'd be in any fit state to escape began to enter her mind.