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Wyler was a little blurry eyed as he forced himself to focus on Crew. Before Wyler could do more than try and shake it off, Crew had moved into him and grabbed his left leg and put a shoulder into his midsection. He dropped Wyler onto his back but couldn't take advantage of the position because Wyler used the momentum of the fall to do a back roll which ended with Wyler on top of Crew. As Crew was scrambling to regain his position, Wyler saw an opening and landed 3 quick right hooks to the side of Crew's head. Two connected solidly but the third just glanced off and Crew returned the favor with an elbow to Wyler's jaw. Due to their close positions it wasn't possible to get any really power behind the elbow to do any kind of real damage to Wyler. It did force Wyler back a bit and gave Crew the space he needed to get off his back and try to throw a kick to Wyler's head.

Callen could hear Kensi yelling encouragement to Wyler and he really wished he was watching the fight. He wanted this mess done and done quickly. He was thinking of what the possibilities could entail when he had a thought, "Eric, can they go anywhere to get past Nell or me?"

Eric checked the cameras, "Yes. There is one hallway between you and them that is accessible. And there are some people headed in your direction. I'll keep an eye on them and let you know if they are getting close. They're dressed as all the other security staff; bright orange shirts, black 'security' written on the back and I think they have the proper badges. Though, Callen, I'm no expert but they seem to be acting like the ones you followed down there."

"So we have this first group pretty much blocked in but they haven't done anything wrong and have very little chance of doing anything because we have them blocked in." Callen rolled his eyes. "Eric, back Nell off to this location. Let's give them a chance and see what happens with the security group that's coming."

Eric quickly related Nell's new instructions and started to lead her through a maze of corridors to reach Callen. While he was doing that, he also started facial recs on the security people headed toward Callen. "Callen, Nell's on her way and these new guys are not security. I don't get a facial rec match on any of them from the arena's data files. I'm going to broaden the search."

"Ok, Eric. Where are they?"

"Less than a minute behind Nell." Eric answered just as Nell reached Callen.

Before Nell could do anything else, Callen grabbed her and started to kiss her just as the security group arrived at their location. Security stopped dead in their tracks as Nell stepped out of the embrace and slapped Callen as hard as she could. "You Bastard!" She said in such a chilling tone that had Callen wondering if she was acting or not. Eric had been sputtering at the kiss but looked a little happy with Nell's slap.

She turned away from Callen and headed toward where the first group was waiting. Before she got too far away, Callen called after her, "Come over early tonight, as soon as you are done with the harridan. I have something special planned for us!" He hoped she wouldn't kill him later; for such a small person she packed quite a punch.

Nell stopped and they all watched her spine stiffen before she continued walking away. Just before she turned a corner she turned back to Callen and blew him a kiss with a big smile and a wink. She quickly left in order to get away from both groups and find a good place to be.

Callen heard a man's voice from behind him, "Hey, you can't be down here!" But Callen ignored the comment. Rather pretended to ignore him but knew exactly how far behind him the security guy was. He was prepared in case things got ugly.

The rest of the security group was just watching, silently, what they thought were two lovers. Callen with that same smirk on his face appeared to be looking at the corner Nell disappeared around. He was actually listening to Eric tell him that Nell had cleared the area and was set up waiting for word on what to do next. When Callen got the all clear from Eric he turned around and looked at the other group. They were just staring at him, "What?" he asks.

"You can't be here, sir. You need to leave."

"Oh, you have no idea how right you are. I have plans to put in place." He winked at the man and sauntered off in the direction they came from.

When he was clear of earshot he ducked into a side hallway, "Eric? What do you got?"

Eric punched up some more cameras on his screen. It was now filled with approximately 16 different camera images and the location of each camera. "Welllllll, Deeks looks to be holding his own," Eric paused here because he saw Deeks get slammed into the metal cage encompassing the ring. "He's mostly doing good, I guess. Nell is about 50 feet from that first group you followed down there, Polson hasn't signaled that anything illegal is going on in Crew's corner and I'm not sure but is it possible that Hetty is flirting?"

Callen chuckled, "If she thinks it will help us here, I wouldn't put it past her."

Eric shook his head, "Some things you just can't un-see, can you?"

Callen rolled his eyes, "Eric, focus. The Security guys?"

"Right. Uh…They are talking with that first group." He brought that camera feed up larger on a side screen. "Callen, only two of them are talking the rest are obviously there for security."

"That makes sense. Who would question someone in a security uniform acting like security," Nell whispered from her hiding spot. She was closer to first group's location than she was originally but in a more concealed spot.

"Callen, I think there's a third group approaching from Nell's direction. Six of them, all Chinese and I'm pretty sure they all have weapons."

"Really? How many more are going to join this party?" Callen mumbled to himself. "Will they see Nell?"

"No."

"Ok, Eric can I get closer without being seen?"

"Um…" Eric checked all the cameras and blueprints. "Yes. Just take the next hallway behind you and take a right. Take the 2nd right and go to the end. That will put you in the same hallway as Nell."

Callen quickly followed his instructions and was soon able to hear and see what was happening with the now rather large group of people since all three groups had converged. Each group brought their own security staff and there appeared to be a leader from each group talking in the center.

As Callen watched the exchange it was obvious that things were getting tense. He listened as the voices got louder. He didn't speak the language that was being spoken so he didn't know what they were talking about but he knew there was an argument brewing.

"Nell? Eric? Can either of you tell what they're saying or is there anything on the facial recs on these guys?" Callen whispered.

"There is no audio available except what I can get from your mics. I don't have a lip reader program that speaks Chinese or whatever language they are speaking. I've gone through Interpol, FBI and TSA. I've got nothing. I'm running them through every other database in the alphabet."

"They aren't speaking any dialect of Chinese I know or any other language I know." He looked at Nell with the question clear on his face. She shook her head. "Nell doesn't know the language either. Do we have a translator program or anything else we could use?" Callen continued to whisper.

"Already started on it, but do you know how many languages are spoken on this plant? Knowing neither of you understand them is helpful and not. I can eliminate those but it's still a long shot. First we have to figure what language it is based on what the words might be then cobble together what language or languages it might be and run them through a lip reader program. And not all languages have lip reader programs available, even to us."

Callen furrowed his brow in frustration, "Keep an eye on them. Let us know if things escalate."

It was a few short minutes later when he heard from Eric, "Callen, they have hands on weapons. Nobody's drawn yet, but it looks close."

"Ok." Callen glanced around him and leaned quickly around the corner to see what was happening with the meeting. He retreated to his hiding spot, "Yea, these guys are about to blow. We don't want shots being heard or there will be a stampede out of here. Someone's bound to get hurt." Callen stopped for a moment and thought, "Here's what we're gonna do." Callen took a deep breath, "Deeks needs to end this fight now, one way or other. He needs to be on the outside of the ring ASAP. We might need him, Sam and Kensi, so be prepared for anything." He knew Sam and Kensi could hear him and would be prepared. "I don't know what's going to happen when we break up this party. Eric you're going to have to let us know when the fight's over. That's when we're going in. I want to end this before bullets start to fly and by looking at these guys that could happen at any time."

"Wyler! Time to end this!" Sam called into the ring at which point Eric relayed to Callen, since Sam had taken his mic off before the fight that Sam was aware of what was happening.

What does he think I've been trying to do?! Wyler thought. He really wanted to shoot a glare at Sam but knew he couldn't take his eyes off of Crew. Damn! This guy is good. If this is him holding back, I'm screwed. All these thoughts flashed through Wyler's head in the millisecond before Crew came after him again. Wyler couldn't tell what happened but he discovered himself laying on his back and Crew sitting on top of his midsection throwing punches at his head. A couple of them landed but with a quick upward motion of his hips, he was able to move Crew forward and throw off his balance. At the same time, Wyler brought his feet toward his head and caught the toes of his left foot in Crew's armpit and pushed. This further propelled Crew forward. Wyler used this distance and extra power to work his way out from under Crew and to correct his own body position so he wasn't so vulnerable. This unexpected moved on Wyler's part forced Crew's face into the cage before he could stop himself.

Both men got as quickly to their feet as they could but Wyler was getting tired. Fortunately, he could see the wear on Crew's face as well. Wyler came forward in an effort to put Crew on his back for a change, but things went dramatically wrong. Wyler did manage to put Crew on his back but in a move similar to a snake, Crew twisted and turned until he was back on top of Wyler, trying to choke him out.

Thanks to the flexibility and strength training Wyler had done, he managed to slide his left foot through a small opening between Crew's arms and neck. Once his foot was there, he wrapped his left arm around the back of Crew's head and pushed down until he could grab his own ankle. Crew's throat was directly against the hard part of Wyler's shin and the pressure exerted from the downward motion of Wyler's arm and the upward pressure from Wyler's shin soon had Crew gasping for air. Fairly quickly, Wyler felt the entire weight of his opponent sag against him. After a few seconds, the ref came over and declared Crew was unconscious and separated the fighters.

Sam, Kensi & Polson where on their feet cheering and yelling. Wyler was just as surprised as he was excited and relieved. At 4 minutes and 56 second in the second round, Wyler beat the third ranked MMA fighter in the country. He saw Sam gesturing him over to the corner so he stepped over.

"Callen needs us out of the ring and ready for anything." Sam told him.

Wyler almost dropped to his knees. He didn't have much left to offer Callen if he needed it. Sam had pulled Wyler's gloves off and just barely opened Wyler's gear bag to show there was a weapon there should it be needed.

Just as the fight ended, Callen and Nell could hear the cheer through their earwigs. "Deeks WON! Deeks Won! WOW! What a move!"

Callen took that as his notification from Eric that the fight was over. He wanted to cheer for Deeks as well, but he had to focus on this first. Words weren't needed as Callen looked his question at Nell, ready?

Nell's reply came in the form a nodded head, she was ready. They stepped out of their concealment with weapons drawn.

Eric called to them to try and stop them but was unsuccessful, "They drew weapons Callen" he voiced at the same moment they revealed themselves.

"Federal Agents! Don't move!" Was shouted at the group. Suddenly weapons were pointing at both agents but not all the guns were pointed at them. Some guns were still pointed at the apparent spokesmen of the groups.

The ending scene in The Good, The Bad and The Ugly went through Callen's head along with the whistling of the music.

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Author's Note. The ending move is called a Gogoplata. I hope I wrote it correctly. What I wrote is what the moved looked like when I saw it on youtube.