A/ T: So here it is. Another chapter. After this one though there will be weekly updates. Unless, I get some serious work done within the next few days and manage to have a few more chapters prepared.

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So this is it. This is how it ends.

She always believed that she would die in the line of duty but not half way across the word and certainly not all alone. She knows it's probably the worst time, but she can't help herself and her mind reviews her life's accomplishments. The sheer force that kept her going when her father died was her determination to find his killer. And she did! She managed to get her much desired revenge and even though she thought her life might me pointless and empty after that, she was wrong. She found another reason to wake up every morning and she set a new goal to achieve. Start a family with the man who changed her perspective of life. The man who taught her life isn't just black or white. Then man who dared her to take risks and claim her right in love. That man though, isn't here right now.

Why did they have to wait so long? They should have known better. In this line of work you can't take tomorrow for granted.

They should have acknowledged their feelings sooner. There were both so scared of the things that could go wrong and never considered the fact it could work out just fine.

Well, you learn from your mistakes after all, but now Kensi doesn't have the luxury to make up for it.

She should be scared that the end is near, but she is not.

She is only scared about Deeks and how her death is going to wreck him.

No! He is strong. He managed to overcome every single obstacle that life threw on his path and this is what he is going to do now as well. Yes, he going to grieve but time will slowly heal the scars in his soul and in the end he is going to come out stronger than ever.

He has to!

Besides, she is sure Callen and Sam will stay with him during every step of the way. He will try to shut them out but he won't succeed. They are even more stubborn than him.

Before she realizes it, tears stream down her cheeks. She can't see him but she has to at least talk to him. She needs to hear his voice for one last time, before the darkness take over her. She takes out her phone and speed dials his number.

"Ken….Kensi?"

"Hey!"

"What? Why? Why are you using your phone? Does this mean the mission is over?" the excitement in his voice is killing her.

"It will be….soon."

"So you are coming home?"

"Yeah…." not alive but still... "I guess I am coming home finally."

"Kensi was that gunshots? What's going on? I know there something wrong. I know that tone in your voice. Kensi please, talk to me. What's wrong?"

She wasn't panning on telling him the truth but unfortunately the gunshots gave her away. "They are here!"

"Who's…who's there?"

"We were ambushed. Granger and I came back from a mission a few minutes ago and…..everyone is dead. Everyone is dead Deeks."

"Where are you now?"

"I am in the trailer. Granger is still out there. I don't even know if he is still alive."

"Kensi listen to me. You have to stay hidden. If you want to make it out of there alive, please stay hidden."

"You know I can't do that Deeks. I'd rather die fighting than live in shame. I am sorry."

"Kensi please, I beg you." His pleas feel like a dagger piercing slowly into her heart. Calling him wasn't such a great idea after all.

Then, she hear voices and footsteps entering the trailer. "They are in here, " she whispers.

"Kensi you listen to me ok? Stay hidden."

"I love you."

She refuses to stay hidden in the bunkroom. Now matter how much it must have hurt Deeks, it's just not who she is. She doesn't hide and and she surely doesn't run. She makes people run! At least she managed to tell him the three little words that should had escaped her lips long time ago.

She places the phone down, takes a deep breath and tries to concentrate on the footsteps approaching.

She counts "One...two...three..." Three intruders and she only has two rounds left. She checked the armory the moment she walked in but as expected it was empty and everyone was lying dead on the floor.

Everyone apart from Booker at least. He had been shot twice in the back but he was still alive and Kensi managed to carry him into the panic room.

A room he had demanded to be built specifically for such circumstances. Unfortunately, it could only fit one person. It didn't matter to her though. She wasn't intending to stay hidden anyway.

Just as the first masked-intruder walks in, she punches him in the face and tries to take him out with her bare hands. Bullets are a luxury and she plans on saving them for the rest of them.

She easily knocks him on the floor, but before she has time for the final strike, the second one enters the room. She it too slow and he is too fast. He shoots her on the shoulder and she kneels down in pain. This is Kensi Marie Blye though. She has survived car crashes, gun shots and more explosions than she can count. A single bullet isn't enough to make her surrender. She fires her only two rounds killing him instantly and then fights off like a tiger the other two.

She is outnumbered, weak, bleeding and in pain. The odds are against her. Any other day she would have been able to take them out and not even sweat. But not today. Within seconds she is lying down with her back on the cold floor.

She gasps for breath as she sees one of them pick up the phone and start talking with a clear American accent.

"Kensi? Was that her name? So, where do you want me to send Kensi's head?"

So, this is where it all comes to an end. This is where she is going to leave her last breath. She looks at the masked man hung up the phone but he suddenly freezes and stares at the screen. Apart from the gun shot she sustained severe injuries from the hand to hand combat with them. Her head is spinning her eye lids feel heavy and soon enough breathing becomes an issue.

Your whole life is supposed to pass before your eyes when you are dying, but she sees nothing. Just the bright light of the lamb above her - If Deeks were here he would joke that it's the light of Heaven. She closes her eyes and tries to picture him. His face is all she want to see before death. Instead of peace though, she feels a pair of two strong hands around her neck picking her up slightly and shaking her violently.

"Who is this?" she hears the man yell but she doesn't have the strength to open her eyes.

"Open your eyes bitch and tell me who the hell this is," he yells again even louder.

She gathers what's left of her strength, slowly opens her eyes and to her surprise she sees the figure of Deeks glaring at her.

It's a hallucination she thinks. Her vision is blurry and she blinks twice trying to focus on the eyes staring at her. They have the same blue color but definitely a different look. This isn't Deeks. Same eyes, similar hair, contiguous posture, though it's not Deeks.

She lets out a sad smile of disappointment and looks at the phone he is holding. It's her phone and he is showing her the photo of Deeks she has used as a wallpaper. Why the hell does he care who he is?

"I don't know," she whispers.

Soon, her strength gives up on her and she allows herself to dive into oblivion while the man angrily tries to keep her conscious...but it's vain.