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So this chapter is set in season 2, episode 14 'Lockup'. I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS: LA, nor do I own any of the lines I have taken from the show.
Deeks stood in ops with Sam and Kensi, watching the surveillance footage of Moe being initiated into the terrorist group Warriors for Islam. He listened as Hetty explained that she had sent Nate into the prison to keep an eye on the boy Sam cared for. The boy he felt such a responsibility for. And all Deeks could think was that G should be there, his partner needed him, and as much as Deeks had promised to watch Sam's back, he could only do so much for the big guy. Therefore when they found out that the terrorist group was funding a business in West Hollywood, Deeks was more than happy to go and look into it. Anything to get his mind away from worrying about whatever it was his boyfriend was doing. But as he walked out of ops Sam grabbed his arm and stopped him.
"Where's Callen?" The senior agent asked, looking into his eyes as if he thought Deeks had the answer. If only he did. He had no clue where the man he loved was right then. But before he could even think of a way to answer that question Hetty did for him.
"Temporarily unavailable." She called from where she was standing by computers, causing Eric, Nell and Kensi all to turn to her with surprise. They didn't expect that response.
Sam on the other hand didn't look away from Deeks. He knew G wasn't on a case, so it had to be something personal. It looked like his partner was going lone wolf on them again and that never ended well. What Sam really wanted to know though, was how this typical behaviour of G Callen would affect the one who loved him the most. Because as far as he was aware this was the first time G had done anything like this since he and Deeks had gotten together. He really hoped whatever hare-brained scheme his partner was working on now didn't screw up the best thing that had ever happened to him. But as he stared into the detective's eyes, trying to read him, all he got back was blank look. Damn the kid was good. He had no idea what Deeks knew, or didn't know, nor what he was thinking.
"Keep him safe, Hetty." Deeks called out after a second too long silence as he stared Sam down. If G had wanted the big guy to know what he was doing he would have told him. Not to mention the fact that Deeks really didn't have much of a clue what was going on with the man he loved. In fact the only one's he was sure who did were Hetty and G himself. Pulling his arm from Sam's grip he turned back round and continued out of the door, Kensi at his heels. They had a job to do, so they had better go and do it.
Kensi sensibly kept her thoughts to herself on the drive over to the address Eric had given them. She didn't know exactly what was going on, but it was obvious Callen had gone off on his own. She didn't have any reason to be given details, she was not one of Callen's partners, she just hoped that the knowledge his lover was off doing other things wouldn't cause Deeks too much worry. She wanted to say something to help him, but she had no idea what. She just hoped by the time they arrived wherever it was they were going, Deeks would have his head back in the game. She did not want him to be distracted on this case, not when it involved Moe. She didn't want Sam blaming Deeks if anything else happened to the kid.
Pulling up outside a club called X-Pole, Kensi couldn't help but ask Deeks if he had the right address. Because who would think a terrorist group would own a place like this? but Deeks assured her it was correct, and they therefore made their way inside, only to be greeted by women practising pole dancing everywhere they looked.
"Oh, best assignment ever." Deeks muttered, not being able to keep his eye from watching the ladies moves. Purely because they were so artistic of course, and for no other reason at all.
"Behave or I'll tell Callen." Kensi smirked back at him, but she couldn't stop the relaxed feeling she got at knowing the Deeks she knew was back. Her partner was the same as he always was, and that was good.
"Hey, I can look." Deeks responded with a roll of his eyes at her threat, though in truth he doubted G would be too happy with him if ever did find out. But come on, he was only human, and no one could not look, right?
The partners made their way towards the desk, only for a woman who obviously worked there to approach them. "Can I help you?" She asked with the practised smile of one who worked in a customer orientated business.
"Hi, yes." Kensi replied before Deeks could get a word in. She knew how his mind worked, and there was no way he was going to make her do pole dancing while he did the investigating. No way in hell was she letting that happen. Nope, he could do the dancing, while she did the real work. Therefore she continued quickly while giving Deeks a sisterly punch on the arm as she spoke, hoping it would help their cover. "Uh, I'm Jennifer, and this here is my brother, Edward."
"Edward." Deeks agreed, though it wouldn't have been his choice of cover names. But it would do he guessed.
"He's shy, so he made me come down here with him, but he is dying to take your pole dancing class. I think he wants to surprise his special friend, Phil, with a birthday lap dance." Kensi continued, taking great delight in what she was doing. Even if it did put images in her head of things she didn't want to see. Namely her partner giving Callen a lap dance. Nope she definitely didn't want think about that. But as she listened to Deeks talk she couldn't stop them. Damn it.
"Anything for Phil. You know, a good lap dance really helps him come out of his shell." Deeks stated smiling at the woman in front of him even as he saw the grimace on his partners face. Well it was her fault, she started it all… though it was definitely an idea of what to get G for his birthday, of course then Deeks realised he didn't actually know when that was. Hmm, he was gonna have to find that out, but that was not something to think about now. No, he needed to concentrate on the case and not on G.
"Follow me, I'll give you a tour." The woman replied, smiling at Deeks, all the while thinking it was a shame he was gay and taken. It seemed all the good ones were.
"Absolutely." Deeks agreed moving to do just that as Kensi asked where the ladies room was. She had her job to do while Deeks did his. And she really didn't want to hear any more of the conversation he was going to have with the woman who ran this place. Especially as considering her partner, he would make sure to go into excruciating detail about all the things he wanted to do to Callen just to make her squirm. Yeah, no. She really didn't need to know.
It didn't take Kensi long to find the office, nor for her to get the information they needed, with the help of Eric of course. It seemed the club owned a van and a garage round back. Therefore once the tour was over, she and Deeks quickly made their way there. What they found though, was not so good. It seemed they had stumbled across a place where a truck bomb had been created, and they now had two days to find it, and stop it before anyone got hurt. Oh that sounded like fun.
It took most of the day, but they finally tracked the van to an abandoned warehouse, well Nell did at any rate. When they got inside they found two things. Firstly the guys in side had a machine gun, and weren't afraid to use it. Which was so not awesome in Deeks mind as he found himself having to draw the guys fire so Kensi could neutralize him. And second the bomb wasn't a terrorist attack, it was for a prison break. It seemed the leader of Warriors for Islam wanted his brother Abdul Habaza, out of Oakville prison.
That night when Deeks returned to his apartment he was so tried he did nothing more than fall into his bed. His mind barely registering that he was alone. It wasn't until the morning he felt the loss of G by his side.
When he woke it was to discover he was wrapped around the pillow G usually used. It was far too reminiscent of that time when G had run from their relationship because he was scared of getting too close for Deeks' liking. But no, G would be back when he was finished doing, whatever it was he was doing. And if he needed help he knew all he had to do was call and Deeks would be there for him. So trying to push the loneliness from his mind Deeks got up and got himself ready for work, though he was hit once more by G's absence at the lack of a post-it note waiting for him. He didn't know why, but he had thought, or more truthfully hoped, G might have snuck round while he slept just to let him know he loved him.
But he hadn't, and Deeks needed to deal with that. I mean it was just one night apart, no big deal right? They weren't living together, so it really shouldn't be a problem. Other people managed to spend time away from the one they loved easily enough, so why was he having such a problem with it? Though of course Deeks knew the answer to that one. He had no idea where G was or what he was doing and he was worried about him. Scared that there was a chance that G wouldn't come back. But he couldn't let himself think that way. He needed to keep positive, G would come back and until then he had to make sure Sam was alright. The big guy had gone undercover in the prison after all. He needed to watch Sam's back for G, because that was what he had asked him to do.
That day the case came to a head, with the team planning the escape of Sam, Moe, Abdul and his right hand man Syed. The idea being that Sam would go with Abdul back to the terrorist organisation and they could take it down from the inside. But there was also an added complication that one of the guards had gotten hold of a name of one of those who were undercover, though wherever it was Sam, Moe, or Nate, no one knew. Kensi wanted to abort the whole plan but Hetty wouldn't hear of it. They needed to stop this group from doing whatever it was they were planning. And standing there in ops and hearing Hetty's words that they stay in, Deeks once more wished G was there. He was the only one who could go up against Hetty, and he was the only one who would. But he wasn't there, so they had to do as she commanded. He just hoped it didn't end in anyone they cared about getting hurt.
The plan was simple enough, Sam would claim Moe needed an ambulance, and Kensi and Deeks would pose as paramedics that Sam would 'stab'. Though Deeks was less keen on the part where Sam stole his clothes as well. He would have to tell his boyfriend about how his partner had undressed him. Yeah, let Sam deal with a pissed G as he got revenge for him ending up in nothing but his underwear. Oh well, at least he was wearing his nice boxers.
Of course nothing ever went the way it was supposed to. Abdul went to Yemen without Sam at his side leaving only an email address he would contact him on when the time came. But what was far, far worse in the minds of all the team was that before he left he killed Moe.
Deeks could only watch on as Sam dealt with the knowledge that he had failed to protect the boy. He felt helpless, because he knew nothing he could say or do would help the older agent. No the only person who could help Sam now was G. But he wasn't here, and he wasn't answering his phone.
That night it was with a sigh that Deeks slipped from ops and climbed into his car. He wasn't sure where he was going, or what he was going to do, he just needed to leave. Of course he wasn't surprised when he found himself pulling up outside G's house. But even when he turned the engine off he didn't get out, instead he just sat there and looked towards the house. The house which had one light shining from the window of what he knew to be the livingroom. G was in there, he could get out and see him, go tell him what had happened, ask him what he was doing that was so important that he hadn't been there for his partner, for him. But he didn't. Because G didn't want to see him. If he had he would have come over to his home.
So instead Deeks sat there and watched until the light went out and the house was plunged into darkness. And as if that was some sort of signal Deeks started his car and drove away. Tomorrow would be another day, and maybe then G would come back to them, back to him. Maybe then he would find out what was going on with the man he loved.