Lovely Lane Chapter 8

Spring Vacation V

TXT Chain

H: Clark, Hetty here. May I talk W U via TXT?

After 10" C: how did U get my #?

H: Eric, I alone have it, promise

C: Ok, go ahead, but we don't like it

H: understood. May Kensi & Deeks meet u at Malibu beach in AM 4 breakfast? I buy.

Silence for 10".

C: ok, 07:30.

H: they will B there. THX.

C: weapons left in car.

H: knives on persons

C: Ok

06:45 Holiday Inn

"Lana, are you about ready, babe?"

"5 minutes."

06:55 and they are off. "Clark, are we sure about this?"

"Not really. I still don't know what specifically they want from us. Do you?"

"Nope, let's try to pin them down."

"Agreed. This may be a really short order breakfast."

"Ha, ha." 'He thinks he's funny'

MALIBU BEACH 07:30

Deeks is surfing, Kensi is playing fetch with Monty. They have a large blanket spread on the sand with all their beach gear including a spare surfboard off to the side.

Clark & Lana approach and greet Kensi and Monty.

"Hi guys, glad you could make it," Kensi greets them warmly. She picks up a 6' length of bamboo with a yellow signal flag atop it and plants it in the sand next to the blanket.

"Deeks signal that you are here," she states.

"And why, specifically, are we here?" Clark asks.

"Deeks would answer, breakfast," Kensi deadpans. "Surfing too, if you'd like. He brought an extra surfboard. And I can attest that he is an excellent teacher."

"Just so you know, that is our first and only question," Lana shoots back. "Without an acceptable answer, we are off to our activities of the day."

"We will keep that in mind."

"Are you on comms?" Clark asks.

"Comms?" Kensi looks puzzled.

Lana grasps Clark's hand and they turn to walk away.

"Wait, please!" Kensi hollers. She runs and gets in front of them. They stop and Lana holds out her hand. "Comm unit NOW!" she tells Kensi.

Kensi stops and listens. "Sorry, I can't do that, don't you understand?"

"Perfectly," Clark barks. They skirt Kensi's position and continue to their car. She doesn't mess with them. They get to their car and stop before getting in. Clark scans each of them and their car; he finds a bug on both himself and Lana and a GPS tracker on the car. Lana takes the devices in the palm of her hand; she sees a nearby trash can and thinks 'GO'. They are now trash!

HELP, MY BABY

As they are getting into the car, Clark hears a mother's desperate scream. He looks out to the ocean and sees a woman clutching a surfboard, about 10 yards away he sees a small child wearing water wings and struggling to stay above water. He sees that the child is caught in the edge of a rip tide and is being pulled further into the rip and out to sea. Mom is clinging to the surfboard; apparently, she had her baby with her and wiped out. Now, the child is in major trouble. He looks to Lana, "I've gotta go. Call 911 then come down to the water's edge, I may need your help."

He takes off, using slight super-speed. He dives into the water, submerges and torpedoes out to the little girl. He comes up beside her and takes her into his arms. He floats with her for a couple of minutes, calming her down. Then he looks around and spots mom; holding Amy tightly (her name, he asked) he swims to mom and holds the 2 of them and turns toward shore.

When he gets to the sand, he turns mom and child over to Lana and Kensi. A rescue unit is coming, the sirens can be heard. Deeks soon arrives, he was way out beyond the break when all hell broke loose.

"What happened?" an out-of-breath Marty asks.

Lana & Kensi fill him in. "He didn't expose himself, did he?" Deeks is worried.

"He tried not to," Lana whispers.

Clark sidles up to Lana, kissing her on the cheek. He turns to the agents, "Does that GPS tracker you put on our car work under water?"

"What are you –"

"TELL ME NOW!"

"Yes," Deeks responds.

Clark turns to Lana, "Sweetheart, I've got to go, I heard and saw something when I was underwater. Get that GPS, I'll pop up 200 yards offshore, you send it to me, OK? Is our telecommunication working?"

"Spotty."

"Well, we'll try. GO!"

TBC