Mission 101

Chapter 2 - Time Is The Most Valuable Gift

Deek's POV

"Wait what?" The whole team yelled simultaneously, while staring at me in shock.

"Let's just say, we didn't get along." I stated, hoping for no more questions, but I guess Hetty was right. I have to tell them everything.

"What do you mean you didn't get along?" Kensi asked.

"Okay, how else can I say this? He would spend all day sniffing up whatever he could find. Drugs. Cocaine, heroine, crystal meth, you name it. Sculling ten bottles of whiskey in a matter of hours and then all night sleeping around and going out clubbing. Any time he could spare, he would use it to beat me and my mother until unconsciousness. One night, I got home from my girlfriends house, to walk in on him holding my mother at gunpoint, kicking her in the stomach until she couldn't breathe. I didn't have a choice, so I shot him. I didn't stay to see if he was alive, I just picked up my mum, dragged her out of the house, got in the car and drove off. Never looking back. We went to California and met up with my brother, Max. We stayed with him until one night I came home to both of them gone, having no idea where they went and until this very day, I haven't heard from them or seen them since." I finished, the whole team staring at me in complete and utter shock. I looked over at Kensi and she was about to say something, but nothing came out.

"Look, guys. Hetty was wrong when she said that I would want this case to be assigned to us. I really couldn't care less about what happened to him. He was one of the only people that could make my life a miserable living hell. I am not doing this case and as far as I'm concerned, there is no case." I explained, clear anger blaring through my voice. The whole team just stared at me, stunned.

"Deeks. This is your father. Don't you think you deserve to know what happened and why someone killed him? What about your mum? Or your brother? Don't you think you owe it to them?" Kensi asked.

"Kens, I've made up my mind. I'm not working on this case. Like I said, I haven't seen my mother or brother for eight-teen years. As far as I know they could be dead." I stated, ignoring the looks the rest of the team were giving me.

"Umm, Deeks?" Nell asked.

"What, Nell?" I asked, annoyed.

"You might not want to jump to conclusions about your mother being dead." She stated.

"What? Why?"

"We just received live feed. Your mother is being held in what seems to be a basement. It appears they have six guards standing by. Deeks, it doesn't look good." She explained.

"Play the video." I commanded.

"Deeks-" Sam started.

"Nell, play the video!" I yelled, as she clicked play.

We all stood there, watching the screen as it started to play.

"Detective Deeks, LAPD.
Well, as you can see I have your mother. I would have your brother, if he wasn't already dead. Now, I'm sure you know who I am. Am I right? I am also sure that if you do, you will know that I will not hesitate to kill your mother. I'm sorry I couldn't make things work, Marty. "

I am surprised that Callen, Sam and Eric haven't asked any questions. They were just standing there in complete utter shock for the past twenty minutes.

"Deeks? You know this guy?" Callen asked. I just nodded, standing in shock. Who was the guy they found dead?

"Well? Who is he?" Sam asked.

"That my friends....Is Gordon John Brandel." I stated, again getting weird looks of shock and confusion from the rest of the team.

"But Deeks, he's dead." Eric confirmed.

"No, he isn't, because he is right there." I informed, turning back around and pointing to my fathers face that was creepily staring at me through the screen.

"Well then, who was the guy that was found dead? He was clearly identified as Gordon John Brandel." Eric explained.

"That would be my uncle. John Gordon Brandel." I answered. "Identical twin."

"Wow. Okay."

I sat back down, rested my head in my hands and closed my eyes. This is going to be a long case. I don't know what to do. I thought I was fixing everything when I shot my father, I know I didn't stay to see if he was alive, but I was pretty certain he was dead. Now he is coming back for his revenge. He must of kidnapped my mother, but what happened to my brother? Is he really dead? Did he kill him? I was stopped from my thoughts when I felt a hand wrap around my back. Before I knew it I was being pulled into a hug. I look up to see Kensi looking down on me.

"Deeks, it's okay. We will get through this and we are going to find your mum. I promise." She said, trying to make me feel better, but to be honest, nothing could make me feel better right now.

"Don't make promises you can't keep." I told her, instantly regretting it when a frown was making its way across her face. " I'm sorry Kens it's just-" I started.

"Don't be sorry, Deeks." She told me, I didn't know what else to say so I just got up and walked over to Eric. "Any idea where this is?" I asked, pointing towards the screen where the video was paused.

"Not sure, a basement or something. There is only one window and it is up high, so I am assuming it's a type of underground room."

"Okay. Umm Nell? Can you look up 76 Wilmont drive?"

"Sure. What exactly are we looking for here?"

"A possible location."

"Deeks, he could be anywhere. Just because he is your dad, it doesn't mean he is at his house." Callen stated.

"It's not his house. It's an old factory that he owns. My mother used to go there and work on her sculptures. Eric, can you access any security cameras in the area? Maybe find out if anyone is there?" I asked.

"On it. Okay, so there's one security camera out the front, no footage so I'm guessing it was shut down. Okay, looking for thermals now. Yep, two bodys. One is active and the other doesn't seem to be moving." He informed. I didn't answer, instead I grabbed my jacket, ran downstairs and out of ops, ignoring the calls from the team. I got in my car and drove off,breaking at least ten different traffic laws whilst doing so.

I get to the factory, walk in the door quietly and click the safety on my gun off.