Accidentally In Love (NCIS: LA Densi Fanfiction)

Chapter 4- Found

Chapter 4- Found

Deek's POV

Sam, Callen, and I approached the house. It was in the same neighborhood we saw the van enter days earlier. My heart was rapidly beating in anticipation. Nell called and said Kensi was alive in the latest video. All that mattered was that my partner would make it. I don't know what I would do without her.

A SWAT team guy broke down the door. We ran in screaming "FEDERAL AGENTS"

Two men were sitting in the kitchen eating a meat lovers supreme pizza. They surrendered.

One by one, I heard the sounds of other agents yelling throughout the house.

"CLEAR! NO KENSI."

"CLEAR. ROOM EMPTY."

"CLEAR"

"Clear... Wait, WE GOT A BODY."

My heart dropped instantly. Callen jogged into the room.

"Hispanic male." he poked his head out of the door. "Gunshot to the head, execution style."

"She's here, she's got to be." I muttered to myself.

I walked around the cleared house. It was too clean. I walked into the office. Everything was in perfect order. I turned to leave, but that's when I saw a door hinge. Behind a filing cabinet.

"I GOT A POSSIBLE SECRET ROOM!" I yelled to Sam and Callen. A SWAT man pushed the cabinet out of the way. I opened the small door. It led to a staircase.

***Kensi's POV***

I woke up bound on the floor, and to the sound of shoes pounding above me.  Was I saved? 

"HELLO? HELP! HELP!" I screamed. The door flung open. Peter ran in, his face red with sweat and fear. 

"Shut up bitch!" He hissed. He pulled me to my feet, and pushed me forward in front of him. The cool metal of a gun pushed into my temple. 

"Kensi?!" I heard a familar voise call. Deeks! My heart beat faster. I saw my partner kick open the door. His face lit up with joy when he saw me, but hardened again at Peter's gun.

"Federal agents. Drop it, Peter." Callen warned. 

I could hear Peter begin to cry softly. His gun quivered. 

"All I love in this world is my daughter. And YOU took it away from m-me." He screamed pushing the gun harder against my head.

"Peter, if you kill her, then you will never see your daughter again. Ever. But if you let her go, maybe we can work out visitation time." Deeks said pursing his lips together.

I felt the grip on my arms loosen, and the gun withdrawn from my temple. I fell forward, the ground coming to meet me. Strong hands caught me before I slammed into the concrete. I looked up to see Deeks holding me in his arms. His face was filled with concern.

"Hey Fern, I knew we would get you back." He smiled. My lips turned up into a painful grin. He pulled me into a hug, and then laid me face down. The restraints were untied, and I rubbed my hands tenderly. Deeks picked me up again, and I was set down on something soft. I didn't even realize a gurney had been wheeled in here. The paramedics got to work immedially. A needle was inserted into my arm, and I started to feel woozy. Deek's face was in front of me. I started into his baby blues until I drifted into a long, deep sleep.

*Deek's POV*

I stared into Kensi's beautiful, dark, different colored eyes. She slowly drifted off to sleep after the paramedic gave her morphine for the pain. Kensi looked horrible. Deep cuts covered her body. Blood was everywhere, and I could tell every time she moved she was in pain. Her face was a bloody bruised mess. I could barely tell the color of her skin anymore.