NCIS:Los Angeles-Agents in Danger(a fanfic)

Chapter 18-Dance

Deeks' POV

As we walked into the bar, I couldn't help smiling. I was with my team and my girlfriend in London, she was smiling for once, a real smile, and that brightened up my day. When we entered the club, the loud music hit us like a bullet. It was booming, and the vibrant flashing lights were blaring and blinding us. Ella loved it! I walked over to the bar with her and we ordered drinks while the rest of the team found a small table for us. "Three Vodka and Cokes, 2 Lagers and 2 Smirnoff Ices, please!" Ella requested, loudly over the music. "Coming up" The bartender nodded, and walked to get our drinks. "After a quick drink, we need to dance!" Ella said enthusiastically. "Course, baby girl!" I said, squeezing her hand. The bartender soon came over with our drinks. I pulled out the money and said "I'll pay for the first round.". Ella smiled, and picked up three drinks while I held four. We quickly walked over to our table and set the drinks down. "Come on!" Ella said, pulling me onto the dance floor. Her favourite song was on, Turn Down For What, and we didn't stop dancing until it had finished. Ells downed her drink in one, and asked the bartender for an orange juice for herself and a vodka coke for Eric. The barman looked dodgy, but these days most people in London did. We wandered back to the table, and handed Eric his drink. It looked a funny colour, but the rest of the team were having too much fun to notice. I was wary, in case anything happened to Ella. I decided to relax, and enjoy myself while I can. "Come and dance!" I said to everyone, gesturing to the dance floor. Eric, Kensi, Ella and Nell got up, and we all started dancing to Gas Pedal. Ella, Kensi and Nell all knew the dance to it, even Callen and Sam did it, so me and Eric just copied them, and failed at the Gas Pedal dance. As Eric was walking over to sit down, he suddenly collapsed and fell to the floor. He had only had two drinks, so it must have been something else. "Eric!" Ella shouted, running to his side. Eric and Ella were really close, and I could tell she was worried. "Deeks, his pulse is weak." Callen whispered to me. Straight away I dialled 112, it would be able to track us instead of having to give the address of where we were. "Hello? We think we've had an incident, my friend Agent Eric Beale, NCIS, has just collapsed and we think it was due to drink poisoning. He has a very weak pulse, please come ASAP." I said quickly into the phone, to the reply that they would be 2 minutes and they were on their way. I knelt down to Eric to recheck his pulse. "Still slow, he's in danger." I said, making sure Ella didn't hear me. "Deeks, will he be ok?" She asked me, her eyes filled with worry and fear. "Don't worry, Ells, just stand back." I said, smiling weakly at her. She stood back, and hugged Nell, who was worried sick about her techie partner. As the ambulance arrived and carried him away, Ella asked a paramedic, "Will he be alright?" and the paramedic replied with an "I'm not sure, sweetie." and an apologetic look on her face. We rushed out of the nightclub and started up our cars, about to go to the hospital, when Ella looked worried. "Deeks, look at this.."She said to me, handing me a note. The note said, 'ERIC IS JUST THE BEGINNING.." I could see why it concerned her. "We need to get this to Hetty." Sam said, stepping in. He rushed off with Nell to the hospital where he would meet Hetty in his own car, while we decided to take matters into our own hands and investigate. We walked in, and Ella approached the bar. I mouthed 'Be Careful!' to her, as she started chatting to the bartender. "Hi! I'm Jessie, could I have a Vodka Coke? It's my birthday, and I'm celebrating with friends. 22 today." She said, smiling.

Ella's POV

After I spoke, I saw a flash of something silver in one hand and a small vile behind him on the counter. Knife. "Ella Cassidy, happy birthday." He said through gritted teeth, wearing a devilish grin. He was wrapping his arm around my neck with the knife under my chin, ready to slice. Can't we have one normal night? I lowered my mouth slowly and bit into his hand, hearing him yelp in pain. "Don't even try." I growled at him, kneeing him discreetly. He fell to the ground, as Deeks pounced on him. "Don't fucking touch her." He said protectively, kicking him as he pulled the mystery bartender up and handcuffed him. "We need to go back to LA.." I said under my breath. It was an eventful night.