Intel

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C-"I got some new intel about somethings, now I just have to follow up on these leads. I found out that my father was not killed whilst in combat, he was actually murdered here in the States. I have been looking up more about the deaths in my family and found a few indescrepencies when it came to his death. Now I have a chance to catch him. I hope I am alive the next time I see you. "
D-"Do you need a ride home? It is pretty late and you almost got incinerated today."
C-"Thanks, I think I might need it. I dont have a plan on being killed, I know all to well that there are more people out there."
We arrived at my house, it had been torn to peices and it looks like they were trying to find something. As I walked around the house some more and it looked like there was a fire fight. I called Kensi, forcing her and Deeks to turn back around. When they arrived, I had no clue what to do. I had no place to sleep, no where to go. Kensi invited me to sleep on the couch at their place which i was very happy for.  We arrived at their house, it was very their style. I sat on the couch, kensi handed me a blanket and a pillow, but instead of me sleeping on the couch I ended up sleeping of the floor. When I awoke, pulled my laptop out of my backpack and started retriving the information I need to get the answers. Deeks came downstairs with no shirt on and i am scared.
C-"Deeks, do you mind putting a shirt on? I dont need to see you without a shirt. Also what time are you and Kensi leaving for work?"
D-"Come on who wouldnt want to see this? But we will be leaving in about 20 minutes."
Kensi came downstairs and threw a shirt at Deeks. She sat next to me and was intreged by what i was doing and what information i had gotten form Hetty. Both Deeks and Kensi's phones virbrated, they were paged by OPS and they needed to get there ASAP. They grabbed some breakfast and ran out the door. A few minutes later there was a knock on the front door, from what I saw out the peep hole it was a short, blonde haired matured woman. I slowly opened the door and she looked very confused.

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