Jeff Deeks pulled his jeep up outside the mission and looked again at the address given to him by Director Vance. He flipped open his cell phone and dialed a number. "Leon? Are you sure this is the right place?" he asked. He listened to Vance on the other end, "Thanks Leon, this makes us even." He said and slammed the phone shut.
He got out opened the doors and walked inside.
"I'm looking for Hetty Lange." He said sternly to the large African American man who was sitting at a desk in the bullpen.
Sam looked up confused. "Who are you and how did you get in here?"
"None of your business boy, now, where is Hetty?" Jeff growled.
Hetty walked up behind the stranger, "And you are?" she asked.
"Jeff Deeks, US Marshal, you Lange?" he asked
"Yes, Mr. Deeks. I am Hetty Lange, Operations Manager," She started.
"Where is my boy, and what the HELL happened?" He demanded.
Callen left Jen on the sofa with Kensi and walked over to the two of them.
"I have a location on Deeks," He said to Hetty. She turned to the man, "This is Mr. Callen, Mr. Deeks' team leader."
"Jeff Deeks, US Marshal, Marty is my boy, well, I fostered him from eleven, he's been mine ever since, I found out about the leak in the WitSec program, it's been dealt with."
"Well let's stop wasting time and go get him." Kensi said coming up behind them both.
Soon they were on their way Callen and Jeff in Jeff's jeep and Kensi and Sam in the Challenger.
As they pulled up Jeff heard a shuffling noise in the back of the Jeep.
"What the Hell?" he exclaimed as he moved a piece of tarpaulin to see Jen, holding a gun.
"Jen!" Callen swore, "What are you doing here?"
"He's my brother; I'm not leaving him here alone."
"Stay in the car…and keep away from Brandel." Callen said,
Jen gave Callen a look of frustration which he had to bite back a grin, as she looked a lot like her brother.
"You gonna give me any trouble?" Callen asked her and the elder Deeks.
"Nope." Jen replied with a small pout.
They got out of the car, and Kensi and Sam looked at Jen in surprise. "Don't." Was all Callen said and they let it drop.
"Callen, we have a thermal signature, there are four people in the building and two in a container at the back of the yard," Nell said as they got ops back online.
"Thanks Nell and welcome back guys." Callen grinned, feeling better now he knew they had his back.
"We'll take the house first," Sam said, "Clear that and then the yard."
They headed together Sam and Callen taking point and the Elder Deeks and Kensi providing backup.
Clearing the house, they had the four gang members in handcuffs, which hadn't been a hard thing as they were all drunk and passed out as they had walked in the house, "Eric send LAPD for back up to clear this up. We're going to take the yard."
They stepped out of the house and heard a scream "MARTY!"
Callen's blood ran cold as he looked towards the car and realized that Jen was no longer sitting in the back.
As the others had gone into the house, Jennifer had spotted her father heading into the container with what looked like a bucket. Even though she knew how dangerous it was she had to go, she decided that Marty would do anything to protect her and if she was lucky, Brandel would get distracted by the gunshots she assumed would come from the house and she'd be able to get him out of there. She had assumed that no one had seen her, she kept to the edges of the yard using the broken hulls of burnt out cars as cover, just before she reached the container she felt a hand grab her by the hair and haul her roughly to her feet. "Hello Jenny."
Brandel had left Marty hanging, he had delighted in watching him scream and cry as he had finally broken the boy, but he hadn't stopped there. He had pulled out a whip and started hitting Deeks' with it, "You will keep screaming boy until you have paid your debt to me, you ruined my supply line with Mendez, took my daughter and put me back on the LAPD radar."
With each strike of the whip Deeks had screamed until there was no more left in him. Brandel looked up at the unconscious body of his son hanging like rotting meat and scowled. "Useless," He snarled, he cut Marty down and threw him in a corner.
Brandel turned and left the container and walked across the yard, heading towards a shed in the corner. There was no way he had finished making the boy suffer, he had not completely broken him, he needed to find a way to leave him so broken that no one would want that pathetic excuse of a child.
Walking into the shed he saw exactly what he was looking for, a large plastic bucket and seven large jars of pickling vinegar, a feral smile crept across Brandel's face making him seem even nastier than he was.
On his way back he stopped, he couldn't believe his luck, his little Jennifer, his bargaining chip with Mendez, she was here. Maybe if Marty wouldn't break for him, he would break for her.
He took the bucket into the container and put it down. He gave Deeks a swift kick in the ribs and the boy groaned. "Wake up boy, you're gonna miss all the fun, guess who's come to the party, your little sister." He chuckled and walked out a small door in the back of the container.
He saw the group head into the house and chuckled to himself, those idiot's that Mendez sent with him had been easy to subdue he had set them up in the house with enough vodka and beer that he had known they would be passed out drunk and out of his hair while he worked on the boy. He smiled as he watched the team go into the house, he knew he didn't have long but he had enough time for this.
"Hello, Jenny," He said grabbing the girl by her hair, "Now you keep quiet and I'll take you to your brother." He said dragging her towards the container.
He walked in and she gasped at the sight of her brother bruised and bleeding in the corner.
He threw her in Marty's direction and she lifted his head up, "Marty!" she said wiping the blood from his face.
"Jen?" Deeks groaned, "No!" he tried lifting himself up as Brandel threw the bucket of liquid on him. Deeks screamed as the vinegar soaked into his cuts.
Deeks screams and tried moving himself further in the corner of the container as far from the pain as he could get.
Brandel lifted his gun and aimed it at the pair of them.
Deeks pushed Jen behind him.
Brandel tusked at him waving the gun in their direction.
"Martin….Martin, move outta the way. She's going to die and you're going to watch," Brandel snarled.
Deeks dragged his battered body to make sure he was between his sister and his father.
"No…" His voice was barely a whimper.
Jennifer's terrified eyes locked onto her brother who shot a lopsided grin back at her, "its okay." He whispered. "I love you Jen,"
Then he turned and launched himself at his father.
"MARTY!"
