Requiem for the boy

Chapter 5

Deeks looked at his phone as the address they were to go to, flashed up. He sighed, he knew exactly where this was, it was just over a three hour drive and driving for three hours with Kensi was a plus, driving for three hours with his mother's parents was another matter.

He had hoped they wouldn't know who he was. He was determined to keep a distance from Frieda Johansen, he hadn't decided why she hated him so much or how come he seemed to remember her from somewhere, it nagged at his mind but he shook it off he had a job to do and whatever those people thought of him, he was going to prove them wrong.

Carl had been given a bottle of water and had handed over his cell phones and his PDA so he couldn't be traced. Kensi was still in the other room with Frieda, there had been some raised voices but Carl hadn't said anything to Deeks.

Deeks for his part had tried to not talk to any of them, he could feel Max scratching at the edge of his mind just wanting to jump in and protect him and it was hard for him to keep his alter ego at bay. He had studied the map and talked to Eric about the location of the safe house.

"But I can't see why we can't pick up our things!" Frieda's voice followed Kensi as she walked out of the interrogation room towards the main room of the boatshed.

"Mrs. Johansen is packing your things you left at her home and bringing them with her." Kensi informed them both.

"But we don't know what to wear?" She argued, Kensi sighed and ignored the woman as she turned to Carl.

"There are snacks in the fridge, the safe house is about three hours away do you or your wife, have any health problems we should be aware of?" Kensi asked.

"No, nothing major, I have allergies." Carl admitted.

"What to?" Deeks asked.

"Pollen, Rapeseed mostly." He admitted.

Kensi gave Deeks a nod, "Allergy pills, on it," Deeks said and opened the cabinet and got a couple of boxes down.

They headed to the car and Deeks and Kensi put their bags in the back plus two bags of weapons as Carl and Frieda got into the back of the car.

"You good Deeks?" Kensi asked gently.

Deeks looked at her and gave a small smile. "Not entirely, Max is itching to get out and get his hands on them." He admitted.

Kensi looked concerned, "Is this going to be a problem?" she asked, she needed to know her partner was going to have her back.

Deeks opened a bag and rattled a bag of pills, "You think Hetty would let me go without these…Although her words were, 'give them to Ms. Blye, if you stop being you she should fill you full of these, so Mr. Deeks I suggest you keep a handle on things,'" Deeks looked at Kensi who laughed, "Only Hetty could order me to overdose you in a joke and make us both worry." She smiled. "Come on partner, we have a long drive ahead."

Deeks took a deep breath and walked to the car.

It was two hours before Frieda stopped pointedly looking out of the window and finally turned to Kensi and asked, "Where is this safe house?"

"It's in Santa Margarita; Hetty has a farmhouse out there. Mrs. Johansen, Callen and Sam should be there before us," Deeks replied.

Kensi looked out of the window something had been bugging her for a while, a black SUV had been popping up for the last ten miles.

"Deeks?" Kensi said.

Deeks looked out of the window and nodded, "Coffee Fern?" he asked with a smile.