A/N: This story has been floating around in my head for a while. You can place it a couple of weeks after the episode Resnikov, N. Was going to set it after the season six final, but time wise didn't make sense with some of the things I've written.

Disclaimer: Not Mine :( Thanks to Shane Brennen and CBS for allowing me to play with their wonderful characters.

Callen stood outside the house for a moment to collect himself and to convince his stomach to keep his lunch where it was meant to be. It was bad inside, the worst he had seen in a long while. He looked over his shoulder at a couple of female LAPD officers who had lost the fight with their own stomachs. They were currently leaning over the shrubs that surrounded the car-park while their partners stood next to them.

He observed Kensi under a lone tree on the edge of the car-park, looking like she was still fighting with her own lunch. He looked around for her shaggy haired partner and spotted him coming out of the house after speaking to someone on the phone; he looked worried. Seeing Deeks looking for his partner, Callen nodded in her direction when he silently asked. Thanking the lead agent, he went over and simply held her hair away from her face as she finally lost the battle and knelt to the ground. He knelt beside her rubbing circles into her back.

It had been a hard one. The LAPD had allowed the NCIS team to take the lead after a man had kidnapped a female Navy officer, the fourth in a string of kidnapping disappearances. They finally found his base after figuring out who he was. Breaking into the disused auto repair shop, the seasoned agents, SWAT and other LAPD officers were shocked and sickened by what they had discovered.

The Navy officer was dead as were the three other women they knew about and several they didn't. One of them had looked so much like Sam's wife Michelle, that at first, they thought it was her. After Sam confirmed that it wasn't his wife, he had left the building and quickly called her. Callen watched as some of the tension and sadness left his body as he spoke to his wife. Then he saw him shake slightly and heard a light chuckle as the big man no doubt laughed at something his daughter said. Seeing that his team was coping as best they could, he sent a text to Hetty asking if there was a chance she could get Nate into town anytime soon. The last few months had been hard on everyone.

Hetty's reply was fast and said that while he wouldn't be able to make it for a couple of weeks, he would be home soon. Callen thanked her and looked around. He saw several looky-loos standing behind the barrier the police had erected and his 'spidey' sense went off. It took him a moment to figure out what it was then he had it. There was a woman in jeans and a cap that was simply standing there. While everyone else was either talking on their phones or to each other about what was happening, she was standing still; looking, it seemed to Callen, at him. After a few minutes, he remembered seeing her a few times over the past couple of weeks. He had never seen her during a case but in situations like this, when the bad guy had been caught and the team were taking a few moments for themselves.

He was about to head over to her when Sam came over to him. "Hey G. I'm taking Kensi back to ops." He saw the look of confusion pass over his partners face and answered the coming question. "Deeks wants to talk to you about something, said it couldn't wait. He looked pretty serious." Shrugging his shoulders, he headed over to the younger woman and wrapping an arm around her headed to her car. When the ambulances and then the coroner's van came for their respective patients, Callen and Deeks had moved the cars. The cars were now parked around the corner. As Callen watched the two head toward them, he heard Deeks come up behind him.

"What's up Deeks?" He asked, not sure if he should be annoyed at the fact that he had left his partner or that whatever it was, seriously couldn't wait until they got back to the mission.

"We need to talk." Deeks said.

Callen caught a hint of something in his voice. It sounded like fear, mixed with worry and determination. Brushing it off and putting it down to what they had just seen, he counted with his usual smirk; "What, you going to tell me you love me?" He stopped walking at Deeks next words.

"Something like that." Deeks continued on for another couple of steps before stopping and turning to face the team leader. As he opened his mouth to explain, a female voice yelled out in a foreign language.

Before Callen realised it, Deeks had tripped him up and they were falling, Deeks atop him and cushioning his head with his hand. A second later, gunfire erupted, with bullets flying over them where their heads had been seconds before. Deeks was up before the sounds had faded and firing at a black van that had sped past. As Callen scrambled to his own feet, he saw the van had stopped where Sam and Kensi were. Before the pair of stunned agents could recover from Deeks surprise manoeuvre, three men spilled from the open side door and grabbed them, hitting them with stun guns before they knew what was happening. Just before Kensi's eyes closed, Deeks shouted something to her. Callen was shocked to realise that it was Portuguese, a language he was sure the detective didn't know. He himself didn't recognise the words, but as Kensi's eyes closed, she managed a nod.

As Callen pulled his own weapon from its holster, he heard a woman shouting again and saw Deeks look across the street. He looked in the same direction and saw that it was the woman he had been watching before. She was pointing down the street at a second black van coming toward them. The two men started to fire and the van continued on as the side door slammed shut, blocking the bullets. The strange woman reached them as police officers started to fill the street from the auto shop. Guns drawn, they looked around wondering what had happened.

Callen was about to respond to Hetty's calls for a sit rep when Deeks grabbed his earwig and pocketed it and his own. Grabbing Callen's phone and gun, Deeks suddenly twisted his arm behind him and forced Callen across the street. At the same time he handed Callen's gun to the woman and then pulled the batteries both his phone and Callen's before tucking them into his pocket. Before the stunned team leader could do anything further, Deeks holding onto Callen's arm and with the woman watching their six, had rounded a corner and vanished from view of the officers and those in OSP.