《NCIS:LA Season 7 (Densi)》"Defectors"
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It was just any normal day.....well for some. People actually liked to do paper work without having someone's mess on their desk......
"No Deeks, huh?" Callen asked Kensi as she came through the bull pen with an orange "No, no Deeks. We finished our workout half an hour ago, and he's still getting ready. Don't ask. Where's Sam?" Kensi said sitting down "Still hitting the heavy bag. Don't ask." Callen replied looking at Kensi pealing her orange "All right. It's kind of nice. It's peaceful, quiet. Even a little Zen. What?" Kensi replied then she saw Callen looking at her "There's nothing Zen about your desk." Callen said "What do you have against my desk?" Kensi said looking at her desk "Let's see." Callen replied starring at it "I feel you, I hear you." Kensi said while pushing her stuff back onto her side of her desk "Kensi? You have a problem." Callen said to her "I don't have a problem." She replied "Do you prefer sickness? Disease?" Callen said starting to go through the list "Okay, I will work on it. And I promise I will keep to my side of the line." Kensi said trying to end the convocation "Well, I decided to get you a gift." Callen said getting it out from his bag and showing it to Kensi "Scrubbed House, Scrubbed Soul? You think I need a self-help book?" Kensi said smiling about it "No. No, you are way beyond self-help. You need professional assistance." Callen said putting the book on Kensi' desk "Oh, that's absurd." She replied "No, that is a New York Times Best Seller. Millions of people can't be wrong." Callen continued
"Oh, come on." She replied "This whole mess is about depression." Callen answered "I am not depressed." Kensi mentioned "The book says that you need to surround yourself with things that inspire happiness." Callen also mentioned to her "Okay. Okay, I got your number. I know what this is about." Kensi said looking straight at Callen "Your pathological obsession with clutter?" Callen asked "No, not at all, this is about your issues." Kensi asked "Mine? Really?" Callen replied a little shocked sitting back in his chair "Callen, you're no more organized than I am. You just don't have any stuff. My stuff symbolizes that which you lack. That's why you can't commit to a serious relationship." Kensi explained pointing at his desk "Really?" Callen asked "Mm-hmm." Kensi replied "Oh. Okay. Uh, what about Joelle?" Callen asked again "I'm sorry, is that serious? No, I didn't think so. Yeah, 'cause you couldn't commit to a coffee mug." Kensi said to him "Wow. Well, at least you're not defensive about it." Callen replied continuing with his work "Defe? Wait a minute, did Deeks put you up to this?" Kensi asked "Even Deeks doesn't take 30 minutes to dry his hair" Callen said slipping it in there "Oh, oh I'm-I'm going to declutter his nose from his face." Kensi said eating her orange "Nope, not defensive at all." Callen finished off "Just posted an alternate version of that on YouTube 12 hits and counting." Eric said from the stairs as he played the saxophone "Sounded like a saxophone." Callen told him "Callen thank you so much. Um, there's a case up in Ops. Uh, Sam and Deeks are already up there. I'll play you in. One, two, three, hey!" Eric replied and mentioned while Kensi stood up and took her orange and "That inspires happiness." Kensi said as she put her orange In the saxophone walking up the stairs to ops
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After Kensi and Callen joined the rest of the team back up in ops to get filed in about the new case they were signed on........
"One dead body and one coma victim from a car accident this morning. Pedro Gomez killed Lucas Belridge, a CPA, when Gomez plowed his delivery truck into Belridge's Prius." Eric explained "What did LAPD find on the truck?" Callen asked "Uh, pastries. Mostly muffins. Pedro Gomez was also an undocumented worker, but that's not why you're here this morning." Nell continued as everyone looked at each other "Isn't that across the street from the naval recruitment center?" Sam asked "Surprisingly observant, but also not why you're here. You're here because LAPD found this note in Belridge's Prius." Eric continued "Luck Mon bod roll dean." Deeks read out "And "96 sky. Please tell me we have more than just this to go on." Kensi finished "It's the phonetic spelling of Luqman Badr Al Din." Sam explained "One of the LAPD officers to respond to the scene was also a former Marine and linguistic specialist. Before he was discharged, he helped the CIA identify Badr Al Din." Nell continued again "What, so somebody just looked him up online?" Deeks said "Oh, no, this guy's name's been suppressed. Even the CIA didn't know who he was until a few months ago." Kensi replied "And yet here we are. If it wasn't the press and it wasn't a mole, it seems Badr Al Din may have friends in Los Angeles." Granger answered "We need to find out how Belridge figures into this, talk to his family and friends, gather some Intel." Callen said "His wife's already waiting in the boatshed." Granger replied "Right, that's us." Kensi said "On it." Deeks replied also "Is that car in the impound yard?" Callen asked "Uh, yeah, I'll let LAPD know you're coming." Eric replied "Chin up, you two. Think of where we'd be if Gomez had been a better driver." Granger asked them both walking out
Kensi and Deeks were headed to the boatshed to question his wife Mrs. Belridge........
"Thank you. Mrs. Belridge. I'm NCIS Agent Blye. This is my partner, LAPD Detective Deeks. We're so sorry for your loss." Kensi said walking through the boatshed "Can I get you anything? You want any coffee or tea or?" Deeks asked "Tissues. I already went through everything you had." The lady said cutting him off "Of course." Deeks said walking off "Do you know why you're here?" Kensi asked taking a seat "Lucas isn't a terrorist." She replied to her "Listen, I know this is all happening very fast, um but we got to ask you some questions. Is that okay?" Deeks asked handing her another box of tissues "Mm." She replied "Did you notice any changes with Lucas recently?" He asked her "What kind of changes?" She replied "Was he doing things he normally doesn't do or saying things he normally doesn't say?" Deeks asked "Lucas thought he was getting a big promotion at work, and instead he got fired." She answered
"And when did that happen?" Deeks asked her "Two months ago. He was a wreck. Depressed and unhappy. He never wanted to have sex. I'm sorry, am I allowed to say that?" She explained "If you think it's important, yeah." Kensi replied "It's okay. Um, do you know why he was fired?" Deeks asked once again "Because he didn't want to cheat on me. Um his boss, Stephanie, kept making advances, and when Lucas said no, she fired him." She explained "Mrs. Belridge, is there something you're not telling us?" Kensi asked her starring at her "He was spending nights out. He'd say he was playing poker or basketball and not to wait up, but then he'd be gone all night long." She answered sounding terrible "Is this his handwriting?" Deeks asked showing her the note on his phone "No." She replied "You're sure?" Deeks doubled checked "Lucas's handwriting was so messy, you couldn't read it. Does this mean he's not a terrorist?" Mrs. Belridge "We're trying to figure that out." Kensi told her
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Everyone was back in the bullpen going through what they have so far on the case.......
"What do we know about the modeling agency that recruited Zahra?" Callen said as the team walked through the bullpen "Uh, I looked into the founder, Allison Nelson, the CFO, Andrew Kim, and the photographer, Perry Gaffney, as well as the models. Nothing screams or even whispers ISIS sympathy." Eric replied standing next to the screen "This agency's the black hole in Zahra's life. This could be the reason she got on that plane to Istanbul this morning." Sam said "Uh, there is one other thing. They charge their clients steep commissions and are constantly hosting fund-raisers." Eric continues explaining "That's odd. I've seen Zahra's head shots, and the pixilation and printing quality is at least ten years old." Kensi replied "Well, then, we should follow the money. If it's not going back in the business, it's going somewhere." Deeks answered "All right, I'm on it." Eric walked walking away "We need to get inside this agency, find out how the organization works, what their connections are to ISIS." Callen suggested
"All right, I'll do it." Kensi said putting her hand up to "What? No. This is a democracy. This is a free world. Why can't we send a male model undercover?" Deeks butted in "That's a good idea, Deeks." Callen said "Thank you." Deeks replied with a smile "Sam? You up for it?" Callen asked him "What? No. They don't make Italian clothes in this man's size." Deeks explained "Kens, you're up." Callen said to her "Okay, well, I'd just like to say that I'm doing this under protest. But if you are gonna get dressed up for this, I have some very specific ideas of what you should wear." Deeks suggested "Let me stop you right there. Okay? As payback for that gift you sent me, that ridiculous book, you're gonna spend some time in the shooting range. Yeah." Kensi said pointing at him and then walking off while Deeks looked confused "Oh, I don't know what you're talking about, fickle mistress." Deeks replied as he walked off as well "What's on your mind?" Callen asked Sam "We know ISIS is recruiting young women. We think Zahra got on a plane this morning to offer herself up as a bride. What we don't know is how many other girls left today." Sam explained "Yeah. I'll have Eric and Nell check with LAPD, see if any other girls have gone missing." Callen replied "Before it's too late." Sam finished
Kensi was undercover at the modelling agency........
"Hi. How can I help you?" The lady said coming over "My name is Azee. And, um now I'm kind of embarrassed about being here." Kensi said "Why? Because you're a beautiful woman and you want to get paid for it? Absolutely nothing to be embarrassed about. Um, have you ever modeled before?" The lady explained "Oh, no." Kensi replied "Really? With those cheekbones? You're telling me no one has ever tried to scoop you up?" The lady asked her "I mean, in college, maybe, but I didn't have the credit card debt that I have now, so" Kensi explained as she got cut off by "Fair enough. Um, may I?" The lady asked "Sure." Kensi replied as the lady touched her chi "I have a feeling the camera is gonna absolutely love this face. God, and those legs. Care to test the theory?" The lady asked her "I love testing theories." Kensi replied "I'll get Perry." The women said walking off
"Oh. Uh, Kensi, the agency's CFO, Andrew Kim, just stepped out of the building looking all kinds of spooky." Deeks said through the ear piece while scrolling through his phone of pictures "Okay, well, stay on him." Kensi replied as she was searching through clothes "You sure you're going to be okay?" Deeks asked "Okay playing Barbie? Yeah, I'll be fine. Ooh. Uh, definitely not." Kensi said "Sorry, what? Is that a yes, or is that a no?" Deeks asked getting pretty confused "No, that's a yes to you, and a no to the Molly Ringwald monstrosity they just tried to put me in." Kensi explained "You're having fun with this, aren't you?" Deeks asked "No." Kensi replied quickly and fast "Little bit?" Deeks checked again "It's fine. I guess. Ah. Yeah. I'm a little olive-toned, so maybe, um, warm tones. Thank you." Kensi said to the wardrobe women "Wow. Warm tones. You are just full of surprises." Deeks said to her "I just know what looks good on me, okay?" Kensi said to him "What are you talking about? You always look good." Deeks said to her "It's not gonna work, Deeks. I'm still mad at you for the book." Kensi replied as Deeks drives off
The case was all rapped up but someone was in for a surprise.......
"We did a good thing today." Callen said to the team "Yeah, and, you, Kensi, you were amazing with those girls." Deeks said to Kensi looking at her "Thank you." Kensi replied "Crazy. We would've never found out about this case if it wasn't for that note." Sam added "And Zahra only wrote Badr Al Din's name because she forgot how to pronounce it." She also put in there "That's a lucky break." Deeks answered "Yeah, but he's still out there." Sam reminded them all "Glorifying ISIS. Building its army one by one by one." Callen explained "Not today." Kensi said "You bet your bottom dollar." Deeks said with a bit of humour in there "What, and tomorrow there'll be sun? Are you quoting musicals to me now?" Kensi asked as they walked away "Well, yeah, I just love that you know that." Deeks said with a smile on his face
"Oh, we were having a moment." Kensi replied to him "No, no, no, we are still having a moment. All I'm saying is we're in sync, and you cannot deny that." Deeks added "Oh, I can and I will. I just think you have a thing for redheads with daddy issues. Deeks?" Kensi thought and said "Martin Deeks?" The officer said to him "Yeah, what's up?" Deeks said as Kensi and himself stopped "Put your hands behind your head. You're being arrested for the murder of Francis Boyle. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law." The officer explained "Deeks, what is he talking about?" Kensi asked him "I love you." Deeks replied as he walked off looking at her "You have the right to talk to a lawyer. If you can't afford a lawyer, one will be appointed for you. Do you understand these rights as I have explained them to you?" The officer continued as he got in the car "Whoa Deeks? Deeks!" Kensi shouted as the car drove off
To be continued.......
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