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Previously on Los Angeles:

- Special K. - Sullivan?

- I thought you were deployed. - I got into this thing

but I don't even need it.

- Are you serious? - Yeah.

- Sabatino's a mole? - It looks that way.

My face is the last thing you're ever gonna see.

Carl, I'm in the only safe place left here now.

I got Sabatino! He's still alive.

I got his phone. Get everything off it.

See if you can locate Ferris' phone.

The man holding Kensi is a CIA officer.

Ferris is his real name.

He thought you were Taliban.

- It was a mistake. - That should have never happened

if you hadn't been meddling in things that don't concern you.

I am sorry that I shot you in the leg.

I am going to pay you back

- for what you did to me. - Come on, man. Don't, don't...

No!

Stop smiling.

- What? I thought you liked my smile. - Yeah, well, you're creeping me out.

Aw. This really is personal to you, isn't it?

I mean, look, payback for what I did to your leg, I get that. Trust me.

- And on that note... - You wanted...

You wanted me to choose you over Deeks, didn't you?

I figured if I could hurt you in more ways than one, why not?

Or maybe spending all those months in Afghanistan with nothing

but a horse between your legs kind of got old?

- Sweetheart, you were a job. - Maybe.

Or maybe I made you feel like losing a leg didn't matter.

- I was just playing a role. - Interesting,

because you're about to cut off my leg and I'm not even buying it.

- Energy potion, sir. - Oh, thank you, milady.

You cracked Sharov's cell phone?

No. No. It must've been a burn phone.

No contacts entered and he only dialed four numbers.

Okay. We use what we've got.

- You're right. - Let's go.

All right. So first number triangulates to...

Okay. The garage where Hetty tried to blow up.

Sharov, Sabatino, and Carl Brown.

It makes sense. Sharov probably called Sabatino's phone.

- Right. - Second number traces to...

Same garage. That must be the guy Hetty shot before the explosion.

Right. Third number pings a phone at...

Wait. Did Callen say anyone else was at the garage?

Carl Brown. Maybe they brought him a phone.

Or maybe Ferris brought Kensi to the garage

and she got caught up in the explosion?

- Oh my God. Eric, what if...? - Nell. That's not how this ends.

- Yeah. - Fourth number Sharov called.

Yeah.

A church near Koreatown. Kensi could be there.

Callen, Sam, Deeks, we're sending you Ferris' number

and what we think are Kensi's coordinates.

I'm sorry. Kensi can't come to the phone right now

- but can I please take a message? - It's over, Ferris.

That's a wee bit vague but I'll be sure to let her know.

You give her up without hurting her,

you're gonna wind up like the rest of your crew.

Rest of your crew. Got it.

- Anything else, Agent Callen? - No.

- You tell Kensi we're coming for her. - Will do. Thanks for the call.

And you have yourself a most pleasant day.

Hopefully that bought us some time. Forces him to change his plans.

Let's hope.

Yup. You know the drill, Special K. There you go.

Nighty night.

Deeks! Hold up.

Kensi's inside and she's in trouble. I'm going in.

Yeah, alone. You don't know what's on the other side of that door,

and you don't have a partner with you for backup.

You're making my case for me.

Deeks, we're gonna get Kensi but we're gonna do this together.

- Then follow my lead. - He's too close to this.

- He's getting careless. Losing focus. - Yeah, but I haven't lost my hearing.

On three. One, two, three.

G, Deeks.

Kens.

Guys, I've got her. Basement, southwest corner.

It's all right. We got you.

Clear! I got you, Kens.

- We're here. - Ugh!

Kensi, we're right here. You're gonna be okay. Get it off her.

- Joelle? - Where's Kensi?

This is gonna hurt.

Callen, I can't believe you're here.

- How did you even know? - It's a long story.

I can't believe you're caught up in this. Sorry.

- Joelle, did he hurt you? - No, no. I'm okay. I'm just rattled.

I need you to concentrate. Where'd he take Kensi?

I don't know. I didn't see Kensi.

Guys. Ferris must've left his cell phone.

Can you tell us anything, like, how you got here?

Some jerk sideswiped my car this morning.

I got out to check the damage, he grabbed me,

- tossed me into a van. - What did he look like?

Was he an amputee? Was he missing part of his leg?

I don't know. It happened so fast.

- I need you to think! - Whoa!

- Deeks! Take it easy. - Yeah.

Must have given something to me, I blacked out.

I came to under the hood. I'm sorry.

- I don't know where he went. - Son of a bitch.

- Deeks! - We're gonna find her.

Oh, God.

Where is Miss Blye?

Like I said before, Ferris never told me.

Those two had history.

- Where is Officer Ferris? - Hetty, I know this looks bad.

- Damn straight. - But I don't know. I swear.

Sharov and Ferris never told me their endgame.

Fact is, I was trying to bring these guys down.

And before I realized what I was into

and who we were going after, it was too late.

That's the honest truth.

What you need to know, Hetty, is I'm on your side.

I'm telling you the truth.

I wasn't pulling the strings and I don't know where she is.

I wanna help you. I want these guys as badly as you do.

Your utter lack of creativity is such a disappointment to me.

- Where is she? - Deeks, I swear, he didn't tell me.

Let me rephrase the question.

Where is she?

- Mister Deeks. - Man, I don't know.

Pound me like a piece of meat, I still couldn't tell you because I don't know.

Deeks. Deeks.

Hey. Enough.

Your team needs to get ahold of their emotions, Deeks especially.

Mister Deeks is showing more grace than I would've expected.

Well, this isn't personal.

The hell it's not.

You and your ghouls have tried to pick off everyone on my team.

I was weeding out the bad apples, trying to do the right thing.

Then where is Miss Blye?

Like I told you before, Hetty, I have no idea.

Well, good luck with that. She's not buying it, Sabatino.

We can see the lie stuck between your yellow teeth.

I can't stand this. I gotta get back in there.

- Hell no. - Come on. I'm cool. I promise you.

You're talking to the monitor about his dental hygiene. Not a chance.

Sit over here.

I got someone bringing you some Nutella.

- You remembered. - I promise you, you're safe here.

Thank you, Callen. You're being really kind.

- You never should've been brought in. - Not to piggyback on that,

but I'm sorry too for what happened back at the church.

I was expecting to see Kensi, and when it was you,

- I just lost it. - It's okay.

Callen told me what's going on.

- Well, kind of. - Excuse me.

So, what'd I miss?

Not much.

Sabatino says he doesn't know where Ferris has Kensi.

He's been working against him.

- Which is a big fat post-truth. - Deeks tried to break his face.

- Going off book for this one? - There is no book for this one.

- Do we trust him? - Negative.

So do we release him, see if he leads us back to Ferris?

Or try to make a trade, Sabatino for Kensi.

That's only if we find Ferris or he reaches out.

Nell's headed to the church.

If Ferris left any evidence, she will find it.

We just better hope he left this phone behind for a reason.

What was that?

Oh, just me quivering from creepiness.

Paint me a picture, a very detailed picture.

Well, it's just your typical old church basement.

Fluorescent lights, sad seventies carpet,

sad toys that are strangely decapitated.

Let's think about this.

Let's say that Ferris was in here with Kensi when Callen called.

Okay. Ferris is committed. He doesn't want to surrender

so the call forces him to adjust his plans and flee.

Mm-hm. With Kensi.

We know our girl. She's gonna resist so he has to drug her.

Then he leaves his phone behind so we think he's at the church.

But when Callen, Sam, and Deeks do show up, Ferris is gone. Kensi's gone.

And Joelle's in her place.

Which means Joelle must've already been here.

But she says she didn't see Kensi.

Well, maybe that's because she was wearing a black hood over her head.

- Okay. But she didn't hear her either. - All right.

- So why leave Joelle behind? - I don't know. Buys him some time?

Assuming he was alone, he couldn't move them both

and he knew we were coming for Kensi.

Unless, what if Kensi was never here?

What if... Heh.

What if we have no idea where she's been

or what she's been through since Ferris took her this morning?

Mister Callen. Tell me something good.

Granger is in stable condition. He has around-the-clock protection.

I wasn't talking about Owen.

- Nell is still looking. - I see.

Use your instincts with this guy. He's a parasite.

You're freezing me out?

That's cute. Real cute, Callen.

I don't know what else you want me to tell you

that I didn't already say to Rumpelstiltskin.

I just have one question for you.

How did you think this was gonna end?

Well, certainly not in cuffs sitting across from you.

- That you were gonna be a hero? - Wouldn't argue if they were offering.

For exposing some corrupt government agency, is that right?

Yeah. You know what? Yeah.

But it was my agency I was trying to disrupt, the CIA.

- That's right, you're on our team. - Wake up, Callen.

I'm your only shot at finding Kensi.

How's that?

The only reason you're here talking to me

is because Ferris hasn't been in touch, correct?

Yeah. He's gotten underground,

and if Kensi is still alive, which is a big, big if, I might add,

he took her with him

and I'm the only one who can get him to come out again.

No.

What do you mean no?

Oh, sorry, that was actually rude of me. Um, no, thank you.

We'll find her another way.

That's a mistake.

You don't know Ferris the way I do.

The guy's sick.

There's a reason he joined the CIA,

and let me tell you, it is not for love of country.

Tell me about Ferris.

The kind of guy you don't wanna leave alone with your sister.

We spent two months together at Afghanistan and let me tell you...

Hetty shouldn't have left her. She wasn't ready.

Deeks, don't go there. Hetty didn't have a choice.

Hetty didn't protect her either. She wasn't ready.

She wasn't herself and we knew that and then this happens.

Kensi is as tough as nails. You'll see.

She's gonna make the bastard pay.

Hey.

Wakey, wakey. Special K. We're home.

So, when did you find out our team was the target?

Well, later than I'm proud to admit.

Before or after you infected our server with spyware?

They used me.

Before or after you sent Tahir Khaled to my son's school.

Sam, I didn't have anything to do with that.

I was working this for two years.

If Hetty hadn't sent Kensi to Afghanistan,

none of this would've happened.

But every time you guys interfered over there, you cost them money.

And eventually, I guess they decided to try to get rid of you

- in order to protect their operations. - You couldn't have warned us?

I didn't know who they were after until I saw Hetty with Carl Brown.

Swear to God. They didn't tell me everything. They didn't trust me.

Does anyone?

You know why I don't trust you, Sabatino?

Because you're giving my wife a bad name.

- How so? - Michelle was with you in the CIA.

She's the reason you came to my house for dinner.

She's the reason you met my kids. She vouched for you.

Well, then maybe you should be asking her about these guys.

You're walking on thin ice. Don't make me smash you through it.

Sam, I would never do anything to hurt your kids

or your wife or anyone on your team.

Oh, that's right. You wanna help us.

Yes. But you guys have to let me.

You feel better?

I can't do this. I can't do this. He's not giving us anything.

- He may not have anything to give us. - No. No. I can't live with that.

You might not have a choice, Mister Deeks.

That is rich, considering you're the person

- that put her in this position. - Maybe I should go...

It's not enough you get your whole team locked up.

Now you kill every person who might know where she's being held?

- I'm just gonna step outside. - It's okay. Sit down.

Sit down. It's okay. Let me be perfectly clear about this.

If Sabatino doesn't know where she is, that means she's in this all by herself.

You understand what that means, right?

If anything happens to her, that's on you.

Now, do you feel any better?

Hey, Eric. I think I found something.

It's a black case of some sort.

- Cool. What's it for? - I don't know.

You don't need to know and you don't wanna know.

- Okay. Is the case empty? - Yup.

And that is not a good thing.

Wait a second.

Okay, Eric, I think I know how Ferris got Kensi in and out of the church.

Now we think that Kensi was inside the church?

Actually, I don't know what I think

but I found what appear to be wheelchair tire marks on the sidewalk

outside the church as well as in the room where Callen found Joelle.

- All right. What else do we got? - Not much.

- Some zip ties and a black hood. - Beard.

- Um, no beard. - No, what?

I'm gonna grab everything and bring it back.

Turn around. Put your hands on your head.

Get on your knees and cross your ankles.

- That's not gonna happen. - How'd you get in here?

You must be Eric.

This is Hetty's ID. How'd you get this?

- She gave it to me. - This place is on lockdown.

I can tell. You've done a fine job of securing this location.

Are you mocking me?

- Should I be? - No.

- Then take the compliment. - Okay, thank you.

- Who are you? - A.J. Chegwidden.

We'll see about that.

Two Ds.

- Admiral. - Retired.

- You gave me quite a scare. - Some grip.

Oh, please, me? You. You got the whole arm.

- I just have a toned pollicis brevis. - Occupational hazard?

Oh, no one ever gets that joke... Do you game?

- Oh, look at me, son. Damn right. - Shut up!

Not literally, sir. Ahem. This is so cool.

So cool. So, what are you doing here?

From what I surmise, you're up to your asses in alligators

and I'm here to fix that.

And, Eric, that is your cue to get me up to speed. Chop, chop.

Aye, aye, sir. Follow me.

- Where's Joelle? - She's fine. She's just freshening up.

You two act like you ate her.

- No word from Ferris? - Nothing.

- What do you wanna do? - Michelle trusts him?

Yes, she does.

But she's been away from the Agency too long.

She doesn't know Ferris or the others.

- Then we're gonna trust him too. - Really?

Sabatino can take us to a CIA safe house

that Ferris may have taken Kensi to.

But Sabatino's probably walking us into an ambush.

Or Sabatino leads us to Kensi.

Lock and load.

If this goes south, what about Granger?

I've taken extra precautions to keep him safe.

Gentlemen, give him hell.

Sabatino, let's go.

- Hi. - Hey.

- He's still sleeping? - About all he's been doing.

I'll be quiet. I just wanna hold his hand for a bit.

Take your time. They say he can hear you if you talk to him.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

Doctor Peterson, extension two-four-two-one.

Doctor Peterson, extension two-four-two-one.

And this is our trusty touchscreen monitor

which honestly we don't use nearly enough.

- Um, Eric? - Nell. Oh, this is Nell.

Oh, but of course, of course you know who Nell is.

- You saw my wallpaper. - Admiral Albert Jethro Chegwidden.

- You two know each other? - Only by reputation.

Former Navy SEAL, commander of JAG, close friend of Hetty Lange.

I thought you had retired, sir.

So did I, but Henrietta called, said she was in trouble,

so here I am once more into the breach.

Well, we are happy to have you, sir.

- What is it? - Granger.

There's been a shooting at the hospital.

- I thought he had 24 hour protection? - He did. Granger's fine.

Apparently, he killed a woman in the room.

You people are a mess.

Welcome to NCIS Los Angeles. We be crazy.

Eric, I want a full security detail sent to the hospital and the boatshed.

I want security footage of the shooting.

I want a detailed workup of the woman Granger killed now.

Where's Henrietta?

- At the boatshed. - We don't know.

We don't know.

Screw it. Send the detail to the hospital.

I'm going to the boatshed myself.

- Were you ever here before? - First time.

- You're sure this is the place? - This is the address they gave me.

- You know that guy? - Nope.

He's probably a lookout.

Well, Sabatino, either you're trying to get us all killed.

Or you were set up.

G and I will take the front.

- Federal agents! - Go!

- Federal agents! Down. - Back. Get back now.

- On your knees! Hands on your head. - Down, on your knees.

- Kensi! - Clear!

- Anything? - I got nothing.

It's not over, Deeks.

- Honey, no lemon. - Oh. Thank you.

- You all have been so kind to me. - Oh, we're not always so kind.

No, really, I'm feeling so much better.

That surprises me, considering the circumstances.

You've lost three of your colleagues already today.

You have a tell, Officer Taylor.

- How long have you known? - Not long enough.

Criminal activity is one thing,

but your betrayal of Callen will not go unpunished.

I never meant to hurt anyone.

I was only supposed to keep an eye on Callen, to gather intelligence.

But the op changed.

Hetty, I got dragged into this as much as anyone.

And by then, I was at a point in my relationship with Callen

where I just couldn't deceive him anymore.

How romantic.

That's my cue.

Stay. You haven't even finished your tea.

Look, whatever's going on between NCIS and the CIA

is way above my pay grade.

I keep tabs on the foreign dignitaries who send their kids to my school.

That's my sweet spot. I'm not cut out for the wet work.

But in a pinch, you'd use it.

I'll take good care of Callen. You have my word.

It's my understanding that you're already in his rear-view mirror.

Henrietta. Who's the redhead?

- Callen's ex-girlfriend. - You really are in trouble.

Come on, Special K. You can't sleep the day away.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey. We've got work to do.

Heh. Nice try.

Hey, hey, Kensi. Hey, hey, Kensi.

No, no, you are not giving up that easily.

Hold it!

- Is she dead? - Oh, I didn't hit her that hard.

Go either way.

A.J., I had questions I needed to ask her.

What, did you want me to let her shoot you first?

She'll be fine.

She's gonna have a hell of a hangover, a nasty concussion but she'll survive.

- How you doing? - My head. What happened?

- Who are you? - Details.

- Where is Miss Blye? - I don't know.

- Where is Officer Ferris? - I don't know. I swear.

Joelle. What the hell happened?

I wouldn't do that.

- Or that. - And you are?

A.J. Chegwidden.

Mister Callen, step away from CIA Officer Taylor.

- Oh, snap. - Officer Taylor.

- Callen, I'm sorry. - And I'm the bad guy?

- Jones. - Assistant Director.

- Uh, Granger. - Field work suits you.

Yeah.

- Is that hers? - Yeah.

I thought you were supposed to be resting?

- I'm trying. So let's make it quick. - You got it.

All right.

I'll be right back.

Tim, Nancy, would you form a wall?

Thank you.

Oof.

Got you good.

All right.

Nope.

Ring finger? Who picks a ring finger?

Come on. Come on, come on, come on.

- It's not like you think. - You lied to me.

- You lied to me. - It's not the same.

- Isn't it? - Joelle, I was trying to protect you.

So was I. I really cared for you.

Just stop it.

Look, that's why I broke it off, okay? I just... I couldn't keep doing it.

Sorry. I truly am.

I forgive you for lying. That's part of the job.

But not the betrayal.

If you can't forgive me, how will you ever forgive yourself

for all the times you've done this to other people?

You wanna talk?

- No. - Good. I'd be worried if you did.

You know, you guys introduced me to her.

I was waiting for that. We were all fooled, G.

We were sloppy.

We were human.

You're on speaker, Eric.

So Nell was able to access the cell phone of the woman Granger killed

and found a number for Ferris.

It doesn't really help because his phone is in the boatshed with you.

- What else did you find? - A text chain between Ferris

- and two other contacts in the phone. - So?

So those two phones are at the same residential address in Studio City.

I'm sending it to you now.

Could be where they're keeping Kensi.

I say we give them some hope.

- You just don't quit. - I am going to end you!

And I support big dreams. I do.

But you realize that's just not realistic at this point.

- Ferris. - Hotdog.

There's the good news I needed.

Now, before you see this, I want you to know it's okay to have big feelings.

He's gone.

Stone cold.

Okay. Okay.

But this one's gonna hurt.

Deeks, go in the front with Sam. I'll go around the side.

- Where do you want me? - You're good right there.

- It's perfect. - Come on. Deeks, let me help.

- What the hell? - I think you've helped enough.

- We've got company! - Go.

We just can't seem to find any us time anymore.

- Ready here. - Ready.

On three. One, two.

- Deeks! - You got this?

Go!

One more step...

Double tap to the head. You must really love me.

- Oh, my baby's bleeding. - I'm okay. I'm okay.

Hey, I bit my tongue, but on purpose, so I'm okay.

- Kens, you okay? - Dad, get out of the room!

- Kensi, you all right? - He said get out of the room!

- Hey, hey. - Yeah?

- You good? - Yeah. Ha, ha.

- You sure? - Am now.

Yeah. Ooh, you scared me.

- Sabatino's gone. - Guess he wanted to stay and play.

We thought we were looking for one mole. Turns out there's several.

- Did we get them all? - I sure as hell hope so.

- I got you. - Okay, no, don't...

Over the threshold. Ha!

Seriously, Deeks, you don't have to do this anyway.

- No. - You can put me down.

But I do. I really do.

This is embarrassing. I don't feel comfortable.

Will somebody please take a picture of this?

- Oh, my gosh. No. - That would be...

Oh, shish-kebab.

- What? - Once upon a time,

- there was a Sabatino. - Oh.

I appreciate your coming on such short notice, A.J.

Well, I could use the warm weather.

Besides, D.C. is starting to make California look sane these days.

What's the word on Granger?

Well, better people have tried to kill him.

- You yourself included as I recall. - Heh-heh-heh.

I was young. He was stupid.

Heard the rumors about agent orange.

Be a hell of a deal that's what gets us.

None of us are going to get out of here alive.

Ah, Henrietta, always a ray of sunshine.

Maybe you could stick around for a while, A.J.

Our mole may be dead but we still have quite a mess to clean up.

I could use the help and maybe even a good lawyer.

I'll think about it.

Am I dead?

You're not that lucky.

- What about the others? - Safe and sound.

And the mole?

I'll tell you all about it in due time.

But right now, you just need to rest.

Can you go back to sleep?

You know, I dreamt...

There was a buzzard

and he kept circling me.

Don't be a smartass, Owen.