Warning: Mentions of torture and rape. If you aren't comfortable with those two items, please skip the italics.

Hey kids, we're back, and we've got a chapter for ya! My inspiration flow has gone a little dry for the time being, but hopefully Athena has something in mind. And if she doesn't, we can have another one of our fabulous brainstorm sessions! Or, if you guys have any idea of how you want this story to go, scenes, etc., please do not be afraid to step forward.

Thank you for being fabulous!

-lovedaniruah

First off so so so sorry for the absence, my inspiration as well has been a bit nonexistent, I blame college lol. But we are back with another chapter.

As for Solitude an there is no light in this darkness, I really hope to have new chapters up within the next week, hopefully. Now on to the story!

-A. Grayson

Hidden Secrets

Chapter 8

Kensi sat in a small conference room, with at least 5 pyschs, who were the worst. The questions all came at her, all of them at once, and they asked her for memories she never wanted to access.

One of them, a middle aged woman with a long dirty blonde bob, suggested that Nate leave, in order to not have her be bound, but Kensi erupted and told them Nate was the only one she wanted here and that if he left, she would leave. The pyschs took that down too, the scratching of their pens as they judged her was slowly starting to piss her off; who were they to judge her, they don't know her or what she has been through.

"What is the worst thing that happened when you were in this other ego?" asked one of the psychologists, with an unbelieving tone. Kensi feared this question the most, but she knew that it would arise…. She never ever wanted to think about it...

"Shut up, you worthless pig!" she screamed, as she whipped her prisoner, the sound of the whip still fresh I her mind, and the oh so delicious scream of pain that emanated from the nameless man….

Hours Earlier

They were in Yemen, and as Hayden and another Bergh group soldier, Aleksi, the former KGB soldier, were conducting surveillance on a target when Hayden spotted a man looking at them, something about his was vaguely, he was definitely American and he was of well build, his hair a bit long and a worried look on his face…but she couldn't pin point why he looked like someone she knew…

They made eye contact and Hayden stilled, she may not know the man but Kensi did and that just wouldn't do, before Aleksi could say a thing Hayden took off, running to her battered Toyota truck with the machine gun in its back and chased after him, leaving the targets; a CIA officer and key witness in a massacre and the Bergh Group was hired to take them out.

She raced through the streets, and trapped the man in an alley, and brought them out to the Bergh Group base they'd set up there.

"Listen, you have 10 minutes to tell me, who you are and why you were watching us. If we find out you lied, or that it wasn't the whole truth, expect to find yourself in a cargo hold headed for an auction!" she threatened, and hit her prisoner, who was tied to the chair and already bleeding, with the butt of her whip. The man looked up her with sad eyes.

"What happened to you?" he choked out before she struck him again, harder this time.

She pulled her arm back to bring the whip back down when her earpiece buzzed. "Burns, my office, now." said her boss, Montoya, who was in charge of the Bergh Group's operations in the Middle East.

Hayden went out of the cage and down the dark hallway to the end, where her boss' office stood. Even Hayden was a bit scared of Montoya, he was leader of the Middle East group because he was very creative in the ways he goes about…disposing of people. Kensi, who was locked in a dark place in her mind, was terrified of what was going to happen to her, she just wanted out, she want to go back to America…back home. Hayden was starting to let her see a bit, but not take control, it was a way of taunting her and torturing her and Kensi couldn't take it anymore.

Hayden opened the door, and sitting behind his desk, with his feet on it, was Jorge Montoya.

The door automatically locked behind her, and she felt a few men grab her and bound her hands. "Just hang her up on the hook, gentlemen. I'll do the rest, just wait outside."

The men obeyed, and Hayden immediately left, leaving a scared and frightened Kensi there to fend for herself. Montoya walked over to her, and pulled of her shoes, and then began cutting off her pants.

"No, NO, NO! STOP, PLEASE!" she said, flailing around, but he ignored it, and her legs were bare and freezing. "Oh, poor you princess. Your little Antonio isn't here to save you."

She made herself black out before she could remember anything else, it was the one thing from her training that she could use in this situation.

When she woke up again, she was still Kensi, and she was freezing, and in so much pain. She tried moving, but cried out when she did. She looked down, and found cuts, and bruises on her legs, and she had no clothes, only thin, torn blanket was on the cement floor. She winced as she moved across, and wrapped herself in it.

It was all cement, she was in a small cell, and she knew immediately that she was in the Hole, she disobeyed orders. Kensi began to wonder if they had forgotten about her… "Do not be a fool!" Hayden yelled. "I am one of their best assassins of course they didn't forget about me." She scoffed.

Kensi shook her head when she heard the small door that meager food was tossed through and someone tossed in a dress, long and black, and a scrap of bread. Kensi sat there, too tired and weak to move.

She remembered what happened just before she blacked out those few weeks ago, and she shook of fear. Montoya... she couldn't even think the word. She looked down, and started crying.

"Take the dress you idiot, I have work that I need to do and but weight back on your sorry ass!" said Hayden, reappearing. "I bet that time with Montoya was sure fun." Kensi reached for it, and then slowly and painfully put it on. It was big on her now very malnourished body but it gave hope that her time in the Hole as they called it was over, and she could count her ribs. She ate a bit of the bread and went back to the corner.

She knew she disobeyed orders, but that man was following them, and she couldn't have anyone expose her…maybe that wasn't true, it wasn't Kensi who ran after the man it was Hayden…Hayden didn't want to be exposed…Kensi just desperately wanted to be found…to be saved and yet she knew that she didn't get the knight in shining armor…she got Hayden and she was the only thing keeping Kensi alive…

Kensi woke up, and found herself lying on an examination table. She was wearing a thin robe, and she wondered how she got there.

"Good, you're awake." said a voice, which Kensi guessed belonged to a woman. She looked up, and there was Dr. Andrews, sitting on a chair near her. "You passed out during your meeting, and we just had to check to see if it wasn't anything serious."

Kensi didn't say anything. She wanted Deeks back here now. "My partner." she whispered.

"Oh. Mr. Deeks said he'll be here in a few minutes. But another visitor is going to come in and see you first." said the doctor, and adjusted the table, so that she was sitting up, and left the room.

Kensi kept her eyes on the door, and when it opened, she saw the same person who gave her the beating a few days ago, the same person Hayden was engaged to. Antonio.

Her eyes grew wide in fear, and she jumped off the table and onto the floor. Her legs were obviously not strong enough yet….Deeks….where was he….nonono

"Good morning, Hayden. Or should I say, Special Agent Kensi Blye?" he smiled, locking the door behind him.

"Get away from me, you monster!" screamed Kensi, as she tried to run, but he grabbed her and threw her against the wall. Kensi's head hit the wall, and she felt the pain vibrate through her skull.

"Now, now, Kensi," he hissed, his disgusting breath blowing into her face. "You shouldn't run from me. You loved me, I saved you from that place…I killed Montoya and this is how you repay me?!" Kensi started looking up, and trying to move away from him, but the farthest was a few millimeters and into the wall. He moved closer. "I knew there was something fishy about you, but boy, when I saw you kill, I saw a new person. I thought to myself, 'There is no way she can be a cop'. And then, a year later, in Yemen, I saw what you did. You purposely went after that man, even if it meant losing those targets, and facing Montoya's wrath, was it to save the targets?" he pretended to think long and hard before he shook his head. "No, I do not think that is it…

"I learned a good bit of information about that mission in Yemen…did you know that there were Navy Seals waiting in wait…they were going to save you. When I saw you again, I was convinced to finally end you," he pulled out a Swiss Army knife, and Kensi, with all of her strength, pushed him away, and screamed at the top of her lungs, "DEEEEKKKKSSS!"

Deeks was in the hall when he heard his name being screamed. Not any scream, the voice of the person he cared about most. When he saw them carrying her out of her meeting with the psychologists on a stretcher, he was scared enough.

He raced down the hall with his gun and kicked open the door, and found a little man on the ground. He pulled out a gun, and as Deeks shot the man, he fell. His torturer. He went over to feel his pulse, and then saw Kensi.

On the floor herself, breathing heavily as a patch of blood grew bigger and bigger coming from a head wound and a deep cut just under her collarbone.

"Damn it, Kensi!" he yelled as he got down on the floor. There was Dr. Andrews behind them. "Oh my god, get a gurney!" she yelled into the hall. Deeks picked her up and put her on and watched as she was rolled away again.

What did Kensi ever do to deserve this? How did she hide all of this from him…he just wanted to see her smile…