Just a little one-shot from the episode which I adored. Thanks for reading and I hope you like it :)

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Hetty made her way through the main entrance of the Balboa Naval Hospital and took the elevator up to the ICU. She then walked through the unit and the first room she came upon was Deeks'. She looked through the glass and saw Kensi by Deeks' bedside, her head resting on her fiance's chest. Hetty's heart went out to the young couple. Although Turk had filled her in, she could only imagine the true horror they had been through. She quietly walked into the room and Kensi raised her head and slowly sat up.

"Hetty." Kensi smiled wearily at the older woman. "I'm so glad to see you."

"And I'm glad to see you also, my dear," Hetty said quietly as she looked down at Deeks. "How is Mr. Deeks?"

"He's doing better," Kensi said, her eyes welling up with tears. "I was so afraid that…" She shook her head and smiled, trying not to relive what they had been through. "None of that matters anymore. He's going to be okay. I'm going to make sure of it."

"Yes you will." Hetty smiled and took Kensi's hand then squeezed it comfortingly. "You saved him, Ms. Blye. Turk told me how you put forth a supreme effort and saved him. I'm very proud of you."

"I'd do it again, a thousand times over," Kensi said, looking at Deeks. "I love him...I love him more than I ever thought I could love anyone." She turned her eyes to Hetty. "He's everything to me, Hetty. He means the world to me."

"And that's as it should be," Hetty said with a kind smile. "I daresay the feeling is mutual. Mr. Deeks positively adores you."

Kensi smiled and nodded. "I know...I know he does. All I wanted was for him to pull through and he's going to...that's all that matters to me."

"Is there anything I can get for you?" Hetty asked. She was anxious to get to Callen, but wanted to make sure her team was all set before doing so.

Kensi shook her head. "No...no thank you, Hetty. "I think we're okay."

Hetty nodded as she opened up her purse and pulled out a cell phone then handed it to Kensi. "If you need anything, anything at all, just call. I'll be sure to answer. Give my best to Mr. Deeks when he wakes up."

"I will. Thank you, Hetty. Are you going to see Callen and Sam now?"

Hetty nodded. "Yes."

"Tell them I'm thinking of them and I'll be in to see them as soon as I can."

"Thank you, Ms. Blye...I'll be sure to tell them. Now try to get some rest. I'll be back to see the two of you again soon."

"Hetty?" Deeks' voice stopped her just as she was about to leave the room. Hetty quickly turned around and walked back to Deeks' bedside.

"Mr. Deeks...I can't tell you how good it is to see those bright blue eyes of yours open," she said, giving him a fond smile. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm good," Deeks said, returning her smile. When Hetty gave him a skeptical look he reconsidered his answer. "I...I'm doing better."

"And I'm very glad to hear that," Hetty said as she gently patted his shoulder. "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"How are Callen and Sam?" he asked.

"The last I heard they're holding their own. Now please don't worry about them. You need to just focus on yourself and getting well."

Deeks nodded. "Okay...I will. Thank you, Hetty."

"You take care of yourself," With that, Hetty made her way out of the room, glad that she had seen Deeks awake and talking. It made her feel a good deal better.

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As she moved past the next room, she stopped when she saw Callen asleep behind the glass. He looked so vulnerable to her. "I'm going to go see your partner, and then I'll be back to spend some time with you," she whispered. Finally, she pulled her eyes away and made her way to the next room which was Sam's. She couldn't help but think how sad it was that he was alone. If the circumstances were different, she knew that Michelle would have been right by his side. She didn't think she would ever be able to totally forgive herself of the guilt she felt for what had happened to her. But she also knew that what ifs didn't help. The most she and the team could do now was to be there for Sam and his family and help them in whatever way they could.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Hanna," Hetty said as she walked into his room, pleased to see him awake and alert. "How are you doing?"

"Hetty." Sam turned his head and smiled back at her. "It's good to see you. I'm doing pretty well."

"I'm glad to hear that."

"Have you seen the others yet?" Sam asked, worriedly. "How are they? How's G?"

"Your fellow team members are holding their own," Hetty said to him. "I just came from seeing Mr. Deeks and Ms. Blye. Mr. Deeks seems to be doing better."

Sam nodded. "That's good. We were really worried about him." He hesitated and then questioned, "What about G?"

"I'll be going to see him after I visit with you, but he's stable, Sam. He has a bit of a long road ahead of him, but Mr. Callen is a strong and stubborn man. I believe he's going to pull through this just fine."

"He...he thought he was going to die," Sam stated. "We both thought we were dying...I...I couldn't help him."

"But you did help him, Sam," Hetty said as she grasped his hand firmly. "You saved his life."

"Only because the boy went and got help...if he hadn't…" Sam shook his head momentarily caught up in the memory. He was pretty sure it would always haunt him, just as he would always remember when his partner had been shot on Venice Beach and the moment he had seen his wife's lifeless body. "G was lying so still and he wasn't breathing. I...I thought I had lost him...I didn't know how I could ever come back from that...He means everything to me, Hetty."

"I know he does," Hetty said softly, "and I know he feels that way about you as well. You're all going to get through this...and you'll be there for each other and help each other through, just as you always do."

"You're right," Sam said, nodding. "As long as it's in my power, I'll always be there for G, for you and the whole team, but for now, you should go, Hetty. Go spend some time with him. I know you must be chomping at the bit to see him."

"I'm not in a rush to leave," Hetty said. "Is there anything I can bring you? Anything you need?"

Sam shook his head. "No thanks...just go to G...I don't want him to be alone. He needs you."

"But what about you?" Hetty asked. "You're alone as well. I don't mind staying with you for a while, Sam."

"I'm not really alone, Hetty," Sam explained with a sad smile, his eyes appearing a bit teary. "I've got an angel watching over me. I like to think she's part of the reason the four of us are still here."

"I like to think that too," Hetty said, her own eyes welling up with tears as well. She handed Sam the cell phone she had brought him. "Call me whenever you'd like, Sam. If there's anything at all I can do for you, I'll do my best to get it done."

"Thank you, Hetty," Sam said. "Go to G...Tell him I'll be with him as soon as I'm able to be."

Hetty nodded. "For now, just rest Sam, get yourself better. There will be plenty of time to visit with Mr. Callen and the rest of your team soon enough."

Sam nodded and watched as Hetty left his room and then made himself comfortable before he fell asleep.

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Hetty silently entered Callen's room and sat down on the chair by his bed. She studied the numbers on his monitor, noting that the readings didn't seem too bad except for his blood pressure being on the low side. She had been there a little over an hour when he started to awaken. He groaned and grimaced in obvious pain as his hand went to his chest. Finally, he opened his eyes and after he had gotten his bearings, he caught sight of Hetty. "Hey…" he said before he began coughing harshly.

"Would you like some water?" Hetty asked. She had cleared it with the nurse before she had come into his room.

Callen nodded and she put the straw to his lips. He took a few slow sips and licked his lips. "Thank you," he said hoarsely.

"You're very welcome," Hetty said. "How are you doing?"

"Cold…" Callen answered. His whole body was freezing.

"And you're in pain, aren't you?" Hetty knew he was. She could tell by the look on his face.

Callen nodded again and Hetty pressed the button for the nurse who arrived almost immediately. "What can I do for you?" she asked with a smile.

"He's cold and in a good amount of pain," Hetty replied. "If you could bring a heated blanket and something to help with the pain, it would be very much appreciated."

"I'll see what I can do," the nurse said as she headed back out of the room.

"How...how are the others?" Callen asked.

Hetty could see that he was beginning to tire. "They're doing quite well considering all that has happened. Maybe you should try to rest."

"You're sure they're okay?"

"Of course I'm sure. I wouldn't lie to you, Mr. Callen." She watched as the nurse came in and covered him with the heated blanket, then injected some pain medication into his IV.

"That should help you feel better soon," the nurse said to Callen.

"Thanks," Callen said, managing a sleepy smile.

"I have to say, the four of you gave me quite a scare." Hetty didn't mention Hidoko. She still was having a hard time with what had happened to her and didn't want to tell Callen about it either, not until he was doing better. She just didn't have the heart to tell him, not unless he directly asked her.

"So...rry…"

"You have nothing to be sorry about." Hetty patted his hand, then smiled at his expression. The sleepy look in his eyes made her think about when she'd first taken him into her home and the few times he had allowed his vulnerability to show. "You do know how important you are to me, don't you?"

Callen nodded, but Hetty wasn't sure he really did. "You're closest thing I've ever had to a son, Mr. Callen. I care about you deeply and I'm very glad you're going to be okay."

"You...you're like a mother to me, Hetty, I...I care about you too."

Hetty smiled warmly at him, watching as he drifted off to sleep. She wasn't quite sure how, but he and his team had managed to get out of this mess. She knew it would take time, but she thanked God they were going to pull through.