Staring at the mirror, Kensi noticed about seven bruises and that's only on her face. She could feel pain on her lower back and lifting up her shirt just a bit, she could see a slight stab wound on her hip that was drawing quite an amount of blood. She walked back to the kitchen and opened up the first drawer in her counter. She took out a couple of large white plasters and placed one of them on her wound, wincing as she applied a little bit of pressure.

In the meantime, Sam, Callen and Deeks were already at their desks, waiting from time to time the long whistle from Eric that alerted them of another case.

"This is literally the first time that Kensi has been late. Maybe we should call her" Sam commented.

"Why…? Maybe she's stuck in traffic"

"Oh, no… that's not at all possible. She always fins a loop whole" Deeks responded.

"There's your answer" Callen said.

At that second, there was a loud whistle, catching their attention immediately.

"All right, everybody… you know what this is. Let's go"

The three of them groaned as they stood up from their chairs. When he was about to walk up the stairs, Deeks saw Kensi walking in, suspiciously covering her face…

"Hey, morning sunshine"

There was no reply and so, Deeks walked up to the others and asked…

"Hey, did you guys see that?"

"See what…?"

"Kensi, she totally ignored me"

"Maybe she just ate and didn't want to upset her stomach" Sam replied, chuckling.

Deeks awkwardly laughed as he made his way to the OPS room.

"What do we have, Eric?"

"Jogger found this guy down by the river early this morning... Sergeant Robin Henderson, 28. He just got back from a tour"

In the meantime, Kensi was hesitating to walk in Hetty's office, figuring out exactly what to say.

"Something on your mind, Ms. Blye"

"I, uh… I was wondering if I could take the day off"

"Hmm and why is that?"

"I got to take care of some things"

Hetty stared at her and noticed how she was hiding her face away. She tried changing her angle to see her properly but Kensi kept turning her way.

"Ms. Blye, if you wanted the day off, not to come here, then why did you come here?"

"I, uh… I just wanted you to know"

"All right, then… will we be expecting you tomorrow?"

"Umm, yeah I think so"

"Okay, see you tomorrow"

Kensi nodded slightly and walked away, keeping Hetty staring at her. Noticing that her agent was out of sight, Hetty walked her way to the OPS room where the guys were still gathered. When Callen started pointing out where everyone should get going, Hetty immediately said…

"Umm, Ms. Blye won't be joining you today, Mr. Deeks. You're on your own"

"Why, where's Kensi?"

"She wishes to not come in today"

"Is she okay?"

"I can't give you any information regarding that concept. All you need to know is that she won't be joining you"

Deeks stared at her, kind of shocked.

"All right, Deeks you head down to the base, search around for his partner. Sam and I will take his apartment"

Deeks gulped before standing up straight and walking away, passing by Hetty. As soon as he was outside, Deeks grabbed his phone and dialed Kensi's number. When there was no response and he heard the voicemail ding, he said…

"Hey Kens, it's me. Call me when you get this"

When in the OPS room there was only Eric, Nell and Hetty left, she walked closer to him and asked…

"Mr. Beale… would you mind searching for surveillance cameras nearby Ms. Blye's apartment, please?"

"Okay, may I ask why?" Eric asked, typing something onto hi keyboard.

"You'll find out soon enough. Just bring it up the big screen"

Eric glanced at Nell as Hetty walked closer to the big screen. He looked blankly at his computer screen as he typed Kensi's address into the system. He searched for cameras in the area and noticed they were two on the left side, right across from the apartment and one right beside it.

"Okay, we got three cameras. Two across the street and one beside"

"All right… Mr. Beale and Ms. Jones, I would like you to go and get the tapes of these cameras. Keep this to yourselves, understand?"

"You want us to go in the field?" Nell asked, confused.

"I can assure you that this has nothing to do the case so, you will not be in harm's way"

"Well, it's not that. It's just that, normally, our job basically apply for us to be in here"

"Mr. Beale, if this wasn't important to me, I wouldn't ask. I will give you a warrant for these possessions and you will get them for me, no questions ask"

"Okay…?"

"Any questions, Ms. Jones…?"

"No, ma'am"

"Good, then get going"

Eric nodded and both of them stood up from their chairs. Hetty stared blankly at the screen where the map of Kensi's apartment was viewed. She knew her agents better than anyone and was positive that Kensi had gotten herself into something.

In the meantime, Kensi had stopped more than a couple of times with her car. The pain on her hip was getting unbearable every second and her concentration on the road was getting blurry. Suddenly, she felt her phone vibrating and at first thought it was Deeks, trying yet another time to reach her. But, when she glanced at the screen, she saw it was Hetty.

"Hello?" she struggled to answer.

"Ms. Blye... I wish to speak with you. Can we meet up somewhere?"

"Hetty, I can't really..."

"Ms. Blye, I know my agents very well, thank you. And, I don't like when personal business starts to effect work. So, can we please meet up so we can talk?"

Kensi sighed and leaned her head against the seat.

"All right, I'll be at the pier"

"Okay, I'll be there in a couple of minutes"

Kensi hung up the phone and took a deep breath. Wincing because of the pain, she restarted her car and turned around, heading for the pier.