Chapter 1
He tries to keep his eyes open, but his eyelids are heavy. He tries to concentrate on his surroundings, but all he can concentrate on is the excruciating pain that has taken over his body. He tries to estimate how many days he has been tied up to this chair, but he it's been long since he lost all sense of time.
Sam is still held in the white room exhausted and weak. He would rather die than give away his wife. He is a navy seal, strong and disciplined, but he finds it unbearable to hear Deeks screams anymore. He already regrets the harsh words he spoke to him. Words he didn't even mean. The pressure of this operation consumed him, so he ended up unleashing his distress on an easy target. Deeks!
Deeks though is anything but weak. He is not willing to break and of course he expects Sam to have done the same if Kensi was compromised. Even now on the edge of death he only thinks of her.
They say that before you die your whole life passes before your eyes. Well, in Deeks case the life he hasn't lived haunts his mind. Images of him and Kensi living happily ever after and living the perfect dream flood through his mind. But his dream soon becomes a nightmare when he realizes he is unaware of Kensi's safety.
Is she alive, injured or even dead? If she was captured, Sidorov would have brought her here for interrogation. He can't even bare to think what tortures they could use on her to make him and eventually her break. There is no doubt that if it comes to that point, he will spill everything. Kensi is above Michelle even if Sam hates him for it.
He hears the sound of the wheel and knows more pain is about to be inflicted. He closes his eyes and parts of him wishes he were dead. But no, he won't give them that satisfaction. After all he promised Kensi he would never do that and he is determined to keep that promise. He takes a deep breath, gives Sidorov the "Bring it on look" and then everything turns black again.
