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Leon Vance (leon_vance) wrote in omega_reality,
@ 2012-11-01 11:29:00

Entry tags:

*complete, 2012 11, character: brian kinney, character: derek morgan, character: derek reese, character: elaine barrish hammond, character: emily prentiss, character: g callen, character: john connor, character: marty deeks, character: sam hanna, character: savannah monroe, dead: leon vance

RP: New Losses
Who: Leon, Savannah, John, Callen, Sam, Morgan, Emily, Elaine, Brian, Reese, Marty
Where: the base
When: November 1, 2012
Summary: there are two more losses

If the attack hadn't been enough, now the city was wrestling with Mother Nature. Three days later, the subway was only partially recovered. Brooklyn was completely cut off from Manhattan. The Southern part of Manhattan was without electricity. Buildings, tunnels and subways were still flooded. Hospitals had been evacuated. The police force was spread throughout the city, preventing the looting, dealing with safety and Halloween. The marathon was coming up on Sunday. The elections were coming up. The city was stretched to its limit and they had to do something.

Leon called Savannah and John as soon as the work day started. He had a plan; he always did, but this time he needed someone other than his ADs and SSAs to carry it out. "Do you understand everything I told you?" he asked, after he explained what he needed.

Both young people nodded.

"It's very dangerous. You need to be careful."

Savannah smiled. "Of course we will."

"Good luck." With those words, he sent them out.

The call came during his lunch time. Not from his agents, but from Virginia PD. Leon was up and moving on a military plane less than a hour later. His agents had failed. He had failed and now there were two more dead in his conscience and families to inform. He called Kinney ahead of time, asking for both ADs, both SSAs, Elaine, Reese, Deeks and Kinney to join him as soon as he got there.

The meeting was in his office. He got there just moments before the rest did. He was sitting behind his desk. There were two metal containers on his desk: one butterfly pink, the other in silver. "Mr. Deeks, Mr. Kinney if you could take a sit." There was the couch for others, which Elaine used, but most liked to stand, and he knew better than to argue today.

"I am sorry to say that Mrs. Deeks and Mr. Baum were killed this morning. I've flown down to ensure that there weren't any mistakes. Due to the problems we've had and the attempts at capture, I ensured that they were cremated before any DNA could be taken. Mr. Deeks, a Catholic priest was present, since I assumed your wife would have wanted it. I am truly sorry for your loss."

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sam_hanna
2012-11-01 04:57 pm UTC (link)

Sam couldn't afford to feel now. There were too many others who would feel the impact of what had just happened and he needed to be strong for them.

As much as he wanted to be with G, there was Deeks to consider, the man who'd been relying on Savannah for the past two years. He sent a quick text to Robert first. Savannah and John dead. Find G outside of Vance's office Now! This would have to do for now, at least until he could deal with Deeks

He squeezed Deeks' shoulder as he crouched next to him. "We should go get the kids and take you home."

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b_kinney
2012-11-01 05:07 pm UTC (link)

"No, we should be told what happened?" Brian put in. "What the fuck happened? Why did you sent two fucking kids out there, huh? He's-" He stopped, because he'd be dammed if he was going to cry in front of these people. "John was still a teenager and she was a mother and so young. What the hell is wrong with you?"

Leon's eyes didn't waver from Brian's. "They did what they had to do, Mr. Kinney, and I'm sorry that I can't give you the details, but they were both aware of the importance of what they were doing. They had a mission-"

"No." It was Derek's turn to interrupt. "You don't get to talk about missions," he said coldly as he stood up. "John's mission had nothing to do with whatever you made him do. John's mission was to stay alive. You- Look around you. You would have had plenty of volunteers to take their place. Any one of us would have gladly changed places with them, and if you had sent us, maybe there would be no deaths."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Reese, but I needed their skills," Leon said.

"Yeah, and that ended so well." He shook his head, before walking out. He was not going to deal with this shit.

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deeks_marty
2012-11-01 06:06 pm UTC (link)

Marty looked up at Sam, the weight of the other man's hand on his shoulder holding him in the room. But, he couldn't stomach what he was hearing. He was a cop and this was so wrong. Loyalty to Sam and G aside, there was so much wrong with this, Marty couldn't even defend it in his own mind. He agreed with Brian and Reese.

"What they had to do?" he asked, getting angry. It would have been better if the Director had never spoken. Pulling away from Sam, he stood in front of the Director's desk. "What they had to do was live. What Savannah had to do was see her two little girls grow up, to hear them say 'mamma' for the first time. Reese is right, there isn't anyone in this room who wouldn't have gone in their place. It's what we do." He slammed his open hand on the desk in front of him. "We're cops and agents and SEALs. This is what we do. We don't put the people we love in the line of fire when there are others who can do the job, when we can do the job, when we should be the ones doing the job."

He pushed off of the desk and suddenly realized he was shaking. Maybe G and Reese had the right of it. Get out of this room. Turning to Sam, he shook his head. "You're going to have your hands full with the rest of the family and I...can't. She'd want me to...but, I can't. I'll get the girls and go home and..." He shook his head again, eyes still as full of tears as anger. "I don't know. But, I can't stay here without doing something I'll regret later."

Like forcing his way into Vance's head and doing what HE had to do.

"Maybe Brian can give me a hand, if he wants." John had meant a lot to Savannah. She'd want Marty to look after him if she couldn't. It'd be easier than focusing on her loss. It would keep it from being real a little longer.

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sam_hanna
2012-11-01 06:15 pm UTC (link)

"Go. You and Kinney can take care of the girls. I'll check in with you later." He had no intention of leaving Deeks alone tonight. Or anyone else.

Brian wanted to protest, say that he had better things to do, but the only thing he could think of was taking every fucking pill he had in his possession and never come down from the high. Maybe he should do just that. "What?" He snapped, when he felt someone touch him. "If you tell me I should talk, I'm going to fucking hit you," he said when it realized that it was Morgan.

"No, but Deeks could use the help," Derek said softly.

"So does Derek," Brian answered. Not that he was planning on helping Derek. He had no idea what to tell the man. They had a strange alliance that rested on John, but now John was gone.

"I'll deal with Reese. You go with Marty." There was plenty to deal with at the moment, and he was already thinking ahead, because this time, Callen wouldn't be of any help.

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deeks_marty
2012-11-01 07:47 pm UTC (link)

Marty stopped and waved Derek away. He knew the man was trying to help. But, there was no helping. Marty put his own hand lightly on Brian's shoulder, removing it again after a second, needing only to draw Brian's attention. "They cared about each other," he said quietly. "She adopted him as a little brother as soon as he arrived and that meant something to both of them. They'd want us to help each other. You don't need to help me with the girls unless you want to. But, you do need to get out of here. Let them do whatever they're going to do. Neither of us really cares, do we? They'll do what they have to do," he bit out bitterly. "Come with me. Let's get out of here and leave them to it."

If Brian wanted to be on his own when they got out of that room, Marty would let him. He wasn't up to fighting anyone else's battles when he was staving off his own. But, leaving Brian here seemed like insult added to injury. The man had always been there for Savannah when she asked. The least Marty could do was have his back now when they had both lost the people they'd loved.

Or maybe it was just easier to bury his own pain in those cop instincts. Serve and Protect.

If only he'd been able to protect her.

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b_kinney
2012-11-01 08:05 pm UTC (link)

Brian didn't want to be logical, not right now, but the hole that he was feeling right now was going to destroy him. As long as he could stay angry, then he'd be fine. Anger gave you a reason to keep going, but he couldn't be angry at Deeks, not when he was talking about Savannah and John.

He nodded, because Deeks was right. He didn't give a damn about the arrangements they wanted "Yeah, okay, let them do what the fuck they want. Let's go." Except that was wrong too. He stopped again and turned to Vance. "Don't you dare plan a funeral for them. None of your bullshit."

"Whatever you and Mr. Deeks want," Leon answered.

Brian snorted. "We want them alive."

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