Turn of Events

Office of Special Projects

Nell worked tirelessly besides Eric, while Deeks and Kensi continued to check out all of the known locations the gang had been to, over the past three months. Owen Granger and Michael Nassir visited known associates of the gang, in hope someone would know where Sam was. Nothing came up from their searches and it brought them all back to the Office of Special Projects, feeling dejected. Hetty called in all her known contacts, in hope that someone could help. Lastly, she dialled Arkady Kolcheck. The former KGB agent was known to have a soft heart for her team leader, she hoped that he might have heard something with regards to Sam.

"Mr Kolcheck," she greeted him.

"Henrietta, is Callen okay?" If the situation hadn't been so pressing, she would have settled on updating him on Callen's situation, however, time was of the essence.

"He's fine, Mr Kolcheck. His partner, however, is not." Arkady listened to Hetty explain the situation in hope that he could provide them some form of intel to help locate Sam, before it was too late.

Arkady's Mansion

"I see. I will make a few calls and see what I can find out for you, Henrietta." He disconnected the call and shook his head with a smirk on his face, when he found his old friend walk out holding his bodyguards hostage with his weapon. "I see you still don't have any trust for my men, yet you continue to come to me when you need something. I've told you before, Callen, I am not interested in providing you with favours, I have a business to run. You still owe me a favour from eighteen months ago."

John Summers stepped out from behind his son and saw the look of surprise on Arkady's face. "Hello, Arkady. It's been a long time, my old friend."

"Nikita?" Arkady's grin broadened and he greeted his old friend with a hug.

"You said you didn't know who my father was," Callen told him annoyed. He'd hoped that the Russian could have helped him locate him when he finally found out his father's name. Although now he knew it to be an alias. And here he was greeting his father like an old friend.

Arkady pulled back and looked over at Callen. "You look so much like your father, how could I not know whose son you were." He looked between the father and son, gazing at their shared cerulean eyes.

"Then why did you lie to me?" Callen was tired of people keeping secrets from him. He wanted to put Arkady in a position where he felt he owed him something and not the other way round.

"I hadn't seen your father for a very long time. Not until today." Arkady grinned over to John, happy to see him again. "I had nothing new that I could give you. All I would have done is given you false hope. But why get upset about this now, you've found each other." He patted Callen on the back. "You need to relax, moy syn."

"How can I when my partner is missing?" Callen scanned the garden for danger.

"Ah, yes. Henrietta just called me and asked for my help. I was about to make some calls. How are you, my old friend?" Arkady poured some tea for his guests.

"I'm fine." Callen deviated his gaze to the tea pot, wishing he could do more for his partner, than chase up old contacts for help.

Arkady studied Callen for a moment and frowned. "No, you're not fine." He looked over to John, and he became curious as to why there was something amiss about his old friend. "What's going on? Henrietta doesn't normally call me as well as you visit me. Have you two had a fight?"

"No. We're good. We need to find Sam, Arkady. We'll let you make your calls." Callen sat with his arms crossed over his chest, as he waited for Arkady to make those calls he promised.