Marshal Deeks AU
Summary: Marty Deeks is appointed to the U.S. Marshal's after passing the California bar and only answers to the US Attorney General.
A/N 1: This story is fully AU. It resides in my head, and in there, ANYTHING is possible.
A/N 2: This story wasn't supposed to turn out this way but it pretty much went the way it wanted to go. Now multi-chapter.
A/N 3:The U.S. Marshals Service performs tactical operations for sensitive and classified missions involving homeland security, national emergencies, domestic crises and the intelligence community.
The Special Operations Group is a specially trained and equipped tactical unit deployed in high-risk and sensitive law enforcement situations, national emergencies, civil disorders and natural disasters. SOG U.S. marshals meet higher standards and complete rigorous training in specialties such as high-risk entry, explosive breaching, sniper/observer, rural operations, evasive driving, less-lethal weapons, waterborne operations and tactical medical support. Group members also act as the agency's primary response force for any critical incident nationally and worldwide as ordered by the attorney general or the Marshals Service director.
A/N 4: A BIG THANK YOU TO NHERBIE FOR HER REVIEW OF MY LITTLE STORY. THANKS NANCY !
DISCLAIMER: I own only the characters I created in my messed up head. The other ones just come out to play with me now and again.
Chapter 1
Thursday morning finds U.S. Marshal, Marty Deeks, pulling into the parking lot of the address the A.G. gave him and wonders if it may be wrong. This old looking building is boarded up and has several condemned signs on the side wall by the doors. He notices that there are other vehicles parked about the lot and they're all high end. Well, he thinks, may as well open the door and venture down the rabbit hole. As soon as he enters the building he notices there's a camera and parabolic mic pointing at the doorway. Hmmm he thinks, someone knows I'm here. He walks down the short hallway to what looks like an open area. As he gets close to the area, he feels a presence behind him and then a hand on his shoulder. Without conscious thought, he grabs the hand on his shoulder, twisting it, bringing the person to his front where he grabs the guy by the throat and body slams him to the floor and pulls his gun, pointing it at the man's head. With his hand squeezing the big man's windpipe he says menacingly, "Who the hell are you? Answer me or your funeral will be a closed coffin." With saying that, Marty cocks his gun and takes his hand away from the man's throat.
The guy brings a hand to his throat and rubs it and squeaks out, "I'm Special Agent Sam Hanna. I work here. Who are you?"
"That would be U.S. Marshal Marty Deeks of the Special Operations Group of the U.S. Attorney General's office. Also the only marshal that roams all the districts and answers ONLY to the A.G. It's been hinted at that he's their golden boy, their best deep cover marshal." Hetty replies as she walks over to them. "You may let him up now, Mr. Deeks."
"You must be Henrietta Lange. A.G. Loretta Gibbet told me to say hello." As he gets up from kneeling over Sam, he holds his hand down to help Sam get to his feet.
"Yes, but please call me Hetty and how is Retta?"
"She's fine." Marty replies, and then gets to the point as to why he's here. "I'm here to be debriefed on the military guns and explosives coming into the country via the Tomás Cartel in San Diego. I was undercover there for the last four months and last week we got the last piece we needed to shut everything down. Arrests were made early this morning, effectively shutting down that entry point."
"Well," Hetty says, "Assistant Director Granger won't be back from Washington until late tonight. How about we debrief tomorrow?"
"Not a problem. I'll find a place to stay tonight and be in first thing in the morning. Sound good?"
"Yes, it does. Let me introduce you to other members of the team. You've already met Sam Hanna."
"Yeah, sorry about that Agent Hanna, but the op I just came off of was nasty. Had that happened while I was undercover, I would be expecting a knife entering my body. So without thinking, I took you out of my harm's way."
"It's all good." Sam murmurs and rubs his throat some more.
"This is G. Callen, the team leader. Next to him is Agent Kensi Blye."
As he drops Agent Callen's hand he turns to Agent Blye and reaches for hers. As he takes her hand, he feels something like current running up his arm. What the . . . he wonders, and then he looks at her. He is completely stunned at her beauty and mesmerized by her mismatched eyes. He stumbles out a greeting, "Hello, Agent Blye," and thinks to himself, Really? What kind of greeting is that? You could have done so much better than a simple hello. Too late now.
Kensi takes his hand and notices the butterflies take flight in her stomach and her heart rate jumps up. She doesn't understand that and then she looks at Marshal Deeks face and knows why as she gets lost in those eyes! They should be outlawed. As she says hello, he smiles at her and his whole face lights up. He made her feel like she was the only person in the room. If he was around here too much, I would be in so much trouble.
"And finally," Hetty says, "our tech group. This is our computer specialist, Eric Beale, and this is his partner, tech analyst Nell Jones. Between them they run ops very efficiently."
"Pleased to meet you, Eric," Deeks shakes his hand and then he takes Nell's hand and as soon as he does, her face goes instant crimson. She looks at him and sees nothing but happiness and wonders if there's a bottom to those eyes. And those lips, would I ever like to try those out once! Like that's ever gonna happen. I have a better chance at winning the lottery she thinks, as she takes his hand and says "Pleased to meet you." And means every word.
Marty smiles one of his infectious smiles at her and says, "Likewise, I'm sure," as he thinks how nice it would be to run his hands through her hair, or kiss those soft, supple lips, or wake up next . . . WAIT! WHAT AM I THINKING? NO! ABORT! ABORT! No time for those kinds of thoughts. Simmer down Deeks or you'll make yourself look like a doofus.
"Well, Mr. Deeks, that is everyone. So, until I see you tomorrow morning, enjoy yourself." Hetty walks back to her office for a cup of tea. He also notices her picking up a letter opener and gazing at it. I wonder what that's all about he thinks.
Well, Marty thinks, what am I going to do tonight? I don't know anyone and I sure don't want to spend the night in my hotel room. Maybe I'll ask Kensi out for dinner. No, I better not do that. She is SO far out of my league I would need a passport. No, someone like Nell. That's who I really want to go out with. She's so sweet and wholesome looking and I need some sweetness in my life. I'll see if she's seeing anyone. Eric and her are still standing on the landing going up to ops so he walks over and asks, "Nell, may I speak to you for a minute?"
"Yes, sure thing."
"Nell, are you seeing anyone?" As soon as he asks that, Eric's face goes all red and his mouth starts moving like a fish out of water.
Nell quietly answers, "No, I'm not seeing anyone. I thought there might have been someone at one point but it never materialized. Why?"
"Well, I was hoping to ask you out for dinner. I really don't want to spend the night alone in my hotel room. What do you say?"
"Oh yes!" Nell squeals, "I'd really like that!"
As soon as she answers, Eric's face fell and he stammers out, " I need to get upstairs. It was good meeting you, Marshal Deeks," and turns away.
"Alright then. How about I pick you up around 7 pm?"
"That sounds great! Here, let me give you my number and address." She hands him a piece of paper.
"See you at 7, Nell."
As he walks toward the exit, Hetty calls him back. "Mr. Deeks, I took the liberty to book you a hotel room at the Hilton. It's for one night but can be extended if needed."
"Thank you Hetty, that was thoughtful."
"Nonsense Mr. Deeks! Enjoy your evening in the City of Angels." She turns to walk back to her desk, but not before noticing the strange look on Miss Blye's face.
Later that night, after dinner, Nell and Marty went to a club for a few drinks and some dancing. They found they had a lot in common and the conversation flowed naturally. Nell was very happy they got along so well and thought maybe he would ask her out again. Before they decided to call it an evening, Marty asked her if she would like to take a walk along the beach. He's always had a thing for beaches. They always had a calming effect on him. They walked and talked for quite awhile and then he realized the time. He had to get Nell home. But first, there was something he needed to do. He turned to face Nell and took her hands in his, "Nell, I don't mean to be forward, but I would really like to kiss you right now."
As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Nell wrapped her arms around his neck and brought her lips to his. It was all she had thought it would be and yet so much more. His lips moved with hers and she felt his tongue ask for entrance and she opened her mouth and deepened the kiss. As soon as that happens, she feels Marty's hands in her hair and it feels so good. I must be dead she thinks, because this has to be heaven. They separate when they need air and look at each other. Nell thinks to herself that she really needs more of those and brings her lips to his again. This one has all the tenderness in it that Marty has for her and it makes her feel really special and yet, as nice as it feels, it seems to be missing something. I wonder, Nell thinks. After a few more long, soulful, kisses, Marty says, "Nell, I need to get you home now. Tomorrow is going to come early for you."
"We have no need to be there until 10 a.m. and it's only midnight yet. We have time yet Marty. I have an idea. Let's go back to my place for a drink or two."
"Nell, are you sure about that? I can't promise you that I'd be a perfect gentleman. I don't want to ruin a great night because of some indiscretion."
"It'll be fine Marty. " as she takes his hand and they start walking to his truck.
Marty pulls into the mission parking lot the next morning earlier than expected. As he sits there he thinks again of the kisses last night. While they were nice, there was just something missing. It was more like kissing a friend rather than kissing a possible girlfriend. Just as he thinks that, she pulls into the lot and parks her Mini Cooper.
As Nell gets out of her car she sees Marty standing by his truck and walks over to talk to him before going in. "Morning Marty. Thanks again for last night. I enjoyed it very much."
"I'm glad. I'm sorry I didn't stay though. I really wanted to, but I just couldn't take a chance on ruining the evening. You're worth more than a one night stand Nell. Add to that the fact that I have no idea from day to day where I'm going to be. It just wouldn't be fair to you."
"You should let me worry about that," and she softly kisses him.
"Nell, we need to go inside now before we get carried away. Time for this later." With that said they walk inside the mission together and Nell reaches for his hand and surprises herself with her actions. She's normally not this outgoing, but there's just something about Marty that makes her want to be close to him. It feels the same as when I'm near Eric. Wait . . . What? she thinks to herself.
As they walk through the hallway towards the stairs, he notices the other three agents are here also. They all look up as they come nearer to the bull pen, and all say good morning. Deeks and Nell continue to the stairs and as she goes up, she stops on the landing to talk to him for just a moment longer. This time he reaches for her hand and she lets him, not caring what the others see or even think.
As Hetty sits at her Desk waiting for Granger to show up she sees her tech analyst and the marshal holding hands. That's something that she hadn't expected. She really thought it would be Miss Blye in Nell's place. In fact she was actually hoping it would have been Miss Blye. She needed someone like Mr. Deeks to settle her down a bit. She saw the looks that passed between the two yesterday when they were introduced and figured it was a foregone conclusion. It looks to me I was wrong as she takes another sip of tea.
The debrief took a little over an hour to complete at which time Assistant Director Granger took his leave to make some phone calls and as Marshal Deeks started to rise from his chair, Hetty asked him to stay for a minute. "Have you ever thought of leaving the Marshals Mr. Deeks?"
"As a matter of fact, I have," was his reply. "In fact, my time is coming up to let the AG know if I want to stay another four years and I was thinking of doing something else. I've been doing this for 12 years now and I'm getting a little tired of running all over the country. . I would really like to have someone to come home to on a daily basis. Still, I think of that every 4 years when my appointment comes up. In truth, being a marshal is more about what I am, not what I do. Why do you ask?"
"Well, my team is an agent short. When we have a mission coming up, we pull a temp agent up from San Diego. I need another full time agent and you would fill the job splendidly. I have talked to your boss, and she and I talked of you joining my team. You would stay being a marshal, but work cases with us. She would have access to you for undercover ops when you weren't involved in anything here. We do the same as you with the exception of our cases involve Navy personnel or threats to the country."
"Well Hetty, would I be allowed to spend time with Nell? Or is that frowned on?"
"That would be up to you and Nell and from what I noticed earlier, I think she would be fine with it."
"Then I am also. If you really want me, I'm yours."
"I'm pretty sure I can get permission from Retta, if you want to start in a week or so. It's up to you of course."
"Ok Hetty. What must I do?"
Hetty pulls out some paperwork and asks him to sign on the dotted line.
After he signs the paper, he runs upstairs to ops. When he enters the room, the techies turn and look to see who came in. He notices a strange look on Eric's face like he wasn't welcome or something but it passed fairly fast. The look on Nell's face however was nothing but sweetness.
"Hey Marty, what's up?" Nell asks.
"Nell, Hetty and my boss were talking and she just offered me a job to work on the team. I would still be a marshal, but I would work strictly with this team unless the A.G. needed me. And even then, I would need to be free of any operations here before I would go to help her. So, whatcha doing tonight for dinner?"
"Why Marty, I'm going out with you," as she puts on the brightest little smile he'd ever seen. "Then after, we can join your new team at the bar for drinks. Sound good?"
Marty responds thoughtfully, "It does. It sounds like a great evening."
When Eric hears that, his heart breaks. Why did I wait so long? Maybe I should still say something before they get any closer. Maybe she would see I should be the one with her. With that, he turns back to his computers and decides to tell her when she comes back to ops.
With that, they hear the doors whoosh open and Hetty walks in. "Mr. Deeks, we should inform the team of their new member in a minute or so.
"That sounds good Hetty. I think I may have found a home here."
"Well then, let's go down and tell the rest of the team about their new member."
"Come on Nell. Share this moment with me."
"Gladly, Marty." They leave for the bull pen.
As Hetty tells the team of Deeks's upcoming plans of becoming their fourth member, Kensi sees Nell's hand take hold of Marty's and he in turn squeezes hers. Kensi thinks to herself that he really looks good in that blue shirt and the way that he fills out his jeans is really something. Thoughts enter her head that in no way should be there and they're all about a soft, flat, area.
After Hetty makes her announcement, she turns and heads back to her office with thoughts of the partners running through her head. This addition should make her team very strong.
Nell looks up and says " I'll talk to you later, Marty."
"Ok Nell, see you later," and gives her hand a little squeeze.
As Hetty is sitting at her desk sipping a tea, her phone rings. "Hello, this is Lange."
"Hetty, this is Loretta Gibbet. I hate having to trouble you, but, I need Deeks for an undercover drug op in Oregon. He's one of the few undercover marshals that ever made it inside this ring."
"Well Retta, he really hasn't started anything yet so it would be a perfect time."
"Great," Letty replies, "I'll send him all the info he will need and hopefully get him up there by Monday. Talk to you later, Hetty."
Meanwhile, up in ops, Nell was just sitting down at her station. She sees Eric looking kinda weird at her and wonders what's up. "Eric, anything wrong? You look strange."
"Nell, with the arrival of Marty Deeks and the way you two seemed to hit it off, it's made me realize my feelings towards you are not just platonic. I know it's probably too late Nell, but I have to tell you or I'll never forgive myself. Nell, I love you! I have for some time now but was always too scared to say anything. But, now I have to. Please don't go with Marty. You belong with me!"
Well, Nell is just flabbergasted. She has wanted this for so long but had thought it was never going to happen and then Marty comes along to throw a wrench in the works. No matter what though, she remembers the feeling when Marty kissed her. It just seemed like something was missing, a spark maybe. It felt really great, but just not right. There's one way I can find out she thinks. "Eric . . . Kiss me!"
Eric's heart stutters and then he stammers out, "Wh . . . What? You want me to kiss you? Here and now ? In OPS?"
"Yes, I need to check something."
With that, they stand up and gently kiss and the earth seems to tremble for Nell and she realizes what was missing with Marty. THIS is the man I'm supposed to be with. How am I going to tell Marty? I need to do it before too long. Maybe tonight at the team bonding night out, or now before we go out for dinner. Now would be the best as she looks at Eric and how red his face is.
Downstairs, Hetty walks over to the bullpen and talks to Deeks. "Mr. Deeks, a word please."
"Sure Hetty. What's up?
"Ms. Gibbet called and needs you for an undercover op in Oregon. She's sending us all the info she has on it and would like you to use the alias you used the last time."
"When do I need to leave, Hetty?"
"She would like you to be up there by Monday. Can you tell us anything about this op or is it all hush - hush?"
"No, I see no reason to keep it a secret from you. It's pretty ingenious really. There's a fish canning factory up there that is suspected of importing Heroin. It comes in on fishing trawlers and unloads at the factory with the fish and then is separated inside and then canned. The only way you can notice what cans have drugs inside is the color of the label. The labels are black and white with the letters just a bit off, while the ones with the fish in are colored. We stumbled across the operation a few years ago but had nothing concrete to go on. We have lately discovered that the trawlers, factory, and employees are all owned by a drug cartel. I'll know more when the info comes in. What we're trying to find out is when the shipment comes in. It varies from month to month, and our hands are tied until we know. Right now, everything is circumstantial."
After hearing that, Hetty murmurs, "The bad guys seem to be getting smarter" and turns away to go back to her office.
As Deeks watches her walk away, he notices Nell coming down the stairs and walks towards her with a smile coming to his face.
"Marty, I really need to talk to you. Can we go someplace a little more private?"
"Sure Nell. How about over there?"
"Yeah, that'll be ok" and she wonders how she's going to tell him and decides to just come out with it as they walk over to the alcove wall. "Marty, remember yesterday when you asked me if I was seeing anyone and I said I thought there might have been someone at one point but it never materialized? Well, it just materialized. I have strong feelings for Eric and he feels the same as I. I'm so sorry Marty, but I had to tell you before this went any further. Please forgive me, Marty?"
"There's nothing to forgive Nell. Love always trumps friendship and to tell you the truth, I felt like there was something missing. I didn't feel that spark that should have been there. But I AM glad I kissed you. Your kisses are amazing!"
Hearing that, Nell turns the brightest red Deeks has ever seen and she says, "Thank you Marty. I wish it could have been different but . . ."
"I know Nell. C'mon, let's go back to the others."
Unnoticed by Deeks and Nell, Kensi was watching them. She was stunned at what was going on. She read both of their lips and body language and was surprised that her heart rate picked up and the butterflies took off in her stomach once again. She felt sad for Deeks and happy for Nell. Finally, Nell and Eric are getting together! And Deeks is still unclaimed. She finds herself happier about this than she should be.