This is just another two-shot I wanted to do. I was inspired by a movie I saw recently to write this piece. Let me know what you think.
"Just stay close to me," Deeks whispered as he and Kensi were roughly pulled out of an unmarked van and shoved towards a warehouse. They had been grabbed when their cover had been blown on an undercover mission, and now they were being taken to somewhere unknown.
"Oh, that's comforting," Kensi muttered sarcastically under her breath, unwillingly allowing herself to be shoved towards the door. "I feel so much better."
Truthfully, Kensi was comforted by the close presence of her partner. They had gradually been growing closer over the last few months, especially since he had saved her life two weeks ago at the sports arena after the Russian agents took her. That night, after finishing their reports, they had gone out for a bite to eat, and she had talked to him more than she ever had before.
"Well, what do we have here?" a tall, shady looking man asked when Kensi and Deeks were brought inside the building.
"Two Feds were trying to trick us into selling the info to them," the guy gripping Kensi's arm declared. "But we got 'em, Boss. They didn't tell anybody anything!"
"Feds, huh?" the guy repeated, standing up slowly and rubbing his chin thoughtfully. He walked closer to Kensi. "This one's pretty cute."
"Stay away from her," Deeks growled protectively, trying to get away from his captor.
"Do I detect some jealousy?" the villain hissed, turning to the blonde LAPD detective. "Are you fond of this little lady here?" All of a sudden, he punched Deeks in the stomach as hard as he could, and the NCIS liaison doubled over, groaning loudly.
"Because if you aren't," the man continued to snarl, "I suggest you keep your mouth shut and only speak when I ask you a question." He jerked his head towards the back of the building. "Put them back there for a while."
Deeks was shoved into the small room, and Kensi was practically thrown in on top of him. The door was closed, locking them in, and they were alone.
"You okay?" Kensi asked Deeks as she got back to her feet slowly, dusting off her hands.
"I'm good," he declared, groaning as he sat up. "Damn, that guy has a mean punch!"
"You shouldn't have defended me," Kensi insisted sternly. "You'll just make them angry."
Deeks was angry instantly. "Excuse me if I was trying to stop him from leering at you. Personally, it disgusts me when someone looks at my partner like that, but I promise that next time I'll let him get by with whatever he wants. Don't worry about me. My lips are sealed from now on!" Deeks turned his back on Kensi when he had finished talking, and he felt her hand on his shoulder a few seconds later.
"I'm sorry, Deeks. I guess it bothered me to see you get hurt because you were defending me. And to be honest, I didn't like the way he was looking at me either," Kensi whispered. "Thanks for sticking up for me."
Deeks turned around slowly, his heart pounding in his chest; he could count on two hands the times that Kensi had voluntarily touched him since he came to NCIS, and this time was no different.
"Kens, you're important to me," he said quietly. "I don't know what I'd do if something should happen to you."
Kensi's lips parted slightly as if she was going to speak, but she hesitated, holding her breath. "Oh, Deeks," she finally breathed. "I—
Her words were cut short when the door slammed open and the two men reentered the room.
"You, the girl, you're coming with us," one of them declared.
"Like hell she is," Deeks snapped, stepping in front of Kensi quickly. "Take me instead, why don't you?"
"Cause the boss don't want you," the man growled. "Now get out of the way, blondie."
Deeks reared back slightly and threw the first punch, striking the man squarely on the jaw.
"No, Deeks!" Kensi cried as the second man dragged her from the room. "Deeks, it's okay! I'll be fine!"
"Kensi!" Deeks shouted, still fighting against the guy. Before he could get another punch in, the guy pulled out his gun and slammed the butt of it down on the back of Deeks' neck. The handsome, lovable young man sank to the ground, limp.
"Deeks!" Kensi screamed, struggling to get back to him. "Deeks!"
When Deeks regained consciousness, he was aware of someone screaming. It was a horrible, frantic sound, and it made him feel terribly helpless. Then, he realized who it was. It was Kensi. Kensi was screaming. Kensi was crying out for someone to help her. She sounded as if she was in agonizing pain. She sounded as if she was being tortured.
"Kensi!" Deeks shouted, getting to his feet slowly. "Kensi!"
The screaming and sobbing stopped all of a sudden, and Deeks breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that he had to get out of that damn room if he was going to save Kensi, though. He wasn't sure how he was going to do it, but he had to get started.