I FELT LIKE WRITING SOMETHING FUNNY, SO I CAME UP WITH THIS. IT WILL MOST LIKELY BE A ONE-SHOT. HOPE YOU LIKE IT!
DON'T OWN IT.
"Hey, Kens, I'm lost. Where are you?" Deeks asked. He had managed to lose his cell phone with the building layout, and his gun while fighting with some Marine on steroids. Both items were kicked out of his hands, and the only reason he was still alive was because he bolted for his life. The only problem with that strategic plan was that he didn't pay attention to where he was running.
"Really, Deeks? Really? Now is not the time to be lost." Came Kensi's reply. Over the earwigs, Deeks heard gunfire.
"I know that. I'll explain later. In the meantime, wanna come get me?"
"Sure. It's not like I'm getting shot at or anything." She said in a sarcasm-rich tone.
"Well, when bullets stop raining on you, feel free to find me."
"Don't worry. I will." His partner assured him.
"Great." Deeks sighed in relief, allowing himself to sit down on the cold floor.
"And just to let you know, I am going to kill you."
"I know." Deeks replied.
"Densi, how long have you guys been married?" Callen asked.
"Shut up!" They yelled in unison.
"Is everything clear?" Sam inquired.
"Yeah." Kensi replied.
"I am." Callen said.
"I think so." Deeks muttered.
"Great. Now all we gotta do is find your useless butt and get you out." Sam said. They all pictured the smirk on his face.
"I'm not useless!" Deeks declared.
"Shaggy, you managed to get lost. What do you think?" Kensi quipped, suddenly appearing in front of Deeks with his Beretta and iPhone.
"Nice to see you're alive, Fern."
I WOULD LOVE TO ADD TO THIS, I'M JUST NOT SURE HOW. I'M OPEN TO SUGGESTIONS!