The intimacy of Kensi and Deeks

Cognitive Intimacy

They had been discussing the merits of Top model, American Idol and Jersey Shore. Deeks couldn't see why these were her favourites and on permanent record on her tv decoder. Kensi couldn't see why he didn't understand that reality tv for her was better than some of the other stuff on tv and more importantly, reality tv reminded her as to the fact that people were oblivious to what they did on a daily basis. She wanted to be reminded of a reality that was different from her own. Deeks said if she wanted to watch reality tv, she should be watching sport that is reality. More importantly she could discuss the results and the plays with the rest of the guys. Or she should be out there surfing or doing something that was not tv orientated. Kensi laughed at that only to be told by Deeks to stop cackling. Both enjoyed trying to make the other see their side of the argument. So Deeks started watching top model with her and Kensi started doing stuff that wasn't so reality tv.


Emotional Intimacy

Deeks just knew that when he agreed to watch Titanic with Kensi, he was going to be receiving a bucket load of tears. He also knew that he would not tell a soul about this side of Kensi. A side that she only allowed him to see when she was feeling venerable. Deeks accepted that, just as he accepted that he was the one to bring beer and donuts to the movie viewing in her lounge. Kensi ordered pizza for dinner for both of them. Allowing Kensi to cuddle into him, he was surprised that she dropped off to sleep about half way through. He was happy that she trusted him enough to let him see her sleep. This had taken time to reach but it was worth it.


Experimental Intimacy

They were in the gun range. Both were focused on the training at hand. Each was firing their weapon at repetitive intervals. As each magazine was emptied and each target was destroyed. They were in synchronization with the other. Instead of two different gun shots, each pull of the trigger was like they were together so only one shot sounded. When Callen and Sam stepped into the room to take another of the lanes at the firing range. They watched the partners and could see the focus of each mirrored in the other, the shots on the target followed by the magazine change. They even hit the target retrieval button at the same time. The only time they were not matching the other's moves was when Deeks stepped away to get new targets and Kensi removed the existing ones from both lanes before Deeks handed her a new target to attach to the clips, then they were back getting the targets on and back in position.

Later in the armoury Kensi and Deeks were huddled over their targets and comparing their accuracy on each. Each pointing to their own then the other's target.


Physical Intimacy

Deeks was sitting on the beach watching the tide. Waves softly rolled into the shore and made little crashes before being pulled back out. No good for surfing. The water just calmed him. Taking away the stresses of the case that they had completed. The torture and killing of military, cops and federal agents. It had cost some people their lives. Deeks was struggling trying to understand what would make a person or group of people think that killing is the right way to achieve their means. He had come down here with a cup of coffee but the coffee was long gone. He needed to move and get dinner when a friendly voice came out of nowhere.

"I thought that I would bring dinner."

Turning his head he saw his partner holding a collection of burgers and chips with drinks. Sitting down beside him, invading his personal space.

"I had Eric check your location while I was getting dinner" Kensi smiled at him as she handed over a drink before handing over his burger and placing the chips between them.

"Thanks Kens," Deeks smiled back at her as he accepted his burger. "Some things I just don't get."

"I know, it's the why factor," Kensi answered.

"Human nature," Deeks added before they fell into silence, eating dinner and just enjoying the closeness of the other.

Once they had finished and cleaned up around them, they walked over to the bins and deposited their rubbish. This wasn't two people walking alone, Deeks had one arm around Kensi's shoulders and she had one arm around his waist. Sometimes words were just not needed between them.