Okay, here's another "MISSING" Kensi/Deeks scene from the last episode, "Bounty". I hope you enjoy it.

After Deeks awkwardly explained to Sam and Callen that he admired the trust they had, he headed outside to his car. His plan was to head home, relax in front of the TV, and have a couple of beers before calling it a night. Instead, as he drove, he found himself thinking about Kensi, and how they needed to work on their trust. Deeks knew, all to well, that if he couldn't trust his partner completely, and she him, they could get themselves killed because of it.

"Aw, what the hell," Deeks muttered, doing a U-turn on an empty street and heading back to Kensi's house.

It was obvious when Kensi answered the door that she hadn't been expecting Marty Deeks to be standing there. Callen or Sam, maybe, but not Deeks. If she had known it was going to be him, she would be wearing something besides her bathrobe.

"Is something wrong?" she asked anxiously.

"No, no," Deeks hastened to assure her. "I just came by to talk for a little while, but I obviously," he paused to take in Kensi's wet hair and pink cotton bathrobe, "should have called first."

Kensi opened her door wider and stepped to the side. "It's fine, Deeks. I got out of the shower a few minutes ago is all. Come on inside."

Deeks had never seen Kensi's place, but it surprised him to find that all of the furnishings were in light, airy colors. The walls were painted soft blues or light greens, the living room furniture was a faded floral pattern, and the decorations were all feminine.

"You've got a pretty house," Deeks commented politely, walking past Kensi into the living room.

"Thanks," she replied. "So, what's up? And how did you know where I lived, anyway?"

"I asked Hetty last week," Deeks explained. "And I came over to apologize for not trusting you."

Kensi smiled warmly at her partner. "You don't have to apologize, Deeks. We're both a little skeptical of each other, and that's normal."

"Yeah, but at this stage in our relationship—uh, I mean partnership—we should have more faith in each other," Deeks insisted. "And I'll be the first to admit that I have trust issues."

Kensi gestured to the sofa. "Why don't we sit down?" she suggested. "Would you like a beer or a glass of wine? Soda?"

"I'll take a beer," Deeks accepted gratefully.

Kensi poured herself a glass of pinot noir and grabbed her partner a beer while Deeks made himself comfortable on the couch. He wasn't sure exactly what he wanted to say, but he knew that he needed to open up to Kensi and start trusting her.

When she returned with his drink, he took a swallow gratefully.

"So, Deeks, why do you have trust issues?" Kensi asked him after savoring the taste of her wine.

"Because after my dad lied to me as a child, I've had a hard time trusting anyone since," he admitted. "When I was eight, my mom left us for someone else, but I didn't know that at the time. I thought she was gone on a trip, and Dad kept telling me that she'd be home soon. Then, one day after school, I went to the movie theater with one of my friends and his family. Guess who I saw there?" Deeks paused and took a quick sip of his cold beverage. "My mom, with a strange man and another little boy. That's when I realized that she was never coming home to us."

"Did she see you?" Kensi wanted to know, her voice tight.

Deeks shook his shaggy head. "Nope, and I hid from her. Anyway, after that, I never trusted my dad again, and it has affected the way I trust other people, too."

Kensi took a deep breath. "You and I are partners, Deeks. We put our lives in each other's hands every day, right?"

"Right," Deeks agreed.

"And you know that I'll protect you, no matter what, right?"

"Yes," he said.

"And you would do the same for me?" Kensi asked him.

"Of course! I would do whatever it took to protect you," Deeks declared passionately.

Kensi smiled happily. "Then you and I are well on our way to becoming as trusting as Sam and Callen are. But remember, Deeks, they've been partners for close to two years now. We've only been partners for a few months, you know."

Deeks thought for a minute and then took a deep breath. "There's one major difference between them and us, though," he said.

"What's the difference?" Kensi wanted to know, confused.

"Well, I highly doubt that Sam is attracted to Callen," Deeks finally said, glancing up at Kensi hopefully…

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