A/n: I'm going for some hiatus multi-chapter fun. I hope to branch this from Talia and wrap it to Hetty and complete the circle while filling my need for Densi fluff. I'm not sure how often I'll update. The first chapter was fun to play with. And I do plan to finish 34 Weeks, I don't love the story and I've been busy, thus not being done. The end.
So my proofreading on this was like :p so typos will probably be plentiful. I'm sorry.
She stood in the boatshed bathroom, staring into the little mirror, for far too long.
She just needed to look drop dead gorgeous. She knew what this feeling she had was, it was jealousy. She recognized it in the pit of her stomach. She didn't want it to be there, she didn't want to acknowledge it, but it was SO there.
She tousled her hair a few more times, letting it drape around her shoulders.
Meanwhile, Deeks stood there looking at Talia, completely lost.
What on earth was going on?
Talia knew from the first interaction she had with Kensi that they were more than just partners, but that meant nothing if they wouldn't admit it. She recognized that look on Kensi's face when she spoke the words "hooked up" and when she hugged Deeks. It made her angry. Talia definitely thought that she could have some fun with this.
Kensi emerged from the bathroom, and Deeks' eyes went straight for her. Talia decided to test her theory, shrugging her shirt off of her shoulders. She pulled her shoulders back, popping her chest out. She watched Kensi do the exact same thing, and she watched Deeks eyes remain glued on his partner. He did look completely mortified about all of this, but nonetheless, he was staring at hair over boobs. He was a man in love.
The trio got back onto the case, and though awkwardness ensued, they got things done. Kensi appeared on edge, as if she was tiptoeing around him.
When they got the call to back up Callen and Sam, they immediately hopped in the car and took off, leaving Talia behind at the boatshed. When they saw that the submarine had gone missing, the look on Kensi's face sent a knife through Deeks' chest.
"We're going to find them," Deeks said, quickly locking eyes with her before resuming to their jobs.
With the guidance of Eric and Nell in OPS, they were able to get Callen and Sam back safely. Minor injuries, no big incidents. Kensi felt the tension still tight in her muscles though; her nerves were driving her mad as Deeks drove them back to the boatshed. It didn't help that she'd be in there when they got out.
"I need a snack cake," Kensi blurted out, rubbing her fingers on her temple.
"Check the glove box," he said, eyes never glancing off the road. Sure enough, there were brand new boxes of Twinkies, Ding-Dongs, and Fudge Rounds.
"Why do you have these in your car?" she asked, opening the Twinkie box.
"For you. Duh," he said nonchalantly.
She unwrapped the Twinkie carefully, thinking slowly about what he'd said. However her hunger overtook her and she shoved the entire pastry in her mouth. They were at the boatshed by the time she finished, and Talia was waiting outside.
"What the hell was that? You guys just ran off!" Talia shouted, and Kensi just furled up her nostrils.
Suddenly, Talia's eyes drifted to the box of Twinkies laying on the console.
"Twinkies? Hey, hand me one of those," Talia stated.
Kensi's draw dropped. Those were her Twinkies that her partner had bought for her. They were not for some pretty faced DEA agent who apparently pranced into Deeks' life while she'd been reassigned.
She was really ready to kill Hetty for that assignment.
Kensi's eyes had narrowed and her mouth had come up into a tight frown, and Deeks tensed up too. Talia needed to stop. Now. Before Kensi literally cut her.
Kensi grabbed another Twinkie from the box, ripped open the package, and turned herself to Talia. She ran her tongue down the side of it, and then extended her arm to Talia and with a fake smile said, "Here."
Talia looked at Kensi in utter disgust. "How rude," she said.
With that, Kensi came unglued. "Oh don't you even…"
Kensi only got about 4 words into her rant before Deeks interrupted.
"Ladies, PLEASE. We are all adults here, and you're acting like teenagers. This needs to stop, right now," he said forcefully.
"If she'd just admit that she's in love with you than this would be a lot easier," Talia said.
"Oh please, if he'd just admit that he was in love with you, then this would be over," Kensi said, looking over at Deeks as she said it.
"LADIES. That is ENOUGH," Deeks snarled, hushing both of them. Talia shrugged into the backseat. However, Kensi leaned into the window, lost in her thoughts.
Her thoughts were a tangled mess; a mix between Deeks' feelings for her and his feelings for Talia.
If there was one thing that Kensi had learned in Afghanistan, it was that she was not good enough.
Jack had taught her that. He had shown her that she was like hitting the ground. Having a life with her was hard. She was deserving of pain.
And as much as she believed she felt for Deeks, she wanted him to be happy. If his happiness meant she was unhappy, so be it.
But she had so desperately hoped that he was going to be hers. Another part of her heart she hid, more of her third heart was devoted to him than he'd ever know about.
And the raccoons. And the knife. And now this.
That was about the time Kensi's mind wandered back to when she had said "She's beautiful," and his reply was, "You're beautiful."
They have terrible communication skills, and she doesn't necessarily know what he meant by that sentence.
She tries to break it down in to syllables, and then when that doesn't work, she moves to letters and then whole chucks of words.
"You're beautiful."
Could there actually not be a double meaning? Could it not be a metaphor? Could he actually have just said what he meant?
"You're beautiful."
Did he really think she was beautiful?
Her heart raced, and her mind raced back to the top of that hill about a year ago.
"How's that for communication?"
"It's a love story."
"You're beautiful."
Could she have been missing him the whole time? Was she imagining all of this?
Did he love her, or had he drifted to Talia?
There was no in between. Either he was hers, or he wasn't. And she needed to know.