NCIS: Los Angeles

A Kensi & Deeks Story

Written By

Becca

Disclaimer: Do not own these characters so please don't sue me

My inspiration for the this story came to me when I was watching "Disorder" the other day and so I got writing and planning, so enjoy please review but no angst please. When I write fanfiction I like to write the characters lines in a way I know they would say them, I don't like writing fanfiction when I know a certain character wouldn't say some sort of line or other so anyway enough with the heavy, enjoy!

Chapter One

"Really? Were gonna have this conversation...again!" Detective Marty Deeks exclaimed in disbelief as he and his partner Agent Kensi Blye stood face to face having a standoff in the middle of their office, Deeks leant casually on his partners looking godlike in a white button down shirt whilst Kensi glared, arms folded stiffly over her chest which was covered in black T-Shirt.

"Give. It. Back. Now" Kensi demanded, holding her hand open.

Deeks pursed his lips together to refrain from laughing at his partner, who frankly scared him a little when she was in one of her 'moods'

"I don't know what you're talking about" Deeks denied poorly averting his eyes from the utilizing power of Kensi's deep chocolate brown eyes

"I know you have it, now give" Just as Kensi was mentally contemplating whether or not to slash Deeks's tires Agents Callen and Hanna entered the office their bags slung over their shoulders, looking casual and ready for work. They stopped up short in the entrance on their office both their eyes scrutinising the situation in front of them.

"Fighting?" Sam asked loud enough for Kensi and Deeks to hear into Callen's ear with a poorly hid smile.

"Defiantly" Answered Callen, they both moved then, Sam took his seat at his desk opening up a newspaper whilst Callen continued to watch Kensi and Deeks both had straightened their positions.

Kensi sighed heavily in anger and frustration

"Deeks-"Kensi began in a threatening voice

"Give me my journal now or else" She threatened, the light that poured through the high windows danced across Kensi's face and hair making her look golden and furious. Callen and Sam glanced at each other momentarily then grinned to themselves as the trouble unfolded

"Or else what?" Deeks challenged in an amused voice

"Or else I'll tell Hetty about what you did to her Segway" Kensi answered with a satisfied voice, all amusement vanished from Deeks's face

"You wouldn't..." He trailed off standing tall now, Kensi grinned smugly as she watched Deeks flounder

"Ooh, better give it up Deeks" Sam said from behind his paper, Callen watched the scene from his desk. There was a moment of silence before either of the agents spoke, Callen's eyes darting back and forth between the agents neither seemed willing to break the silence

"Okay, here's the deal how about you don't tell Hetty and I'll help you find the journal?" Deeks offered, Kensi scowled powerfully and just about growled in anger

"Deeks!" She shouted, shaking her head as if she was trying to shake off a bad memory

"Deeks, as a friend I'd give it to her now" Callen warned watching Kensi with worried and amused eyes. Deeks looked between Callen and Kensi with panicked eyes.

Lucky for Deeks, there was suddenly an extremely loud whistle sound. All four agents looked up to the staircase where sure enough at the top of it Eric Beale stood in his usual shorts, flip-flops, curly hair, glasses and the small tablet in his hands

"We got one" He announced in a loud voice, all the agents stood and headed for the stairs

"This is not over" Kensi threatened once more then left walking ahead with Sam, Deeks hung behind with his arms open in a gesture that said "What did I do?"

"I didn't take it!" he called out to Kensi who looked back with upmost anger on her face.

"Did you take the journal Deeks?" Callen asked standing beside him

"No" Deeks answered his jaw setting, Callen shrugged once then carried on to the stairs

"Best hope Kensi figures that out soon" Callen called back.

Deeks jogged up to the stairs.

Up in Ops, the team waited patiently information for their next case on the Interactive Board, Nell stood with Eric besides the board waiting whilst Hetty sat in Eric's usual red leather chair. Sam and Kensi leant against the large table usually used as a gathering area as Callen and Deeks entered Kensi glared.

Once they were settled beside their team mates Hetty spoke

"Role the video Mr. Beale" Hetty requested in a calm voice, Eric hit a button on his tablet and a video of security camera rolled.

On it: two men dressed in casual clothes faced three men standing in formation, the two men had their backs to the camera making identification impossible.

"This is a security video from outside a club in Hollywood Boulevard, the three men are: Victor Nixon, Jimmy Fish and Carlos Hernandez apart of a local drug cartel run by Mad Johnny Lewis a drug lord on LAPD's wanted list two of his men killed an LAPD Officer three months ago in a drug bust-"Eric began running the video the three men talk to the two other men, it's dark making it hard to watch. About two minutes in the two end men pull out guns and shoot at the men, one of the men goes down the other gets shot in the arm and runs off.

"Nixon, Fish and Hernandez were talking to these two guys last night but the conversation went south and so Fish and Hernandez shot-"Eric continued, then brought up a Marine's information sheet the kind we see all the time.

"Lieutenant Michael Edwards, stationed at Camp Pendleton he was on leave and according to his C.O was going on his third tour next week, we checked into his bank accounts and phone records one hour before his death Edwards made a series of phone calls to a man called Leo Evans" Just as Eric had finished, he brought up Evans's driving license.

All the irritation built up in Kensi melted away and was replaced with shock, fear and panic. This Leo Evans was handsome, flawless, blue eyes, brown hair and not the man she was expecting to see.

"This is all we've managed to find out about Evans but LAPD think he was called to meet Edwards for the meet as muscle" He was right, Evans was muscular not like Sam's brawn and scary bands of muscle but muscular like a... Taylor Lautner?

"Play the shoot out, Eric" Sam ordered, Eric did his thing and the tape played again. The man in front believed to be Nixon looked like he was getting angry, Edwards raised his hands in surrender except for Evans and then the shots were fired

"Kensi, can you lip read them?" Asked Sam, turning to Kensi who was showing absolutely no sign of ever moving again

"Kensi?" Callen said again, worried now.

"The man, who ran off" She began.

"His name isn't Evans" She finally got out, everyone exchanged confused glances

"Well then who is he?" Nell asked timidly

"Corporal Jack Matthews" She got out eventually, her breathing uneven now; Deeks watched her nervously.

"Who?" Asked Eric in confusion, Kensi gripped the side of the counter for support looking Callen and Sam straight in the eyes

"My ex-fiancé"

Thanks for reading this will be continued, tell me what you think. Ideas you think would be good for the next chapter? What you want to see happen? Tell me! But nicely please