TITLE: Random Songs

SUMMARY: thought that the iPod challenge was fun to try out.

Rules of the Challenge: Pick a fandom. Put your favourite playlist on your iPod on shuffle. For the first 10 songs, write a drabble or short one-shot for each with whatever pairing you like. The one-shot must have someone say the title of the song. Other than that, the song does not have to full-on relate to the one-shot.

PART 1 – THE THINGS I DON'T EXPECT

Kensi tries to help Deeks in the aftermath of "Plan B".

CHARACTERS: Kensi Blye, Marty Deeks – friendship/romance – hurt/comfort

EPISODE REFERENCE: 2.22 Plan B

RATINGS: K

SONG: Le cose che non mi aspetto / The things I don't expert

PERFORMER: Laura Pausini

E ti trovo, per caso, / And I found you, by chance,

Che parli al mare / You're talking to the sea

Anche tu avevi un sogno / You also had a dream

Da riparare / to put right

Tu non mi dire niente / Don't tell me anything

Mi fermo a farti compagnia / I'll stop and keep you company

I know I left with the clear intention to go straight home, have a long shower and just forget this case. And I know you tried to lighten the mood with your yelled reply that "there's no thing", but I can just sense your discomfort, and I'm not willing to let it pass without me doing something, not this time.

I'm now in my parking lot at home. I've stopped the car, but I can't left it yet, not before I've decided how I'm going to confront this situation. I'm aware that the best course is probably to act on impulse and let me just feel for you: that way I'm sure I'll give you the best comfort ever, but I'm so afraid that the underlying feelings I try so bad to keep hidden will seep through.

As much as I know you would like it, I don't think it's the right moment to let you know that I love you. For starter, you've just said goodbye for good to a woman you have been in love with, and also not in the best terms; not to mention parting with your long time friend in the process. You're not at your best, I suppose.

While telling you about my feelings for you surely would help you or, at least, your self esteem, you really don't need the emotional load.

On my part, although I'm strongly tempted and believe that it would be right, a small part of me would always wonder why I waited such a delicate moment to show my cards.

Maybe acting on impulse will have to wait for a more suitable occurrence. But I'm not leaving you alone on this.

My resolution set, I start the car and head to the only place I know you go to when you need your perspective back in line.

::: NCISLA :::

The beach is almost deserted at this hour. I found you easily, same spot as ever, sitting on the sand, your eyes pointed in the distance, to the ocean. I know you find it soothing, and I feel my mouth forming a sweet smile, 'cause I love that you can still see the wonder in little things after all the evil you witness in your work.

You sense my presence and I watch fascinated as your posture acknowledges me standing behind you, the tension rolling off almost in waves. It still amazes me how I can do that to you even if we don't actually touch.

I sit beside you, and you turn your head to me. I hear you puffing out air and I lift a hand to stop you before you speak.

"Don't need to say a thing, Deeks. I'm just here to keep you company, no talking involved."

You nod, still surprised at my words, and maybe also at my unusually soft tone. Your face scrunches up while you try to understand without actually asking me why I'm here with you.

I don't know if you've found out or if you've simply let it pass, but your eyes clear, even if your expression remains serious.

You reach out and your hands takes mine: the warmth I feel brings a smile to my lips as I watch our hands intertwined: one of the many things you surprise me with every day… your kindness and yes, your love, every time you happen to touch me.

I lift my face, the smile still there, and meet your eyes. Your other hand reaches for my chin, gently brushing the side of my face.

You're probably hurting, nervous and stressed out from the last days, but you give me nonetheless your utmost sincere smile, full of affection and care and love.

"Thanks, Kensi", you say almost in a whisper.

My heart warms up at that, and I think I love you so much also for all you keep giving me, like this genuine smile and this emotional thanks, which help us both in leaving behind another awful case.

"No, Deeks. Thanks to you" I reply.

"What for?" you ask, surprise evident in your voice.

"For all the things I don't expect" I breath out.

Your face relaxes once more in a beautiful smile, you free your hand from mine to pull me towards you.

As I lean against you, you sigh in contentment and I instantly know everything will be soon back to normal again.