Deeks and Sam are in the hands of Sidorov, Kensi is climbing 30 floors to help Michele and Callen is nearly killing Janvier, but how had they all arrived there? and what will happen next? Maybe you'll find the answers here…

Author note: This is my first NCIS LA fic, and it's also the first time I'm writing a whole story in English, so please be indulgent with me.

I hope I'm not to OOC but I promise you every action will be explained, don't hesitate to tell me if you find something odd. I'm opened to criticism if it is constructive ;)

I would like to thank a lot my beta ICarryYourHeart16 (her stories are sooooooooo great) for revising my story and helped me with English language.

I know that I'm posting this story just a few hours before the season 5 premiere, but I hope to have some readers. I had wanted to make some writing before September and published it sooner but I was caught by time.

None the less, here it comes, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS LA, otherwise, I will have wait for me to finish this story to make the season 5 premiere!

TIDE 'S IN

Chapter one

"Then say something you actually mean."

"I'm scared to lose you."

There, he actually said something he mean, but looking at her he knew it wasn't enough, and she needed an explanation.

"Not in the field. I know Callen's got your back."

"I don't understand you, what's wrong?"

He was really bad at expressing his feelings, and a room with cameras and microphone didn't help him much. But he had to do it now, it was his only chance.

"I'm scared to lose you if I tell you something I really mean and I don't want to ruin everything. I don't want to lose my partner, my friend, your trust and all that."

"Why would you lose me? What could you say that would be so terrible?"

"You've said once that you don't run from me 'cause you've got a gun. But I don't want you to run, and I don't want you to carry a gun for that."

Kensi's expression became intense with concentration, she was trying to make sense of his incoherent babble.

"What… what do you mean you don't want me to run?" She asked, unsure.

"I don't want you to leave me. I would rather never say anything and stay just partners, than open up and lose you. I couldn't bear. it."

"Deeks, I'm lost, what do you want exactly? What are you trying to say? You really are bad at communicating, you know that?"

Deeks frowned and rubbed a hand in his hair. The gesture came from lack of confidence and stress. He was clearly out of his comfort zone. He stayed silent for a little while, looking at nothing in particular. He let out a heavy breath.

"I want more."

"More? More of what?"

Seriously? She wasn't helping him, how could she be helping him with all the questioning.

"Kens, please, stop answering me with questions. You're not helping."

"Not helping with what? I really don't know where you're trying to go Deeks, but it seems very difficult."

"Seriously? You really don't have a clue what I'm talking about?"

"Not a clue."

"Okay, that's enough. I'm not saying anything else."

Deeks couldn't stand it anymore. She was too cold, too distant. She asked him to say something meaningful but it seemed like she didn't want to hear it. He was growing angry at her reaction, he was leaving his heart at her feet and she didn't want to catch it. He looked at her, his eyes conveying hurt, anger and something more. Longing? How could he look at her like that? Kensi shivered under his piercing blue gaze. She took a few steps back and found herself stuck against the wall.

"Please talk to me Deeks, you've said a lot of things and I'm trying to put it all together, but you're hard to sum up sometimes."

Deeks frowned, seeing her words as helping hand. She was ready to help him, but she wouldn't make the first step. So, Deeks had no other choice but to take a deep breath and dive.

"I love you that you're my friend, I love you that you're my partner, I love hanging out with you after a case, I love drinking beer on your couch and watching Top Model. I love bothering you during a stakeout, I love making you laugh with some stupid joke, I love your mismatched eyes, I love the way you look at me, I love your voice when you're mad at me, I love when you're by my side, and when you're not I feel so empty that my heart aches. I can't stand it anymore. I can't just be only your partner anymore. I can't just let you go out with some random guy without wanting to punch him and break his nose. I can't, Kens, I…"

His voice broke. During the length of his speech he wasn't looking at her, finding the ground much more attractive, so when he felt her hand on his shoulder he was totally surprised. He looked up at her, trying to find in her eyes something he was sure wasn't there.

"Kens, I…"

He couldn't speak anymore, his voice was harsh, his throat dry, his eyes found the ground once more. Kensi moved her hand from his shoulder to his cheek, making him looking at her again.

"I'm here Deeks. I won't run away."

She was trying to say with her eyes what she couldn't put into words. She wasn't really good at communication, but she hoped he could understand her without words. When she saw a tear escape his eye, she wiped it with her thumb and made the only move she could think of.

Deeks was taken aback. He wasn't expecting to feel her lips on his. More, he wasn't expecting her to kiss him. It took him a few seconds before he realised what was really happening and when the wave crashed in, he deepened the kiss. One of his hands joined hers on his cheek then moved to hers and inclined her head to deepen the kiss even more. His other hand stroked her back a few times before resting low on her waist, closing the few inches left between their bodies. He could feel her tense then relax in his arms. Without breaking the kiss he smiled.

They finally broke apart, barely breathing. Lust filled Deeks's eyes but there was no time for anything more than a kiss, and they both knew it. Kensi tried to take a step back but the arm around her waist didn't let her.

"Deeks, I have to gear up…"

Her voice was nothing more than a whisper. She gently placed her hand on his chest, looking at his face with desire in her eyes. She didn't know he was such a good kisser. She couldn't resist and once again closed the gap between their lips. Closing his eyes, Deeks pushed her against the wall, one hand on her back the other surfing along her body. They drowned in each other, forgetting everything that wasn't them.

When he opened his eyes, the only thing Deeks could see was Sam's silhouette behind those glass doors. The Russians were electrocuted him, again.