Disclaimer: The author of this fan fiction does not, in any way, profit from this story and all creative rights to the characters belong to their original creators.
This is may first fan fiction. I am not sure how many chapters there will be, but my guess is around 15. I would love to read reviews.
Ask people to define the word "education" and you will automatically receive the reply. "It is what you learn in school. It is what school is for." They will then, either to themselves or to whoever happened to ask them the meaning of education, reminisce about their school days.
For others, education is not what you learn in a classroom, but rather what you learn outside of a school environment. Oh sure, school did teach them their ABC's and 123's, but that's only a small pebble in the mountain of knowledge they possess.
Such is the case of NCIS Special Agent Kensi Blye. Kensi Blye has had many teachers in her lifespan. Sure, there were the ones from school and university, and she did learn from them, heck she even liked a couple of them. Then there were the 'others'. Her glamorous, beautiful, mom, while still alive, taught her how to act as a "princess". She taught her to dance, to have tea parties and to smile pretty, especially for the camera, but most importantly she showed her how to put an outfit together. Young Kensi, at 5 years old, knew what colours looked good together, and how jewellery, shoes, scarves and make-up and hair styles could accessorize any fashion ensemble. Skills that would come in very handy as Kensi grew older. Her mother's death, when Kensi was 7, in an automobile accident, taught the child that life was precious and not always fair. She faced a great loss, but somehow kept going, and emotionally became stronger.
Her father, a marine, enjoyed having "a little princess", but was at a total loss when his wife died. He knew boys. After all it was not all that long ago he and his 3 younger brothers were boys themselves. He knew marines, from being one, and from training countless fellow marines, but did not have a clue about little girls. With no family living close by, he decided to do, with Kensi, the one activity he enjoyed. Her father decided to teach his little girl. He taught her everything he knew. Everything fathers normally would teach their sons. Kensi learned how to fix plumbing, replace a light fixture, and repair cars. By the time she was 11 she could hot wire any automobile ever built. Her father registered her for soccer, baseball and Tae Kwon Do lessons. A graphic novel fan since a child, Admiral Blye introduced Kensi to the world of super heroes. She learned to navigate her way through any comic book store and Comic-con convention. He took her camping, in ever environment possible, and taught her to survive. He taught her not only how to use what was available to stay alive, but how to track, and how to out smart someone tracking her. At 12, she discovered how to pick locks of every description. At 14, she learned to handle a fire arm and a knife as well as any U.S. Marine. At 15, her father taught her everything about boys. Kensi became independent and learned not to show her emotions. Showing emotions was a sign of weakness. Feelings only came out when a "safe zone" was reached. A place away from the world, where prying eyes would never be witness. Kensi learned to keep her composure at all times. He told her to face fear, as nine times out of ten she would discover that the thing she was afraid of was only the wind blowing. Her father and she became best friends. His sudden, violent tragic death, when Kensi was 15 taught her the meaning of inhumanity. Her heart felt a great loss. Somehow, she was able to keep going. Emotionally becoming stronger
Then she met Jack, a marine like her father, and learned what it felt like to fall in love. Jack eventually left her. The pain she experienced, in her heart, would never leave. Her parent's teachings and deaths as well as Jack's leaving forced Kensi to build impenetrable emotional walls. In a way, it was a safety mechanism. No one has ever been able to crack those walls. She's determined no one ever will.
Then one day, while working a case for NCIS, she met, unknown to her at the time, an undercover LAPD Detective.