Okay not sure how well this is going to go but oh well, please review so I know what you think.
I DON'T own the show NCIS Los Angeles or the characters. Well at least not the good ones.
The sun warmed his back as he began to stand on his surfboard, It was early morning and the beach was mostly empty which is how he loved it, the day us just got better as he mounted the perfect wave and began to make his way to the shore.
"Deeks...DEEKS!"
His board came to a crashing hault and his head snapped up. Deeks was not on the beach but in his partner Kensi's car, they were parked down the street from a house they were watching.
"If I have to stay up all night so do you." She said while handing him a cup of coffee, he took it and let the coffee warm his fingers.
"This is going to be a long night." Deeks said as he glanced at the car's clock. It was just past one in the morning and they had been on the job for an hour, they just took over for Callen and Sam.
"Stop your complaining, you would be so tired if you didn't stay out late with that blonde." There was a bit of edge in his partners voice.
"Don't be jealous Kens, you can have some of this too." He said while flashing his teeth in her direction.
She rolled her eyes at him. "Some of what? Your lame jokes or dog smelling t-shirt. No thank you."
"Ouch, that hurt." He said while placing on hand on his heart. "Did someone take away your twinkies?"
Kensi reached over and punched Deeks in the arm with great force. Her hands gripped the steering wheel hard and Deeks knew he hit a nerve.
"Is everything okay?" He asked, humor no longer in his voice.
Kensi sighed. "I was out with a guy, and it was going well." They were turned on an angle so they faced each other. "Until he dropped me off. I leaned in for a kiss and he left me hanging, and when I tried to make more plans he said that I was not his type."
Deeks reached over and placed one hand on her shoulder. "Your a great girl Kens and any guy would be luck to be with you." She smiled at him which sent a warm feeling though his veins.
Her expression changed as she looked out the dash window. " He is on the move." She announced putting on her seat belt and starting the car.
So much for that conversation, he pulled his seat belt into place as the car began to move. Following the suspect.
Okay so that wasn't amazing or funny, or original but I'll try to do better in the future, make it funny at least. This is my first story so cut me some slack.
Thanks for reading XOXO
~Cori
