As he sat at his desk, avoiding the what seemed like a mile high stack of paperwork, he couldn't help but notice there was something different about her today. He couldn't quite put his finger on it. The amount of time he spent secretly (or so he thought) staring at his gorgeous partner, admiring her beauty you would think he would be able to notice what the difference was. For the life of him he couldn't quite figure it out.

"G, wanna take a break and hit the gym?" Sam said looking over at his partner, breaking the silence as well as Deeks concentration on Kensi.

"You read my mind Sam" Callen replied, and the two agents left the room.

Deeks took the opportunity to question Kensi, she hadn't been herself lately and he wanted to know why. He made his way over to her desk and just sat on it, staring at her. She waited for him to say something, but all he did was stare.

"Do you need something Deeks?" she asked, annoyed that he was sitting there gawking at her.

"You look different… are you… are you wearing make up?" he asked as he examined her face closer.

"Yeah… so?"

"More than usual, are you going on a date Kensi?" he asked, a little hint of jealousy in his voice.

"No I'm not going on a date Deeks, just drop it ok!" she replied as she got up and stormed out of the bullpen.

Well that was weird Deeks thought to himself. He decided it was best not to push Kensi, she seemed upset and he didn't want to make matters worse. But he was worried about her. Something was up, and it was up to him as her partner to find out.

When he thought he had given Kensi enough time to cool down he went to look for her. Eventually he found her alone in the gym, the guys must have been at the firing range. He watched from the door as she beat the crap out of the punching bag, she was really mad about something. Deeks was glad he wasn't on the business end of those fists. He watched silently as she continued to pound the punching back with all the strength and emotion she had in her. Then he saw something very unlike Kensi. She broke down into tears, clutching at the punching bag to hold her up.

"Kensi!" he yelled as he ran to her aid.

"Deeks… what… you were…" she stammered quickly wiping the tears from her face.

"Kensi, please talk to me" he said as he attempted to pull her into a hug.

"It's nothing Deeks… I'm fine, please just leave it" she said as she tried to push him away.

"Kens, please…" he pleaded as he grabbed her hand, and that's when he noticed something unusual that got him really worried. " Kensi, what is this?" he asked pointing at the bruise on her upper arm.

"Deeks I… just…"

"Kens, what's going on? Did someone hurt you? Please Kensi talk to me, I want to help you"

"You can't help me Deeks, no one can"

"I can if you let me Kens please, tell me what's going on" he pleaded again.

"Deeks, I… I can't, He…" she hesitated.

"You can tell me Kensi" he whispered as he stroked her hand gently with his thumb. A gesture that did not go unnoticed by Kensi.

"I can't Deeks, I'm sorry… I have to go" and with that she ran out of the room.

She had said enough for Deeks to get a bit of an idea of what was going on. She mentioned a 'he' that and the hand shaped bruise on her arm along with the amount of make up she wore on her face. He was certain someone was abusing her. She hadn't mentioned seeing anyone, but maybe that is why, this bastard wasn't worth mentioning. But why didn't she just leave, Kensi could defend herself, Deeks knew that better than anyone. Why would she stay with someone that beat her? There had to be a reason. He had to find out what was going on, he had to help Kensi…