Okay, so I really shouldn't be starting a third story, but I am at a COMPLETE writers block on "A Lot of Surprises" and I will be updating "More Than Just a Partner" soon, but I don't have many more ideas there either.
So last weeks episode of NCIS LOS ANGELES, Vengeance, was almost completely lacking a Kensi/Deeks moment, I mean, the closest to a "Densi moment" was her slapping him on the upper thigh as a signal to storm the room. I was hit with this idea while my English teacher was re-reexplaining part of Julius Caesar to my class who don't seem to understand old writing styles and words.
So this plays off the absence of the pair throughout most of the episode and what was actually happening. Enjoy!
Oh, and I don't plan on this being a one shot, it just may be left at a couple chapters for a while if I get an idea for my other stories.
This takes place right after Deeks shoots the computer in order to break the transmission of information that would breach the security of the seal mission.
Kensi and Deeks stare at the swiss cheese looking computer.
"Kensi, how bad is it?" Eric asks over the earwig.
"Well, have you ever seen a computer hit with close range shots?"
"Oh."
"Yeah."
"Uh, what do we do now?" Deeks finally speaks up.
"Well, there's not much hope in actually finding what went through, but, if you bring it in, I may be able to tell how much of the information went through."
"You want us to bring all of this back?" Deeks asks. "There has to be a metric ton of computer hardware here!"
"I only need the main tower, like the one people connect to home computers."
"Okay, we'll bring it back to OSP." Kensi says.
"Can you unplug that, I can't fit."Deeks says as he crawls back from under the desk.
"Just like when I was the newbie on the team." She crawls under the desk and has to lie on her stomach to get through the mess of cords.
"How's that?" Deeks is trying, unsuccessfully, not to stare at his partner's amazing butt as she wiggles in further under the desk.
"Callen and Sam used to make me crawl through air ducts and windows because I was the smallest."
"Callen does realize he's not that much bigger than you, right?"
"No, his ego's about ten times his size." Deeks can't help but laugh at his partners comment.
"Kensi, make sure you disconnect everything before trying to move it. If you rip something else out, I could loose what little info I can get." Eric's voice in their ears reminds them their not alone.
"Okay, it's unplugged" She says as she scoots back out and onto her knees. She brushes the dust off her gray shirt and black jacket as she gets out from under the desk. She goes to stand up, but Deeks holds out his hand to help her. She takes it and he pulls her to her feet. Once their level, they both can see what neither of them will say. Their 'thing'.
He reaches his hand up and brushes the dust off of her hair and ponytail. Just then a loud crash of thunder makes them both jump and he wraps his arm around her shoulders, purely accidentally.
"Guys, you okay?" Eric's voice returns.
"Yeah, we're good." Kensi says as she looks in his eyes before pulling away. She won't mention this again. They both jumped. It was an accident. Nothing happened anyway, why would she bring it up again?
"Just a storm starting." Deeks confirms. He picks up the tower and they head out the door. They walk down the corridor in silence. They reach the exit, and Kensi opens the door only to stop in her tracks.
It was a torrential downpour. She could barely see her car parked only down the sidewalk. Eric could apparently hear the rain.
"Don't let that get wet!"
Kensi looks at Deeks and takes off her jacket. She wraps it around the tower and says one last thing in the wig before turning it off.
"Wrapped it in my jacket, see you back at base." She reaches and pulls her earwig out, zipping it in the pocket of the jacket now wrapped around the tower. Deeks tries to shift the delivery to one arm, but Kensi stops him.
"You drop that and you're dead." he stops and she reaches up and takes out his earwig for him. She zips it in the other pocket and turns back to the door.
"Thanks." he says as she's turning around. They walk out into the pouring rain. Kensi fumbles in her pockets for a moment.
"Deeks! Where are my keys!" She shouts, the rain was loud on the tin roof of the building across the street. She keeps walking in front of him without turning around to look at him.
"Uhhhh.."
"Do NOT tell me you lost them!" She turns around to look at him from where she is, only about ten feet from the car.
"No, but you're not really gonna like this any better."
"Deeks!" She's getting annoyed with him now and he can tell.
"Front right jeans pocket." She lets out a breath of air and looks up at the sky in annoyance. Why hadn't he thought of this before?
She reaches her hand in his pocket and retrieves the keys they put the tower in the back seat on the floor so it won't move around too much. They both duck into the car quickly, soaking and dripping water.
The rain is coming down in sheets and she can't even attempt to drive now. She pulls the hair tie out of her hair and lets her now extremely curly hair fall down on her already soaking wet shoulders. They basically looked like they'd just gotten out of the pool wearing clothes. She was soaked and trying not to feel too annoyed by the fact that she didn't even have dry clothes in her car today.
The rain on her car makes it sound like they're going through a car wash. She doesn't turn her car on because she knows she's low on gas and doesn't want to get stranded here.
Deeks pulls out his phone to call Eric with the news as he removes Kensi's jacket from the tower, keeping the water from soaking through and getting inside it.
The wet clothes and the fact that she didn't have a jacket are starting to make her cold and she tries to will away the goose bumps on her arms and puts her forehead down against the steering wheel as she crosses her arms across her chest.
All the sudden she feels something warm being placed over her shoulders and back. She sits up a little to look over at Deeks who was placing his jacket around her. His shirt was dry and the inside of the jacket was too.
She gladly wraps herself in the warm article of clothing as they wait out the rain. She pulls her knees up against her on the seat, reclining it a little. It looks like they're going to be here a while.
She hears Deeks lean his seat back too. She must have dozed off, because the next thing she knows, Deeks is gently rubbing/patting her shoulder in an attempt to wake her. She sits up and is immediately chilled by the body heat leaving her through the still wet clothing she's still wearing.
The rain has nearly stopped and is now coming down at somewhat normal rate.
No words are spoken and he picks up his phone to call and let Eric know they're on their way now.
He sees her still trying not to shiver and he reaches down to turn the heat on.
She notices this but doesn't say anything. Of course he was going to be the perfect gentleman now.
As if she wasn't confused enough about this man that just came out of nowhere and barged into her life. One day she didn't know him, the next she thought he was a suspect, and then the next she found out he was LAPD and now the LAPD/NCIS liaison officer AND her new partner.
Lately though, she'd thought to think of him as a little more than a partner. They hung out after work at her place or his and watched TV and ordered take out. It was becoming so natural for her to be with him that when she was apart, she felt empty. They'd stayed over at each others houses a few times because of drinking too much or simply being too tired to drive home. They kept extra clothing at the other's house, a toothbrush in their bathroom, and they even had keys to each other's apartments. If Callen and Sam knew this, they'd never let it go.
So they didn't talk about it. As far as their coworkers knew, they were just partners. Partners did stuff outside of work together. Bonding, partnership strengthening, whatever you want to call it.
But when she thought about it, this wasn't completely normal. Sure, Callen had probably stayed at Sam's on several occasions, the guy just now got his first apartment. But she knew they didn't spend as much time together, but then again, Sam does have a wife and kid, so that could explain it. But she also knew they didn't keep things at each other's places and she was absolutely certain that they didn't have keys to each other's houses.
So, do she and Deeks have a 'thing'? Maybe, but they hadn't seriously talked about it.
She was almost positive he was thinking the same thing. Especially after last week when he'd called her 'my girl' while they were playing basketball. He'd tried to pass it off as a slip of tongue, but Nell had talked to her afterwords and told her that he'd said the same thing when they'd heard about her beating up a guy twice her size then stealing his car.
So, he thought of her as 'his girl', and surprisingly, she was okay with it. She thought she'd be freaked out if a guy would want to take things more seriously than a one night fling or just a first date.
But Deeks, Deeks was different. He was unique. He knew her on so many levels, knew her problems, knew her dark secrets, and he still didn't care. He cared about her the same way he always had. And that was something she didn't expect.
She didn't tell anyone about her past, especially people she might consider getting close to, because she could barely stand the truth. She wanted to run away from it but obviously couldn't, so if she told someone that could run from her, why wouldn't they?
Finally Deeks has to break the awkward silence.
"So, you didn't like my singing." He raises an eyebrow at her. She just smiles and shakes her head. "Is that a 'no'?"
"No."
"No to what, a no as in you don't like my singing, or a no as in 'no' you don't not like my singing?"
"Double negative."
"Yes, so back to the question."
"You're being serious?"
"serious as I can be. Now an answer would be appreciated." he gives her his award winning smile.
"Deeks, you know that doesn't work on me."
"But you didn't want to ride with me in the car."
"Yes."
"So you don't like me then."
"What?"
"You didn't want to ride with me. It was either because you don't like me, my singing, or I did something else I'm not aware of yet."
"Deeks."
"Yes, Kensi, you've said my name about a million times today, I'm well aware."
"No, Deeks, actually you're a good singer, and it's nothing against you. It's nothing like what you're thinking."
"Really, because now I'm completely confused."
She just gives him a look. "good, that's how I like it."
"Very funny, now can you please clarify?"
She takes a deep breath as they pull into the gas station. "give me a minute to figure it all out myself."
He starts to get where this conversation's going. He was confused by all of this too. She gets out to pump the gas and he enters the store. He buys coffees and donuts, then deciding she'd probably want them, a couple candy bars for each of them.
He gets back out to the car and she's pulled it up to the door. He gets in and hands her the coffee he'd made for her, along with the donut and candy.
She smiles and wraps her hands around the warm styrofoam cup. They each take a few sips before she starts to talk.
"Sam and Callen, they were acting weird around us after the game. And it wasn't only because they lost to us." she just stares at her hands on the red cup the entire time she's talking.
"I noticed." Sam and Callen had watched their every move that night.
"Yeah, and I don't want them to go making assumptions about..."
"Our thing."
"Yes, our thing." She looks back at him, he'd been watching her the entire time.
"So there is a thing?" he asks.
She laughs and looks down at her cup again. She remembers saying almost the same thing just a few months ago after she'd thought he was fired. They hadn't really talked about it since. "So you expect me to get back to you on that now? I thought you were supposed to get back to me."
"I suppose you technically asked first." He stops to think for a second. He looks over at her, she's looking at him and he can see in her eyes what she wants her answer to be. She just needs to hear it. "Yes, I suppose there is a thing, if you want there to be..."
"Yes." she answers immediately. She'd waited so long for him to say that. Finally she knows he feels the same thing. She finally had the confirmation.
They both just smile at each other and he takes her hand. He gently squeezes it and she looks up at him again. She's almost taken aback at the clear emotion in his eyes. They're full of happiness, love, care, and admiration. She finally lets go and decides they'd need to head into work.
He fishes in the back and pulls out the candy bar. He holds it out to her.
"No thanks."
"What! Kensi Marie Blye just turned down her favorite candy?"
"Yup. I don't need it now." she smiles over at him and he understands what she's saying. He just drops it back in the bag and puts it in the back seat by her coat. The rest of the ride is in silence, but it's not awkward like before. It's a comfortable and happy silence.
