I don't own them, just seeing how much trouble I can get them into.
"Seriously Kensi, a dental hygienist? That's worse than the male nurse. Was it the dentist chair? I always wondered if those are good for, well you know. I mean it's a little narrow, but the angle would be interesting." Deeks voice drifted off, he was lost in thoughts of dental chair hook ups.
It was the end of the day, the bad guys were caught, and the partners were resuming the banter that was rudely interrupted this morning by a former marine trying to start his own homegrown terrorist cell.
"Don't go there Deeks, he was sweet and he gave me free toothbrush samples. Good dental hygiene can be sexy." Kensi flashed her pearly whites.
"Oh yeah, it's right up there with long walks on the beach and a good sense of humor in all the playmates turn ons"
"Miss Blye, if you would be so kind as to join me in my office please" the voice of their fearsome leader rang out into the bullpen, from where, the partners had yet to determine, cutting off Kensi's reply.
Deeks and Kensi both jumped. "Be right there." In a whispered aside to her partner "How does she do that?"
Deeks shrugged casually acknowledging the mystery that is H. Lange. Leaning in he smiled lazily at Kensi and replied."I told you not to borrow that dress from wardrobe, she always finds out." Kensi shushed him and headed toward Hetty's desk as Deeks voice followed her, "I hope the free toothbrushes were worth it!"
Kensi sat down in the chair that Hetty motioned to.
"Would you have a cup of tea with me?" Hetty asked as she poured a cup and extended it to Kensi.
"I am not really a tea person Hetty"
"Indulge me then." Hetty again offered the cup.
Kensi accepted hesitantly and took a quick gulp only to start sputtering."Hetty, that is not tea!" Kensi managed to gasp out between coughs.
"It is common to offer a fortifier before delivering startling information, though I should have warned you to sip first, my apologies." Hetty motioned to the cup again, Kensi managed a small hesitant sip this time.
"So you have startling news for me? What's going on Hetty?" Kensi was starting to get worried, though also relieved that this wasn't about the dress she had borrowed. Deeks wasn't wrong, the free toothbrushes wouldn't have made up for the trouble she would have gotten in.
"We received a request for contact for you." Hetty began slowly.
"Okay, which alias? What case?" Kensi fired back all business in an instant.
"The case is one involving a missing person, and no alias this time Miss Blye." Hetty handed over an open folder, the standard request for contact form required for those wanting to speak to protected agents was clearly visible.
Kensi quickly scanned the document, a small gasp escaped her lips as her body seemed to curl inward. Hetty knew exactly where she was on the paper, she'd had a similar reaction herself.
"Jack" Kensi whispered, one name with so many questions behind it. Hetty nodded.
"Just admit it G, the rock wall is not your thing, Hetty beat you, I beat you, I bet Deeks could even beat you. There is no shame in admitting weakness, some see it as a strength in fact." Sam smirked on his way to his desk as he and Callen headed into the bullpen from the direction of the gym.
"I told you my shoulder is still sore from grappling with the guy who was trying to kill my partner earlier today, or should I have let him shoot you?" Callen shot back and stretched out his shoulder for emphasis.
"Ladies, no need to fight you're both pretty." Deeks broke into their banter. "And done, another day, another report." he replied to no one in particular closing his lap top with a flourish.
"Where's Kensi? Did you finally run her off for good?" Callen asked ignoring the earlier comment.
"No G, if Kensi were that tired of him she wouldn't run away, Deeks would just stop showing up for work and we'd never find the body." Sam never liked to miss a dig at the agent whose attitude seemed to constantly rub him the wrong way.
"She's talking to Hetty." Deeks nodded his head toward Hetty's office.
"Hetty find out about her borrowing that dress? I told her the nurse wasn't worth the trouble she would get in."
Deeks shook his head at Callen's question. "Nope, the nurse was two guys ago,this one was a dental hygienist. She got free toothbrushes."
"Face the wrath of Hetty for free toothbrushes, doesn't sound worth it too me." Sam chimed in packing his bag to go home.
"Speaking of wrath." Deeks addressed his partner as she came around the corner. "Just how much trouble are you in? Do you have to disinfect the gym again? Oh, is there a paddle involved, because if there is, I would like to volunteer."
"Not now Deeks. See you guys on Monday." Kensi nodded at her coworkers grabbing her bag and heading out the door before anyone could say a word.
Sam and Callen both turned to look at Deeks who raised both hands. "Don't look at me, I haven't said anything stupid in at least an hour...except for that paddle thing, but she looked pissed before that."
"Mr. Deeks is correct gentleman, he has done nothing to contribute to Miss Blye's current state of mind. Mr. Hanna, Mr. Callen I do believe you have a plane to catch, or did you cancel that fishing trip you think I don't know about?"
"Good night Hetty" Callen grabbed his duffle bag and Sam before Hetty could think of something for them to pick up for her. Her last favor in a foreign country had involved a grumpy snake charmer with no sense of humor and eight vials of anti-venom at the nearest military hospital.
"Hetty, is Kensi alright?" Deeks only approached Hetty after the others were out of earshot.
"Yes, in a way she is, and yet, well there are questions in our past that are better left there." Hetty quietly answered his question, but the way she looked Deeks knew that she was speaking about more than just Kensi.
"Ah, Mr. Deeks." Hetty clapped her hands together, focusing back on the present. "Do you have plans for this evening?"
"Nope, nothing more than watching tv with Monty and a cold beer." Deeks shrugged, he actually had a date, but since he couldn't remember if her name was Sara or Sabrina, maybe it was safer to cancel because of work.
"Well, if you think Monty will be okay without you, I would like to show you a file, have a cup of tea with me please." Hetty put up her hands before Deeks could object. "I already know it is not your preferred drink, but humor and old woman." Hetty turned after Deeks nodded.
A few moments later the sound of Deeks coughing echoed through the mission.