An idea that became an one shot. Enjoy!

Kensi never knew she'd find herself locked in a biohazard area, with a deadly bioweapon starting to take over.

She fought Dr. Ward or whatever her name was, but she ran off, and smashed the bottle of Spiral onto the ground. Her evil smile made Kensi anger bubble. But she immediately pushed the button which made the door shut, cutting her away from Deeks, who stood at the door, his blue eyes full off sadness and helplessness.

She looked at him sadly, coming to realize what she did to herself. "Finish it." she said, and began coughing violently. Her eyes began tearing, and her lungs felt like they were going to pop out of her chest.

Deeks looked at her once more, and she looked at him, nodding and coughing, and he ran. She smiled a bit, but then looked down onto her clenched pale fist. Blood, the crimson liquid that she'd see once in a while come out of her, but not from her lungs. This was worse than any flu, cough, even the malaria she got while chasing terrorists through the jungle.

She fell onto the ground, her vision getting blurry and soon black.

Deeks ran up the stairs, his mind racing. Not Kensi, they came this far, in life, in this "thing", she didn't deserve it. But then again, neither did America.

He pulled out his phone and called Nell. "Deeks, what is it?" asked the intelligence analyst.

"Send a CDC hazard team onto the 19th floor." he said. "It's Kensi." He hung up and continued up the stairs, skipping steps as he ran.

He followed the red headed Irishwoman up the stairs, firing a few shots and her, and she'd reply with a few of her own.

"Stop!" he yelled, as he ran onto the helipad, and before she could shoot him, he shot her, and the pilot of the waiting chopper. He went over to the case holding the vials of Spiral, and bent down. Who knew how Kensi was now?

"Partner." he whispered, tears welling up in his eyes.

Kensi's world was black. She couldn't see anything, only a never ending darkness. She tried feeling around, but only felt the cold floor around her, and every now and then, she'd cough, and more blood would come out.

She heard someone opening the door, and she decided to stay down. No use in it. She'd die soon, there was most likely nothing that could treat her. It had been a good run, tons of fun, tons of lives saved because of her, a few heartaches here and there, and Deeks.

Deeks was defiantly the highlight of her life. And just as they'd put all the chips on the table, someone decided to end the game early, not waiting to see how the turnout would be.

"CDC!" yelled an unfamiliar voice. Kensi coughed some more, and felt like a few hands lift her, and something, like a body suit was put on her. Are the guys watching? she thought. I'd seem so weak. Forget weak, Kensi! You're dying now!

She felt herself being lifted onto a stretcher or something like that, and what felt like a mask put over her. This is what the end feels like, she thought as she fell into darkness.

Deeks felt so hurt, seeing her through the glass, being lifted onto the stretcher. They heard one of the CDC guys say "blind", which was mostly likely talking about Kensi.

"It's my fault." said Deeks. "If I'd just-"

"Deeks," interrupted Sam, turning towards the blonde agent. "It's not your fault. It's Dr. Ward's fault. It's not ours at all." Deeks nodded and looked over at Callen, who was looking anxiously through the glass, waiting to see if his little sister was even going to make it to the helicopter which would take her to the airport, onto the plane, which would take her to CDC headquarters in Georgia.

"I've seen worse, Mr. Deeks. This is not the worst Kensi's been through. This will subside." reassured Hetty, who everyone knew was also very anxious. She looked at her liaison. "Mr. Deeks, would you mind if you accompanied Ms. Blye to CDC headquarters? I'm sure she would like to wake up with the person she trusts most by her side."

"Of course, Hetty." he said, just as the door opened, and Kensi, with her eyes closed, and a few tubes attached to her, was rolled out by guys in hazmat suits. Deeks followed them, leaving Callen, Sam and Hetty behind.

"Sir, you'll have to put this on." said a CDC worker, handing Deeks one of the suits. "Just for safety precautions."

"Of course." he said, taking it. He put it on, and sat next to Kensi in the chopper, along with the doctors. "I'm not leaving your side." he whispered into her covered ear. "I'll be right here."

He held her hand for the rest of the ride. And the whole plane ride to Georgia.

It had been two weeks since Kensi arrived at CDC headquarters. Deeks was allowed to see her a few times a day. She was in a medically induced coma, and she was starting to stir in her sleep, which was apparently a good sign.

Now, he was sitting on the bench in front of her room, and was waiting for the nurses to give him the okay. She was supposed to wake up soon, and those two weeks of worrying, checking in with Callen, Sam and everyone else, and pacing his hotel room at night, worrying that the phone would ring telling them the unthinkable.

But here they were, they survived, and they were going to be okay. One of Kensi's nurses, Marcy, opened the door, and silently motioned to him to come over. He crept over, holding a Styrofoam box, with one of Kensi's favorite foods. Hopefully she'd like it, if she wasn't too annoying from the painkillers.

"The sleeping meds are wearing off and she should be awake in a minute or two. " said the young nurse. Deeks nodded and took her side, just as her mismatched eyes- that had been closed for so long, finally opened.

"Deeks?" she asked, suddenly adjusting to her surroundings. "Where am I?"

"CDC Headquarters in Atlanta, Georgia." said Deeks, lightly massaging her hand with his thumbs.

Kensi looked at him, and lightly smiled. "How long have I been here?" she asked.

"Two weeks. The guys and the Wonder Team have been calling every damn day." said Deeks with a light smile on his face. "And how long have you been here?" she asked.

"Two weeks." smiled Deeks. Kensi smiled too, and then looked over at the Styrofoam box he was holding.

"Is that-" she started.

"Bugolgi from Kim's." finished Deeks, handing her a spork and the box. Kensi grabbed it, put at least 3 pieces on the fork at once, and shoved it into her mouth, along with a bit of soy sauce dribbling down her chin.

"I love you so much." said Kensi, with her mouth full, which made it sound like she was saying, "I ove oo o mu"

"I love you too, Fern. Now, in the future, let's try avoiding locking ourselves in biohazard zones." said Deeks, standing over his partner. Kensi glared at him, and continued gorging on her non-hospital food.

Kind weird, I know. But I mean, this idea wouldn't leave me alone.