NCIS: LOS ANGELES
WHAT IF THEY MET BEFORE...?
Disclaimer:
NCIS: Los Angeles and characters do not belong to me.
SUMMARY:
What if Kensi and Marty met almost two years before…before NCIS and LAPD joined to solve the Danny Zuna case?
WARNING: M RATED...
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Had this story posted a few months ago and then ran out of ideas on how to continue it. So now, it is back...
I love reading your ideas and reviews for what can happen.
CHAPTER 1: MEETING EACH OTHER...
THE BEACH...
It was a beautiful Saturday morning and Kensi was jogging down the beach. Without a warning, she ran into a man with shaggy blonde hair.
They fell to the ground and she fell on top of him.
"Hey, never thought of this idea, when meeting someone hot." He quipped with a grin
at her as she got up.
"Sorry." She said and started to take off again.
"Wait, I didn't get your name." Marty said, before she could take off again and she turned back to face him.
"Kensi," Was all she said. "I'm Marty. Do you want to grab a bite to eat or just go out sometime?" Marty inquired and she looked at him for a moment, considering his offer.
'With his blue eyes and shaggy blonde hair...he wasn't that bad looking and it was only one date...
What could it hurt?'
"Sure, how about I meet you here tonight?" She suggested and he nodded his head in agreement. "We can meet here and have a picnic on the beach." He told her and this time it was her turn to nod her head in agreement.
"All right, I'll see you then...bye!" She called and began to run again.
Marty Deeks kept watching her as she ran and wondered if that had really just happened.
'He could get just about any women to go on a date with him...
So why did this date feel different?'
MEANWHILE WITH KENSI...
Kensi had started to run, looking back once she saw a smile on his face.
'What just happened? Did she actually agree to a date with that man?
Sure, she was famous for her first date rule.
So why was it when she agreed to a date with, Marty...Did it feel different from any other date?'
After a few minutes she headed home, once she got home she turned on the water to the shower and just stood under it for a long time.
The day seemed to drag by and she began to wonder about the man she had literally run into.
She tried everything through the afternoon to make the day go faster.
Reading, but that did not last long...
TV did not seem to distract her either...
Nothing worked, because her mind always went back to the date she agreed to for that night.
DEEKS...
Every since that women...Kensi...had run into him this morning and actually agreed to a date with him.
After she was gone, the day seemed to drag by for Marty.
A few hours ago, he had gotten home and jumped in the shower, letting the water hit him for a long time.
He could not seem to get her off his mind. He had a feeling she was different from any other women he had ever met.
Finally, after the water started to turn cold, he got out of the shower and dried off.
Then finding something to wear, he went to the store to find stuff for the picnic.
After preparing for the date, he still had a few hours and tried to think of ways to pass the time.
The minutes and hours seemed to tick by slowly.
Then it was finally time to pull the stuff out of the fridge and get everything together for the picnic.
Marty grabbed the picnic basket, his keys, cell phone and jacket...he was finally on his way.
KENSI...
Kensi looked at the time and realized it was time to meet...Marty...the man she had run into at this morning at the beach.
She grabbed a box of Twinkies, because she was not sure if he would bring dessert or not.
Then grabbed her jacket, cell phone and keys...finally heading out the door.
DEEKS...
THE BEACH...
Marty made it to the beach and it was actually a surprise that he was early.
He had been sitting on the hood of his car, wondering if she would actually come, when a car pulled up beside his.
"Hey, Kensi," He greeted her, as he got off the hood of his car.
Then reaching into the passenger's side of his car, he retrieved the picnic basket and a blanket.
He noticed as she got out of her car she had a box of Twinkies...he would have to ask her about that.
For a few minutes, they walked in silence on the beach...then finally came to a stop.
KENSI...
She could feel him watching her as she laid out the blanket on the sand, but when she looked up...he seemed busy taking the food out of the basket.
"Why did you bring the Twinkies?" He asked her and looked curious. "I didn't know if you thought of dessert...so I decided to bring something." Kensi told him with a shrug.
"You call Twinkies a desert?" He joked with a laugh. "What better dessert is there?" Kensi asked and she noticed he stopped whatever he was going to say.
After that for a long, they just talked about little things...
He told her, how he liked to surf when the weather was right and some other things he liked, they talked a little about their jobs...
He said he was a detective, she told him she was in Law Enforcement as well. Never mentioning that she worked for NCIS, they spoke little of their past.
He did not tell her about his dad or what he had been through and she could not seem to talk about her past either.
They had been at the beach two hours just talking and the food was now long since gone.
After the sunset, it seemed neither of them wanted the night to end...
So after a while she invited him back to her house not entirely sure why.
KENSI'S HOUSE...
She unlocked the door and stepped inside with him right behind her.
"Did someone rob you? Or did a tornado hit the inside of your house?" He quipped and she looked at him. "No, it always looks like this." She said in response to his joke.
She went into the kitchen returning with a couple of beers.
Handing him one, they both sat down on the couch. It seemed they sat there for a long time in silence. Their beers soon ended up on the coffee table.
When she realized he was closer then she had thought, she turned to him with the intention of telling him to back off, but when she looked at him...
Their faces were only inches apart and a thought came into her mind...
'What would it be like to kiss him?' Kensi thought, as she looked at his lips and then up at his eyes.
She noticed his eyes were a darker blue then she had seen since she had met him.
Just a little more and she would know what his lips felt like on hers, Marty saw her look at his lips and felt himself lick his lips…then she looked back into his eyes and it made him wonder what it would be like to feel her lips on his.
Neither of them knew they were both thinking almost the same thing and then it happened...
Their lips met and sparks seemed to fly.
Part of it had to be because of the beers...right, the kiss became more heated and demanding, somehow they made their way to her room.
She was taking off his shirt and the rest of their clothes quickly followed.
His lips left hers as he made his way down the side of her neck...stopping at her pulse point and she moaned.
One his hands began to trail lightly over her body until it was between her legs and he slipped one finger inside of her...then two.
As his other hand began fondling her breast, Kensi's wove her fingers into his hair and bucked against his hand, she moaned and yelled in pleasure.
Then he pulled away and for a moment, she thought it was over and he was done, until she felt him inside her.
What seemed like hours went by and it had been incredible for both of them.
Soon they were lying side by side exhausted and falling asleep, when he complained about sleeping on the left side of her bed...
Kensi reminded him it was her house and her bed.
It was not long after that...that sleep took them both.