Hi there! So this is my first NCIS_LA fic, so I don't know if is good but!
I want to say "Thank You!" to my amazing, beautiful beta-reader, the awesome xana4 you guys really need to read and review her stories they are more than fantastic!
Disclaimer: I don't own any character, sadly! -.-'
Don't Want To Miss a Thing
Even though his trademark smile was adorning his features, Detective Marty Deeks was shacking inside. He wants to scream in pure relief.
She's okay. She's okay. She's okay. That's what he keeps repeating inside his mind, kind of like a mantra.
He blames himself for what happened to his partner but what kind of cop would he be if he didn't? What kind of partner would he be if he didn't feel like that? If he had at least given the first step towards those blasted Russians she wouldn't be in this situation. Instead, he stood right there, completely helpless. The words 'so close yet so far away' make its way to his mind.
But he should have known better, really. He's been her partner for long enough to know that when it comes to Kensi Marie Blye, one can never try to be the knight in shining freaking armor. She's independent, brave and too damn stubborn for her own good. Of course she wouldn't have let him take care of this one. Of course she would do what she did.
They don't know each other for that long, at least not when compared to the amount of time Callen and Sam know her for. However, he knows her pretty well by now. He knows about her commitment issues but that's not the only think he knows about this beautiful mystery that is her. he knows the look in her eyes when she is all alone and thinking about a problem, he can tell when she doesn't get a good night of sleep and those are just two things he can tell just by looking at her. Some people would say that he's just a good observer or that he can read people very well. That's not the case when it comes to his knowledge about her.
She's like a magnet, pulling him closer and closer to her. He refuses to think about his feelings because, even though the attraction it's impossible to deny, there are too many things that he can't ignore. Well, the attraction thing is kind of obvious but any guy would be either gay or nuts if he didn't feel attracted towards Kensi. She is beautiful, smart and has a perfect body. Besides, he's a sucker for brunettes, not that he would ever admit that one out loud.
But the first thing he notices about her is her mismatched eyes. One is so dark that is almost black and the other one is a light brown, kind of like a hazel color. Staring at her now, their bodies touching, he laughs at her attempt of a joke. But inside his feelings are all messed up and he knows reassurance. He needs to make sure she's alright, that she's there with him. He wants to hug her badly but he knows that she will punch him if he tries something as bold as that. She's just like that. Kensi is not one for public displays of affection, even though she likes him.
Not that he's a huge fan of PDA, because the truth is that he's not that kind of guy. But with her, for some silly and probably ridiculous reason, he doesn't mind. So he gives it a shot. He puts his arms around her and pulls her to his chest. For a second, he thinks that she will push him away, punch him even, because she's Agent Blye and that's just who she is. He can feel her tensing for a second and he thinks about all the endless possibilities, of the endless list of things she could do to inflict pain upon him. But that really only lasts for a second because her next move, one second later, surprises him.
She relaxes against him, sighs and closes her eyes to show him for the first time just how tires she is. She lowers those damn walls she keeps around herself to avoid showing any emotions, something that she considers a weakness. He relaxes too when he feels her pressed tight against him and buries his nose on her hair, taking a deep breath to take in her perfume. They stay like that for a while, in silence. Then he hears her soft whisper. It's a thank you and he just pulls her even closer to let her know that it's okay and that he would do it again for her in the blink of an eye.
He knows that they need to end this moment before Callen and Sam arrive to check if everything's alright but he doesn't want to move an inch, for some reason he can't quite explain. And for some reason he can't quite explain either he knows that she belongs right there, in his arms. She doesn't even try to pull away from him so he pushes his luck. He takes one deep breath and kisses her head. She takes that as her cue to do something too and he hears as she takes a deep breath too.
She starts to move and he stands there, waiting for her to move. Then they hear Sam and Callen calling Kensi. They take one last meaningful look at each other before she's surrounded by her big brothers that need to see for themselves that she is really alright. Deeks looks away from that scene. He wants to be interrogated like that too but he understands that he's not a part of that family yet. They don't have the need to know if he's alright or not at all times like they do when it comes to Kensi.
He starts thinking about what happened just a few seconds before. He felt so relieve when she safe, in his arms. There was another feeling there but he doesn't even dare to try to name it. That's a dangerous territory and he can't go down that road right now. He shakes his head and tries to convince himself that the only feeling he had when he pulled her out of that room was sheer relief because she was safe. He refuses to listen to that voice inside his head that keeps trying to tell him that there's something else in there. No, there is nothing else but the beginning of a friendship and the concern for his partner's well-being. He refuses to listen to that voice.
Or at least he refuses to listen to it right now.
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