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Kensi licked her lips and admired the sugary treats, separated only by a thin pane of glass. There were big ones, small ones, ones with holes and ones without. There were brown, pink, yellow, white and tan ones. There were expensive ones and there were cheap ones. There were so many.

She just didn't know which doughnut to pick.

"Personally, I like the chocolate glazed ones with the sprinkles," a voice said from behind the counter. Kensi looked up and saw a young man standing there; a shop assistant. Kensi had to admit, he was quite handsome (not as handsome as her man, though). She smiled and pointed to one of the large chocolate glazed ones.

"You mean these ones?" He nodded. She stared at the doughnut and licked her lips. It looked so tasty, and it was practically begging her to choose it.

"How much?" she asked, finally caving. The young man flashed a charming grin.

"$2 each," he answered, grabbing the tongs. "Good choice, ma'am."

"It's Kensi," she told him and glanced down at his nametag. "And I'll take three…Matt."

Matt smiled and took out three of the large doughnuts for her and she fished out six bucks from her purse and put it on the counter. The exchange was made and Matt stopped Kensi.

"Hey, Kensi, are you doing anything tonight?" She grinned at his attempts to flirt.

"I already have a boyfriend, Matt," she declined politely. She saw the flash of disappointment that flashed through his eyes.

"Oh. Okay."

"It was nice of you to ask, though." She didn't want him to be too hurt. He was actually really cute. "If I didn't have a boyfriend, I would have said yes."

Matt managed a weak grin and looked down. Kensi saw him pull something (her gut told her it was a gun) out from a drawer below the cash register and she reached for hers, only to remember that she didn't bring it.

Damn.

Matt looked back up, with a mixture of emotion in his eyes: affection, sadness, conflict and fear. Kensi tried to read his motives, but couldn't. She shook her head.

"Please don't, Matt," she pleaded quietly.

"I'm sorry, Kensi Blye," he uttered out, not able to look her in the eye. "I have my orders."

"No, you don't have to!" There were a lot of things Kensi didn't want, and one of the things at the top of that list was to not get shot. She didn't even stop to think about how and why he knew her name.

"I have no choice," he responded, a hint of sadness in his voice. "I'm so sorry."

From there, everything seemed to move in slow motion. Three bullets were fired and ripped clean through Kensi. She fell to the ground, feeling nothing but pain and seeing nothing but blur and hearing everything as distant and echo-y.

She thought she saw his face, but it kept disappearing. She blinked and tried to focus. She didn't know how time was passing; was it a lot or a little? She heard sirens and shouting voices that hurt her ears. She squeezed her eyes shut and tried to block out everything. As she did so, she heard his voice in the back of her head.

"I told you sugar is dangerous!"

She thought she smiled, remembering their conversation from a few days ago, but she couldn't be sure. The world became blurrier before it all went black.

So much for just getting a couple of doughnuts.