DISCLAIMER: I do not own NCIS: LA or any of the fictional characters of the show. Coz if I did, Deeks and Kensi would have certainly hooked up by now.
This was not how she imagined her last day would be, tied up, badly beaten, defeated, and all alone in a dark room with nothing but the sound of water dripping and her labored breath accompanying her. Her body aches all over. It hurts so much it's hard to tell where it's coming from. She fights through the pain to stay awake but she barely has any fight left in her. How long has it been? – she thinks to herself. She's not sure how long, but she knows she won't last much longer. Thoughts of Deeks swim through her revere. Her heart aches knowing she won't ever get to kiss him again. How soft his lips felt against hers. She can smell the ocean, a hint of lemon and coconut probably from his sex wax, and something else, something Deeks. She closes her eyes and breathes in the memory. She lets Deeks' face be the last image she sees. She can't fight no more. She lets go and slips deeper into the darkness..…peace.
Three months earlier…
"Whatever Deeks, you owe me crustacean!" Kensi says.
"Well if I'm getting dressed up, then you better be just as hot." She stares him down willing him to explain. "I'm just saying, I don't want people to think I'm slumming it. I'm paying then I might as well get my money's worth." He winks at her.
"In your dreams Deeks."
"All the time darling, all the time."
They both gather their things from their desks and part ways. Deeks heading towards the gym and Kensi heads outside. "Pick me up at eight Deeks, don't be late."
He grins like a fool. "Already eager to see me shnookums?"
"Don't be late."
It's half past seven and she's ready. She's wearing a figure hugging royal blue dress that stops mid thigh. Her red Louboutin pumps match the color of her lips. Her hair is down in soft wavy curls, she's got smoky eyes and her red gloss makes her lips look fuller, and kissable. Kissable? What the heck was she thinking? She's going out with Deeks as a friend, it's not a date – she scolds herself.
She paces around her house making sure she hasn't forgotten anything. Suddenly she's nervous. Kensi Blye, the self-assured, strong, confident, Super Woman-like federal agent never gets nervous on dates. Although this isn't a date, it's Deeks. And for reasons she can't explain, she is nervous.
A knock on the door brings her back. She looks at the clock and it's only ten til eight. He's early. "Already eager to see me huh Deeks?!" – she says as she opens the door. To her surprise, no one was there. She looks around to make sure Deeks wasn't playing tricks on her. No one. As she turns to close the door, she sees the note taped to her door.
I won't stop until you're dead AGENT Blye!
She grabs the gun that's wedged between the wall and side table just behind her door and goes outside to see if the person who left the note is still there. She dials Deeks' phone just to be sure he's not hiding. Oh she will kill him if he really is hiding out here. No one. She sees Deeks' car approaching before she could go back inside.
"Wow, you could have waited for me inside you know." Says Deeks.
Kensi just shrugs and grabs Deeks by the arms, leading him inside her house.
"Aren't you going to wine and dine me first? I'm not easy you know."
"Shut up Deeks!" She shoves the note towards him. "Tell me you didn't do this!" Her heart is pounding so hard she can barely hear what he's saying. Good thing she lip reads.
Deeks holds both hands up. "I just got here, you saw me get here. Besides, this is not funny. I'm funny, I've been told. And this, this is not funny."
Then, the glass on the front door shatters as the sound of gunshot rings in their ears. Bang!
They both immediately ducked and drew their weapons. They wait for a minute, making sure there aren't any more bullets heading their way. Before any of them can say anything, Kensi's cellphone beeps, telling her she has a message.
Next time I won't miss!
His workout was quicker than usual today. He can't quite explain it, but he was happy, giddy in fact. He had butterflies in his stomach making it very difficult for him to stay focused. Sam finally gave up and told him to show up again next time when he's a little less love struck.
"C'mon man, you can think about your date with Kensi later. Focus!" Sam said.
He smiles at the recollection. Sam was right, he was thinking of Kensi when he choked him out with that stick. Now, it's only 7:30 and he's ready. He's debating whether he should leave now. He fights against the urge, not wanting to appear too eager. So he does another once over and makes sure he hasn't forgotten anything. Before he knows it, it's ten til.
As Deeks approaches Kensi's, he sees her walking around just right outside the house. He sees the look on her face as he parks the car not five feet away from her.
"Wow, you could have waited for me inside you know." He says.
He was expecting a punch, or even an eye roll. Instead, she drags him into her house without saying a word. As if he wasn't nervous enough already.
"Aren't you going to wine and dine me first? I'm not easy you know." He blurts out before he could stop himself. Smooth Deeks – he scolds himself.
Before he could recover, Kensi is shoving a piece of paper at him and yelling at him. What the heck is her problem? Then he sees the message on the paper. How could she even think he'd pull a stupid prank like this? He was just telling her that it wasn't him and a loud crash, the sound of glass shattering into hundreds of little pieces. In an instant he was down on the ground hovering over Kensi, both their weapons drawn. Silence follows. Beep.
Next time I won't miss, the message said. I guess they're not going out tonight after all.
Deeks offered to take Kensi home with him tonight. He wasn't leaving until she said yes. Surprisingly, she said yes without protest. Before they left, Kensi called Eric to see if he was still at work. Of course he was, duh. Eric told her as if it was the dumbest question ever. They stopped by the Mission and gave Eric a detailed account of the night's events. Tapping his keyboard like a mad racehorse, Eric came up with nothing.
"It looks like the phone was a burn phone which is currently turned off since I can't get a signal. That or it's already in the trash somewhere, shocking, not! I've checked every street camera within the vicinity and none of the cameras have a clear view of your house. But don't worry, I'll keep digging." Eric said.
"Thanks Eric!" Kensi and Deeks say in unison as they head out.
The walk to the car was awkwardly silent and the drive home was just as bad. Deeks could tell that Kensi's shaken up by the recent events. But Kensi being Kensi, she's putting up a convincing show of calmness. She could fool anybody, but she's not fooling him, he knows her all too well now.
He breaks the silence. "Are you okay Kens?" Really Deeks? Really? – he asks himself. Of course she's not okay. He needs to have a serious talk with himself later.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
He knows better, but he chooses not to say anything.
It's been a long night. He heads for the living room and bids Kensi good night.
"Deeks, can you stay in here tonight?"
Wow, it has to be worse than he thought. But who is he to deny her. After all, he's thought of sleeping with Kensi in more ways than one more times than he can count.
He's a gentleman, he musters up all the self-control he has to keep himself from doing anything stupid. But to his surprise, Kensi moves closer to his side of the bed and she reaches for his hand, guiding him to wrap it around her waist. At this point his mind is conjuring up thoughts that would make any woman blush. Is she trying to test him? This is definitely torture and his self-control is hanging by a thread.
"Relax Deeks, I'm not going to take advantage of you. Your honor is safe with me."
"Well, now that you've mentioned it. You can take my honor any time you want. Any time!" Deeks says, grinning like a fool.
Kensi just shakes her head. But she can't help but smile at the thought. This feels nice. She thought it would be awkward. But it actually feels so good, so natural, like it was meant to be. Their bodies mold together quite perfectly. His bare muscular chest against her back feels so right. She's fighting the urge to turn around and run her fingers through his hair. She's wanted to do that for so long now. When thoughts of Deeks join her in the shower, mmm the stuff she'd do to him. Her lustful thoughts get the better of her and she turns around. The sight of him with his lips slightly parted open, eyes hooded with desire, his face flushed, and his body feels hotter than when he first joined her in bed, makes her heart beat so fast she feels lightheaded.
"Thank you Deeks."
"Ah okay. What for?"
"For always being there for me."
"Any time Kens. You know that."
"I do." She says as she plants a soft kiss on his lips. "Good night." She turns her back on him once more but continues to hold him tight.
As much as she wants to find out how good it feels to touch every inch of Deeks' muscular body, to plant kisses on his bare skin, and to make sweet love to him all night, tonight is not the night. She has so many things in her mind right now. Like who the hell was messing with her tonight? And what does this idiot want? She was so close to finally falling asleep when her phone rings…
"Hey Eric what's up? Did you find something?"
"Yeah. I'm sending you a video from a private file share site. This was uploaded tonight at 9:45 by another hacker. He's most likely an amateur coz it took me less than five minutes to find the video after I've inputted my search parameters and a mere thirty-seconds to crack the encryption. Seriously, the definition of…"
"Eric, the video?"
"Oh yes the video. Check your sky drive. The video quality is poor, but if you look closely at 0:45 you'll see what I'm talking about."
"Okay. Thanks a lot Eric. And go home, it's late."
Deeks was already up and silently listening.
"Hey. Sorry to wake you."
"Don't be. What did Eric find?"
"He sent me a video, here."
Eric was right, the video quality is terrible. They both look at the video intently. Once they reach 0:45, they see it, Kensi out in the street looking around and holding a gun. Then the video moves from Kensi to her front door, where a dark figure is looming. The dark figure appears to be looking out on the street. Now the video shows Kensi again as a car is approaching her. Then you can see Kensi's front door again, this time the dark figure is gone. Whoever's taking the video appears to be searching for that dark figure, as you can see the camera moving from every angle of Kensi's house. Then he spots it, barely visible, but there on the right side of Kensi's house, just behind some shrubbery, the dark figure is standing. But this time, he's not looking at the street. He seems to be looking straight at the camera. And as if to confirm the theory, the dark figure points straight at the direction of the camera and makes a familiar gesture, a finger across the throat, you're dead. You can hear the person on the other end of the camera scrambling to shut the video off, he says, "Oh shit." Then it goes black.
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