Kensi looked up from her desk where she was finishing her last minute paperwork due that morning, to the clicking on steps coming towards her. What she saw, was not what she was expecting that Friday or any day for that matter. Coming towards her in a sullen mood was her partner Marty Deeks in his dress blues, from his cap down to his polished boots. With each step he came closer and each step was emphasized by the clicking coming from his shoes.
With Kensi freezing like that, as she looked up Callen and Sam both looked up and were speechless. Everyone knows that Deeks is an exceptional Detective and earned some awards but none of them fully realized just how many he had earned in the years he had been in the force. The amount of medals on his jacket were staggering and very overwhelming.
Deeks knew that coming into work in his dress blues would cause some distraction, but he expected ribbing like, nice outfit or why are you in that thing, but he never expected the team to be speechless. He knew he should have changed but that was too much work and he really needed the speech he had left in his desk drawer. He did not want to talk much today. He knew that when he did the pain of loss would thicken his voice and he was not in a sharing mood.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Kensi asked puzzled and still a little breathless. She always did love men in uniform even if she did not admit it to anyone let alone herself very often.
"I have to be somewhere and will be back later" Deeks answered in a leave me alone type of voice. He was still a little raw from loosing one of his best friends and was on the way to the funeral. He did not want to make a big fuss about it because he was barely holding it together.
He quickly turned and left leaving the rest of the team voiceless watching his retreating back.