A/N: Well this is going to be one long summer. I really love summer. In fact, the only thing I really hate about summer is not having new episodes of my favorite shows. I have no idea how I survived that before FanFiction. This is kind of a post season finale, an AU I suppose. There are spoilers for pretty much everything after Spoils of War, so if you have not seen them, and do not wish to be spoiled, turn back now.

Disclaimer: If I owned NCIS: Los Angeles, season five would have went very differently.

It had been one long day. Kensi sat on the couch in the bullpen, struggling to control her emotions. They'd gotten Sam and Callen back in one piece, thankfully. It took a bit of work, and a whole lot of bullets, but they were back. Now Sam was home with his family, Callen had taken off. Eric had a date of some sort, and God only knows where Hetty was. Deeks and Talia had gone out for a drink.

No, the emotion that was clouding her thoughts was not worry for her friends. It was jealousy. jealousy, possessiveness, whatever you wanted to call it. It was all because of Deeks. Actually, it was all because of Talia. That stupid DEA agent had got to her, turning her into a jealous teenager.

It was Monica all over again, but somehow, it was worse. Because now, there was no thing. And for some reason, that made it ten times harder. Deeks had pretty much said her didn't want her, gave back her father's knife. But she'd lost him long before that.

When she'd got back from Afghanistan, he's awkwardly driven her home. When he'd stopped the car, she'd gotten out, took her bag, and looked at him, a silent plea to come in with her.

But nope. He'd mumbled something about having to check on Monty and high tailed it out of there. Leaving her alone to face an empty apartment. She'd stayed outside for who knows how long, before she realized she didn't want to enter alone. In fact, she couldn't bring herself to take the steps to the door, no matter how hard she tried.

So she called Nell, the only other person she could really think that she wanted to be with at that moment. Hetty was definitely out of the question. Granger was a step up, only slightly, and she was not calling him. Sam was with his family. Callen wouldn't be much comfort, he wouldn't know how to react, because she knew there'd be crying. Eric would be awkward. So Nell it was. Because her first choice apparently didn't want to be with her.

Nell had arrived, ice cream, doughnuts, and all other sorts of treats in hand. They entered the apartment tentatively, and Kensi flipped on the switch. The whole house was clean. In fact, cleaner than she left it. In the corner, her latest plant project was thriving. The only thing that looked recently used was the dog bed she kept in her living for Monty, which had a new ball placed in it. Deeks.

She and Nell had settled in for the night, catching Kensi up on the latest gossip, while chowing down on the sugary snacks. It was like the sleepovers Kensi never went to as a teen.

But the person she wished would just show up at her apartment never did. Every time a car door slammed outside, she perked up. But it was never him.

Looking back on it now, Kensi should have seen the signs. She should have known. When Deeks left her, it hurt a lot. When he gave her father's knife back, it hurt a lot. When Talia flirted with him, it hurt a lot. In fact, ever since Kensi got back, thanks to Marty Deeks, she's been hurting a lot.

"Your beautiful!"

What the hell was that supposed to mean? He pretty much breaks up with her, then says that? Does he just enjoy playing with her?

She was so wrapped up in her line of thought, she barely felt someone sit down next to her.

This has become a nightly occurrence. She'd be sitting on the couch in the bull pen, and Nell would sit down next to her, ready to hear her vent about Deeks. She didn't even have to look over to know who it was.

"I shouldn't act this way. I'm Bad-Ass Blye, not some love sick teenager. But it just gets to me, you know? Obviously he's over me, and maybe he does like Talia. I mean, why not? But I am still so damn in love with him, and it hurts. It's been hurting since that night I got back. That night with you was fun, don't get me wrong. But when he dropped me off, all I wanted was for him to take me inside, and hold me. Make me forget it all. I know it's stupid, but I wanted to be the weak damsel in distress for once. And tonight, it was like Talia was twisting my father's knife into my gut, every time she flirted. And every time he hugged her. And their going out for a drink tonight, to catch up. So yeah, damn it, I'm jealous. That's all there is to it."

Her voice cracked and she looked over at Nell, tears threatening to spill over. Nell simply nodded, and held her arms open. Kensi hugged her for all that she was worth, because it was nice to be comforted by somebody.

Neither of them noticed the detective standing in the hallway, who was no longer thinking of his forgotten bag.

A/N: So I'm planning on doing at least one more chapter. Your thoughts/reviews are very much appreciated.