AN: This is my first attempt at fanfic. I wrote it this summer when I was going through withdrawals and I was reading lots of Densi fanfics. I finally got up the courage to post. I do have more. I will post eventually. I hope you like it!
And, I do not own the show or the characters in this story.
There was a knock on the door and Kensi's stomach gave a lurch. She took a deep, steadying breath, and after a moment called "I'll be right there". She looked in the mirror and whispered to herself "Stop being such a girl. It's not like you guys haven't hung out before".
But this time was different. It wasn't just her partner. It was Deeks. It was Marty – the man who launched a sneak attack on her heart four years ago.
Kensi walked to the door and opened it a bit more slowly than she would normally have done. Deeks was there, his long, lean body standing casually against the door frame. When he saw Kensi's nervous face he just flashed his trademark shy grin.
"Hey Fern" he said as he held up a small silver gift bag. "I got you a present".
Deeks, you shouldn't have gotten me anything" she replied, looking surprised and a bit defensive. However, she made a conscious effort in that moment to let this play out rather than immediately putting back up the walls that Deeks had worked so hard to breech.
"Kens, call me Marty tonight. Aaaand, you should be excited about that gift. Open it". He smiled a genuine smile and Kensi saw his eyes twinkle mischievously.
Kensi recognized the gleam in his eyes and looked at him with trepidation before snatching the bag from her date's hand with a smirk of her own. She stepped out of the doorway to let him in and shut the door behind him. Marty walked to the familiar kitchen and started laying out the Chinese food and beer he had brought with him. Kensi sat down on the sofa and opened her bag.
"Oh my God! Deeks! I mean, Marty! I can't believe you did this! Where did you find REAL Twinkies? This is awesome" Kensi exclaimed.
"When Hostess announced they were going out of business I went store to store and bought every pack of Twinkies I could find. This is just a sample. You're on rations, so don't eat them all in one sitting. I'm saving the rest for stakeouts".
Even as he said it, Kensi had ripped open one of the three packs of Twinkies and devoured one cake in just two bites. "Oh my God! That is so good"!
"Glad you like it Fern". Marty looked in the kitchen drawer for a bottle opener. Kensi stood up and went to the kitchen and started plating food for them.
"Oh no spare ribs for me please"
"I know Dee…I mean Marty. This may be our first date but I've known you for quite a while" she chuckled.
"Is that what you keep telling yourself to keep from being nervous" he asked, half mocking, half serious.
"How did… what makes you say that"?
"You just said it – we've known each other for years. I saw the look on your face when I came in".
"Oh very clever Shaggy. You think you kn—".
"And, I have to remind myself too" he said softly. "There's a lot running through my head right now. I'm not afraid to admit that my inner monologue helps me make sense of this new, and kind of epic development". He glanced at her before looking down.
Kensi softened and smiled. She wasn't ready to have a conversation about feelings so she decided to change the subject. She placed the two plates on the coffee table in front of her and walked back to where Marty was standing. He smiled, and handed her a beer. They touched bottles and drank and then Kensi acted on impulse. She took his hand and led him to the sofa.
"Alright" Deeks said softly to himself. He smiled and sat down next to her. "What are we watching? After America's Next Top Model, of course. Have you seen Tyra's new hair? I'm still not sure how I feel about it".
Kensi stared at him incredulously. "You do not watch this when you're not here." She couldn't help think to herself that this man keeps getting better and better.
"Yes I do. I have to be up to date so I'm not lost when we have beer night. Besides Fern, who else are you gonna talk about it with – Sam"?
Kensi laughed out loud. "Can you imagine? Sam analyzing the photo shoots and critiquing their cat walks". She laughed, again, more loudly. Deeks thought to himself just how cute she is when she lets her guard down.
"Alright , let's go. Turn it on. Then I have something for us to watch after".
Kensi guessed that he had Titanic hidden somewhere. If he really had the Blue Ray of her favorite movie he would be the best boyfriend ever.
Woah – where did that boyfriend word come from? First Date Kensi does not do boyfriends. But then again, this is Marty. This is Martin A. Deeks. He's not like anyone she's ever known. This could be different. She knew she had to be strong and let him lead her through this new territory. She had made up her mind that she was committed to try.
Marty glanced over at his girlfriend. If she knew that he was thinking of First Date Kensi has his girlfriend she would surely go all ninja on his ass. But she was lost in thought. He wondered what she was thinking about – that model's outfit (Kensi would look way better than that, even in jeans and a plaid shirt), owning a Hostess Twinkie factory (her sweet tooth has a mind of its own), him (let's not go there just yet. Just let things happen).
They both snapped out of their private reveries. They ate and drank and discussed the show, completely at ease with each other. When the show was over, Marty got up and stood in front of the TV. "And now Kensalina, for your viewing pleasure…drum roll please". Kensi obliged and rapped on the table with her hands. Deeks pulled out the Blue Ray disk. "Weekend at Bernie's…2"!
"Seriously Marty? Weekend at Bernie's 2? Wha…who does…why would you…why? Please don't make me watch this"!
"Just give it a try Kens. For me? Just the first 10 minutes. Then if it sucks that badly we can change it. Please Fern, Please". He pouted.
Kensi took a deep breath. She wasn't sure whether to be amused or annoyed. However she remembered the promise she made to herself and said "Ok". Marty turned on the movie ands settled back on the sofa. The opening scene started to play. Marty watched as Kensi's expression softened and her eyes widened.
"This is Titanic! Thank God it's not Weekend at Bernie's 2" she laughed. She turned to look at the huge grin on his face. She couldn't help herself. She flung her arms around him in a hug. As he held her back she whispered in his ear "You are amazing".
He didn't know what to say to her. Scratch that. He didn't know how to respond without scaring her off. In truth, he wanted to tell her how much he loved her. But he settled with kissing her head and inhaling the sweet smell of her hair. "Sunshine" he breathed. She smiled and nestled into his arms and chest and they watched Titanic as he stroked her deep, chestnut hair.
When the movie was over they got up and Marty began to clean their dishes.
"Don't worry about that, I'll do it" Kensi said.
"Yeah right Princess. Do you even know how to do dishes?" Deeks rolled his eyes.
"I promise. Besides, you need to go home and sleep. You have to get up early tomorrow".
"No I don't. Tomorrow is Sunday. Lazy Sunday. I can get up whenever I want. And I plan to sleep really late".
Kensi smiled broadly. "Nope. I have a present for you too. You're giving me a surfing lesson tomorrow at 6:30am".
Deeks looked at Kensi quizzically. "That sounds like work. Isn't that more a present for you"?
Stepping close to him, seductively, daringly, willing him to kiss her she said "I promise I won't hit you when you try to touch me".
"There's the real gift," he said as he closed the space between them. He leaned down and kissed her. Her lips were soft. To his surprise she didn't retreat. She returned the kiss and even allowed his tongue to enter her mouth. He picked her up and sat her on the counter where they continued their passion for quite a while. When they finally broke apart, they both smiled at each other. Their smiles turned into laughter.
"This is really happening".
"Yes it is Kensi, and I'm so glad it's happening". He kissed her tenderly on the forehead. "I gotta go. I got another date in the morning". He winked at her as he walked out the door and toward his car.
"I'll pick you up at 0630" she called after him.
Without turning back he put a thumbs up high in the air. Kensi closed the door and slid to the floor of her apartment. She had a huge smile on her face. She slowly got up and opened another Twinkie, taking a tiny bite. Then she picked up her phone and dialed a number. "Hello, Mom"?
Deeks climbed into his car and laid his head back against the seat. He was still smiling. "It's a wrap. I'm completely in love. I better not screw this up. She is so the one. I can't wait to tell Monty".