A/N: Hey! This is a scene I have been playing around with in my mind for a while and I figured I would write it down. It's basically Kensi trying to help her partner. But not being sure how.
Disclaimer: I don't own these lovely amazing and incredible people.
Kensi lay in bed. It was a quiet night. You didn't have many of those in LA. Especially not in Venice, but it seemed like the world had taken a break tonight. She should be sleeping, it was about 3 in the morning, she had woken up a few minutes ago. She tossed around in bed, turning over her pillow to find the cold side. She knew it was almost time. Every night it was the same thing, and surely not five minutes of laying staring at the ceiling later she heard a muffled scream from the room next to hers.
She slipped out of bed. She was wearing an LAPD shirt that was way too big for her. It was her partner's, he'd given it to her to sleep in since it was too big for him as well. She sneaked quietly down the hallway. She opened the door on her right. She poked her head inside. Deeks was sitting in his bed, his shoulders slumped down. He pulled his hand through his messy blonde curls. He looked over at her. His eyes were dull, with dark circles under them from constantly getting too little sleep. 'Again?' she softly asked him, slipping into the room.
He nodded. 'Every single time.' He shuddered, his voice cracking slightly. She sat down on the end of the bed. He stopped being impressed by her bare legs a week or two ago. She wanted to reach out and touch him but she couldn't, he would flinch and pull away. He'd done so for the past month. That's how long it had been since they'd pulled him and Sam out of the warehouse where Siderov had kept them. Deeks had almost been tortured to death. The doctor's said it was a miracle how quickly he recovered. The nurses blamed it on him being young and strong. He had them all wrapped around his baby finger by the way. Kind of annoying how they would swoon over him. Of course his recovery was purely physical, mentally Deeks was far from fine. Nate said he might never be the same again. He had been different in the hospital. Like he felt more safe there.
Deeks had come to work about a week ago, despite Hetty's orders for him to stay home. He'd come by. To say hi, since none of them had seen him much in the hospital, Deeks didn't want them too. Kensi didn't either but after he was released, or he released himself, the two had almost been living together. He'd come walking in and everyone seemed to stop what they were doing at the same time. People had all heard about the Navy SEAL and the LAPD detective getting taken and being tortured. Everyone had been put on the case of finding them. Deeks hadn't even flinched under the attention. He had just looked back. 'Don't you have criminals to catch?' He'd slowly asked. People had quickly averted their eyes and gone back to work.
Kensi had heard his voice from the wardrobe and frozen. Callen was already standing next to Deeks when she came out. Callen shook his hand. 'Good to see you man.' Deeks had given him a small smile. 'Good to see you to. I thought I'd come by, say hi.' Callen smiled at him. For a few minutes he seemed like the same old Deeks. But when she came walking towards him and hugged him, she could feel him freeze under her touch. She had let him go quickly. 'Sorry.' She had said. In her enthusiasm of seeing him at work again she'd forgot about that. He swallowed, it took him a few seconds to pull himself back together. 'Hey Fern, don't worry about it. I'll be fine.' He'd said, smiling at her, the smile just didn't reach his eyes. She'd looked at him carefully and saw the dark circles under his eyes.
She looked at her partner, there was a small layer of sweat on his face. 'I just wish I could sleep a full night for once.' He sighed. 'I'm sorry for keeping you up. You can go back to sleep, I'll be fine.' She sighed. 'You keep saying that, but you never are.' He looked at her. The shadow of fear still in his eyes. 'I just keep- keep seeing the same things. The guy coming towards me after torturing Sam. Every car or scooter triggers the memory of the- the drill. I can't deal with this for much longer.' He stuttered. This was a new thing. A month ago Deeks would never have stuttered. But every time he said something about his torture the words seemed to be caught in his throat.
'I know and I'm sorry.' She told him. 'But I can't let you give up.' She carefully reached out to touch his bare shoulder. He took her hand before she could. He held it. 'Who said anything about giving up?' he said. There was a audible change in his voice. There was an unexpected surge of strength in it. She looked up at him. A quick smile shot across her face. She saw a glimpse of the old Deeks. He let himself fall back onto the bed. The blanked slid of his chest, showing the old scars of the time he was shot. The one on his arm was the scar of something sharp from an explosion. And a few new scars, from his latest "adventure". They all reminded her of things they'd done together.
She looked at him. He was watching her. She gave him a reassuring smile. She was fine. She had to be. For him, for Sam, for Callen. He closed his eyes. Their fingertips still touching. She watched him as his breath slowed down. He was asleep. She checked his alarm clock. 4 in the morning. Another great night for Densi. Yeah, she'd picked up on Callen's nickname for the two of them. According to him it was easier to say both their name's at once, since it cost less time. According Callen him saying "Densi duck." Instead of "Kensi, Deeks duck." Was going to save their lives once. Plus she kind of liked the sound of it. Densi. It sounded cute. She was already working on the name for Callen and Sam. Gam or Sallen or Hallen…
She tried to get up but Deeks tightened his grip on her hand. 'No.' he muttered softly. She hesitated for a second. It would be good for him to get some sleep. Maybe… she sat down next to him. He tugged on her arm. 'Stay.' He mumbled. She was sure he was asleep. She carefully slid under the blankets and laid next to him. His body seemed to relax as she did. She was glad he had a big bed. She could just lay down for a bit. Make sure he got some sleep. She grabbed a small pillow and put her head down. Maybe he would sleep. Maybe she could help him. Maybe the nightmares would leave him alone.
Kensi slowly opened her eyes. Her head was resting on something warm and solid. She slowly blinked. Wait. Her pillow shouldn't be solid. Her eyes flew all the way open. Slowly she remembered the events of that night, or morning. She was laying on his shoulder and she felt his chest slowly rise and fall. She turned around away from him, blush creeping onto her cheeks. She checked the clock. 8 a clock. Wow he'd slept four hours straight, that was a first. Wait 8 a clock? O crap. She had to be at mission in half an hour. There was no way she was going to make that. She wanted to grab her phone from the cabinet next to her bed, but she realized again that she wasn't in her own room.
She slipped out of the bed as quietly as she could. She tiptoed to her room. The spare room. She grabbed her phone. Her alarm had gone of like it always did, only she wasn't there to hear it. Softly she cursed to herself, not just Deeks had fallen asleep easier with someone next to him. She dialled the number of Ops. 'Eric Beale.' Eric answered after two rings. 'Hey Eric it's Kensi, I'm going to be late, I'll be there as fast as I can okay?' She told the technical analyst. 'Of course. Everything okay? You're whispering.' Eric asked carefully. 'Yeah I'm fine. Bye.' She hung up quickly. She showered and got dressed in record time. She didn't take the time to eat or drink anything. Coffee would have to wait till Mission. She jumped in her car and let it speed out of the parking spot.
She came in 45 minutes late. Which wasn't as bad as she had expected, traffic had been light. To her surprise. 'Well Kens how nice of you to join us.' Callen smirked. 'Did Deeks keep you up again?' Nate asked. The team had temporarily been filled with two agents from other teams. Since just Kensi and Callen didn't make a team, they made a pair, as Hetty had nicely pointed out. The agents were good, great even. But they weren't Sam and Deeks and they knew it. 'No actually, he only woke me up once.' Nate seemed to be happy to hear that. 'Good.' Nate confirmed her suspicions. 'So why are you late?' Callen asked. 'Slept through my alarm.' Kensi said, technically it wasn't a lie. Her phone buzzed in her jacket pocket. The text was simple. "Thank you.". Send to her by "Marty Deeks".
A/N: Okay, so let me hear what you think. If you want me to continue, leave me a review telling me and I'll try to make another chapter of Kens coming home from work. I the meantime, have a nice life!