Hello! This is my first story, so be kind to my baby ;) I do not own NCIS LA, I mean seriously I would probably be swimming in money right now! Deeks is just so adorable and I just had to write a story with him in it!


Getting Too Close

He woke up to the shrilling sound of his alarm clock. The darkness surrounding him was comfortable in a way, because he knew that as soon as he turned on

the light he would have to leave his so ever warm and soft bed. The blond yawned, trying to figure out the numbers that the clock was trying to convey to him,

but the whole world was still fuzzy. He drove through his waves and flipped the switch that unleashed the full brightness of the morning right into his eyes.

His moan of displeasure and eye rubs could not relieve them of the stinging sensation, he sat draped in his covers until his surroundings got clearer.

Marty Deeks was no morning person, especially when it comes after just 3 hours of sleep, but there was also no way of getting around it. He felt something

wet brushing against his arm and looked down to find his loyal friend, wagging his tail. It used to startle him when Monty did this, but now it had become

somewhat of a morning routine. He slowly got up, placing two feet on the ground and then pushing himself into an upright position. As soon as he took a step,

he tumbled backwards into his bed "Maybe it's a sign I should stay in bed" Marty thought out loud, only to earn a friendly bark from Monty. He sighed and

started his second attempt, this time he stayed on track and found his way into the bathroom. Today was Tuesday, it was going to be a long time before he

and his bed could reunite for an all day session. As he got ready for work and fed monty he prayed that today would go fast and easy, but he knew better that

it probably was going to be the complete opposite. They haven't had a new case in weeks, they've been pushing papers around and the anxiety of doing

nothing was feeding on every single one of them. He got into his car unfashionably early, surprising even himself, and struggled to keep his eyes open. The

traffic was slow and his big time cushion diminished, he sipped on his coffee waiting for its effects to kick in. His patience wore thinner and thinner with every

car that cut in front of him with no signal, not knowing if this was due to the lack of sleep or the lack of driving efforts from half of L.A's residence. The radio was

no help either, playing his most hated songs of all times on all the stations he normally listens too, forcing him to listen to the local classical radio. As much as

classical music lover's loved Chopin's funeral march, it just seemed to be a reflective background noise to the sad driving going on (I know that feel bro).

He finally gave into his building rage and just honked his horn, yet there was no one who seemed to care. Throughout the rest of the drive the middle of his

steering wheel experienced a multifaceted way of being pushed, ranging from his forehead to his knees. When he pulled into to the parking lot the clock had

already turned on him and was showing his delayed arrival. He sighed and took out his bags, just to be reminded by his back that during the 3 hours of sleep

he had his body was in the most awkward position. The groan that escaped his mouth was dreadful and loud, he swore the people in the office could have

heard it. When he finally reached his desk he was exhausted, ignoring everyone around him and falling into his chair. His partner immediately took note of him

"I see you made it on time" she said sarcastically and earned herself a chuckle from the ex- seal sitting across from her. He was about to reply with something

witty when his head decided that it could no longer support itself and fell flat on his desk. "Everything ok there Deeks?" Callen asked walking towards his desk,

with seemingly another load of paperwork. He just lifted his thumb and stayed in his position for a while. "Finally a quiet morning without a comment from

Deeks, this is going to be a good day" Sam said jokingly. Kensi looked at her partner a bit concerned, it was not everyday he walked in without an explanation

for his tardiness. "Do you know if something is going on?" Callen asked quietly, leaning towards Kensi. She shook her head "Not that I know of, maybe he

stayed up late watching another stupid bigfoot show?" Deeks head shot up "First of all: I can hear you! Second: Bigfoot IS real and definitely not stupid! And

third: No I did not watch TV last night!" he replied and let his head fall back down on his desk, more gentle this time. Sam then looked over to the other two

"There goes my good day" he said acting depressed before smiling and looking back at his computer screen. They all chuckled before their ears were invaded

by the shrill sound of Eric's whistle "OP's now" he simply said before vanishing again. Kensi got up and moved towards Deeks desk "Get up princess drama

queen" she said in her fake sweet voice. He looked up "Really that's the best you can come up with?" he replied while slowly getting up. She just shrugged and

dragged him behind her "That's what you are" he left out a reply and just followed her lead. When they arrived there was something gruesome of the screen,

which he wished he could "unsee". Even the faces of the remaining two of the team had hints of disgust in their emotions.


Soooo? How was it so far? I know it is not really a whole lot of story, but if you made it through it shows me you are interested ;) Next chapter will be up soon (I am tweaking it right right now)! And for the whole hitting your horn with the knees, it is definitely possible, because I speak out of experience! :D I really apologize for the format! I am soooo sorry I did not realize it until you pointed it out, THANK YOU! Now you can see how important and appreciated reviews are! :) I know that this is not the perfect fix, but I have had some problems with my computer! I will try to make it better with the next chapter! Which will be up soon, I promise!