Kensi was on her way to the hospital.

After she had pulled Michelle up from her from impending doom, an alert came through the com telling her that Sam and Deeks had been made and were being tortured. So many thoughts ran through her head. Kensi started incessantly asking questions inquiring as to his whereabouts and if he was ok. Hetty stopped her in her tracks and told her that she had everything under control and that Kensi should make her way back to OPS to be debriefed.

As Kensi pulled in to the hospital parking lot, a sickening feeling started to swell within her. She didn't know what to expect when she saw Deeks. The last time she saw Deeks, they argued, he kissed her, and then basically she ran away. How was she going to react? What was she going to say? Kensi was told his face, more specifically his mouth, had taken quite the severe beating. 'What if I can't kiss him properly anymore?' She thought to herself. 'Wait what? Where did that come from? Stop it Kensi. How dare you be so selfish!'

Kensi got out of the car and made her way into the hospital. She went up to the first desk she saw, pulled out her badge, and asked where Martin Deeks' room was. The nurse told her that he was on the third floor in room 302. When Kensi got up there, Hetty and Callen were already outside the door.

"Kensi, Deeks is going to be fine." Callen said as he hugged her. "He'll be out of work for awhile but he survived." "You may go on in and see him, Miss Blye. He is a bit drowsy but he would be really glad to see you." Hetty instructed.

As she made her way into the room, Kensi stopped in the doorway to just examine him for a moment. His eyes were closed and he was taking slow breaths. Hetty was right; his jaw took quite the beating. It was bruised, bloody, and swollen. His face was paler than usual and he wore a somber expression. Kensi made her way over to the right side of the bed and sat down in the chair provided. She reached out and took his hand in hers stroking it lightly with the other.

"Hey Deeks." Kensi spoke softly. "I'm here. I'm here now and I'm not going anywhere." Deeks stirred a little and slowly opened his eyes. His eyes slightly widened at her presence. "Kensi!" Her name came out muffled but she just smiled. Deeks tried to sit up but Kensi stopped him.

"Shhh. It's ok, Deeks, calm down. I'm right here."

He laid backed down and they both just stared at each other for a few minutes.

"I'm sorry I wasn't there for you, Deeks! I was scared and ran away."

"It's ok." He said. "Just stay with me now." He winced in pain.

Kensi raised her hand to his cheek and held it there ever so gently. Deeks felt the warmth and tried to smile, if not with his mouth, than with his eyes. Kensi started to lean in, looked at his mouth, then into his eyes and smiled.

"I know it hurts but can I kiss it better?" She asked.

Deeks did nothing but just stare at her. Then with a slight nod of his head, Deeks' gaze softens. Kensi leans in the rest of the way and places a feather light kiss to the corner of his mouth.

"We're going to be ok." She whispers.