Deeks was awoken form his slumber, he drew his gun close ready for anything. He opened his eyes and quickly scanned the room. The sound was of the bed creaking on the old wooden floor, Kensi was slowly getting out of bed.
"Hey, Kensi." Said Deeks getting out of his chair to help her. She was struggling to get to her feet.
"I didn't mean to wake you." She said quietly giving up the fight.
"My left leg had fallen asleep anyway" he said walking to her aid.
With out question he reached out and she put her hands in his and allowed him to pull her up. Once on her feet she was good but Deeks quickly slid one arm around Kensi's waist and helped her towards the bathroom. They had been partners for so long and had such a unique bond that nothing had to be said. When they reached the threshold of the door Kensi slipped from Deeks firm grip and entered the bathroom. She closed the door but did not lock it, out of trust and out of need.
This is when Deeks noticed the envelope that he had tossed on the bed earlier. He went to the bed, picked it up and tore it open along the short edge. From it he removed a few hundred in cash and a letter. He quickly read the letter, it was instructions on their next move.
"What ya reading?" asked Kensi.
Deeks hadn't heard her open the bathroom door.
He handed her the letter, she quickly read it.
"How are you doing?" he asked as she handed it back to him.
"I just want to go back to sleep." She said heading back to the bed. She was able to make the dozen or so steps to the bed, she was unsteady but he knew that she wanted to do it on her own. He walked behind her with in arms reach just in case she tumbled.
She sat herself down on the edge of the bed. He sat himself down next to her, and put his arm around her, she leaned into him and let her head rest on his shoulder.
"Thank you for coming." She said.
"I wouldn't want to be anywhere else." He replied gently.
They sat in peaceful silence for some time. "Why don't you lie down, I will wake you for some dinner."
She gently pulled away from him; he stood and helped her so that she wouldn't hurt herself. He grabbed a blanket from off the end of the bed and lay it over her, as she had yet to crawl under the covers.
Deeks sat watching Kensi sleep, this trip had been planned at the very last moment and he hadn't thought to bring anything to do. Normally he would have passed the time playing games on his phone but his phone was in Hetty's desk drawer back at the mission. They couldn't risk being traced. Kensi's phone was in evidence somewhere probably never to be seen again. They had a basic burn phone but it was for emergencies only. He would have to get some magazines next time they stopped for fuel.
After a dinner of homemade tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches made with homemade bread in the kitchen of the farm house with the caregiver and his wife, Deeks and Kensi returned to their room. Kensi hadn't eaten much but she had eaten which was something. She was stronger for the real food and sleep in a real bed, she was holding her own although she didn't push Deeks away. She enjoyed his company and he had been very much a gentleman since this ordeal had started. Even when she stumbled slightly on the stairs he didn't say anything.
Deeks looked at the bathroom longingly as he settled Kensi into the chair.
"If you leave me your gun, you can go take a shower." She said lightly.
He smiled, he needed a shower, his whole body was sore, his only sleep in the last 36 hours had been a nap in the chair in which Kensi sat. He removed his weapon from the back of his jeans and handed it to Kensi. She placed it in her lap. He then grabbed his bag from the floor and headed to the bathroom.
Kensi sat in the chair examining her surroundings, there were no modern amenities like a television or even a radio but at the moment she didn't care. She was just happy that she was not longer in protective custody with agents she didn't trust, and in the company of someone she trusted with her entire being. She would rather not be on the run but it could be worse, a lot worse. She could hear Deeks enjoying his time in the shower. She then looked at the bed, they would have to share it. She needed to heal, but he was the one responsible for the driving. She would rather have driven than be stuck in the passenger seat but she knew that she was in no state to drive plus it wasn't like it was her car. They were driving a very nice BMW that according to Deeks had been on its way to auction from the LAPD impound lot. Kensi hated to sit still but sitting still was all she could do at the moment,moving was painful. A bullet to the side was not minor injury. She felt like someone had gone in and rearranged her organs, which they might actually had done but she didn't like to think about it. Kensi noticed that the sound of running water has come to an end, her partner would soon be rejoining her. A few minutes later he did, dressed in cotton board shorts and an old tee shirt, actually it reminded her of something that Eric would have worn.
"Did i miss anything?" he asked tossing his bag down on the floor.
Kensi smiled, and she was rewarded with one of his classic grins.
"I guess not." he said moving closer to her. "The bathroom is all yours."
Kensi returned her partners weapon before heading to the bathroom. She couldn't really take a shower or a real bath because of her stitches but she would settle for a warm sponge bath and clean cloths. She went to get her bag from its place on the floor but the pain from bending in wrong direction caused her jump back in pain.
"Kens, I'll get it.". Said Deeks turning to her aid.
Deeks picked up the bag and followed his partner to the bathroom, placing the bag on the small counter and left the room to leave Kensi to do what she needed to alone.
Deeks took the opportunity to turn down the bed so that Kensi could go to bed and get some much needed rest, tomorrow they would be heading to their next destination on this little adventure. Deeks looked around the room searching for where the extra blankets might be kept other than the one he had earlier used to cover Kensi. He got lucky in the small wardrobe in the corner of the room where he turned up an extra blanket and pillow. He set them on the chair, he looked at the floor, then the chair and then decided he would take his chances with the floor the chair had left him with back ache after only a couple of hours. He continued to examine the small highly decorated room for anything to keep his attention while he waited for Kensi. He didn't find anything.
Kensi emerge from the bathroom sometime later, Deeks immediately noticed that although she looked and probably felt a great deal better, she looked absolutely exhausted He went to her and helped her to the bed, she allowed him to help her into bed.
"Good night Kensi." He said turning off the bedroom light.
"Good night Deeks," she said snuggling down into the blankets.
Deeks took his place on the floor, his gun tucked under the pillow so that it was always in reach. It wasn't ideal but it would do, hopefully their next stop would have a bed that he could sleep in.
Twenty minutes of listening to Deeks toss and turn on the floor of the small room was enough for her to admit that he didn't need to be on the floor like a puppy being punished for destroying the furniture.
"Deeks, come to bed, you need real sleep as much as I do." Said Kensi.
He didn't have to be asked twice, he pulled himself up off the floor and sat down on the opposite side of the bed. He quickly lay down on the soft inviting bed.
"Just keep your hands to yourself." Said Kensi in his very quick and very comfortable acceptance of her invitation.
"Wouldn't dream of it Wonder Woman." He said trying to lighten the moment.
Kensi smiled to herself and settled into sleep. Deeks did the same.
