A/N - HEY READERS I want to thank everyone who read the first chapter especially my Awesome Reviewer :)
Marty saw a small light outside his window coming in from the deck he knew it was getting late and went to check on it. When he got there he saw something he wasn't expected. A Smile spread across his face as he watched as a three year old Mady spin around in her fluffy blue tutu on top of her pink flower dress and a pair of white stockings with orange hearts going down the outside of her leg. A fit of giggles exploded form her small thin lips filling the air with a joy.
On her feet where gray dress heals their fathers' secretary had gotten her for Christmas that day. Her dark brown hair pulled into high side piggy tails that had fallen into a lopsided mess. On her head sat a small plastic birthday girl crown. She held tight to the ends of a throw blanket she had tied around her neck like a cape. Then she accidently tripped herself up and fell to the floor in a heap of fabric.
"Are you alright Mady?" He said jumping to her rescue and helping her to her feet noticing her own make up job.
"Um hum, I am a princess like Cinder-Bella." The three year old said cheerfully.
"Really hum well dose Cinder-Bella have a big brother." Martin asked on his knees looking at the small child who still swung her arms back in forth.
"Nope but she has two ugly step brothers, and a fairly good brother." She said.
"Am I the ugly step brother or the fairly good brother?"
"The fairly good one Silly Billy," She said jumping into his arms.
"Can the fairly good brother dance?" He asked standing up and spinning her around in the air.
"I dunno, dose he?" She asked wraping her arms around his neck.
"I'd say so Cinder-Bella had to learn from some where." He said with a smile "But doesn't cinder-Bella dance to music?" He asked and Mady began to nod.
"Um hum pretty music." She said and he went over to the small CD player in the corner of the pressing play button listening to some old classical music and spinning around with her and having her stand on his feet while he waltzed around the beach and both filled the neighborhood with laughter. Then she pulled away from him and ran into the house he fallowed saying Mady but she turned around and told him wait. Almost ten minutes later she emerged with a polaroid camera she had liked at a second hand shop and a poorly hand wrapped present but Marty could tell that she really tried.
"Take pictures Fairly Good Brother." She said handing him the camrea. He bent down taking their picture twice. Then she handed him the present.
"Why don't I open this inside?" He asked.
"Alright," She said and aloud him to pick her up and carry her into her room sitting her down on the couch and placing the present down.
"I have a gift for y0u to but you got to make sure Dad doesn't see it okay." He said pulling a small box from his pocket. He carried it around every day waiting for the perfect moment to give it to her.
"Alright but why," She asked innocently.
"Because he will want to take it away," Marty explained and pulled her into his lap.
"Do you want me to open mine first or you?" He asked pushing a stray hair from her face.
"You, you" She said had and watched as he opened the wrapping paper witch was actually thicker than he expected. Inside laid a small picture frame the girl must have decorated herself. The top and bottom read his name and the two sides said best big brother in her large uneven sometimes lopsided handwriting then she took the picture Marty had just taken and slipped it into the frame.
"Thank you Mady I will always keep it." He said kissing her cheek she turned her head and kissed him back.
"My turn," She rang out taking the small box in her hand. She opened it and saw a small locket charm on a long chain. She smiled as Marty used his more nimble fingers to open the lock at inside held a picture of Sophia Deeks holding an infant Mady in her arms only moments after the girl was born.
"Is that mommy?" She asked turning her head around to face him.
"Yeah sweet girl that's mommy and you, it's the best picture I could find and thought you might want it. You know she loves you to right." He said with a smile.
"Yeah and I know she left because she no wanted me to be hurteded." She said yawning and curling up tighter to his chest.
"You know I love you right." He said.
"Um hum, can you tell me a story Marty," She asked and he nodded then began to spin a tale of a knight in a kingdom that helped everyone he saw hurt. Soon she was asleep in his arms he kissed her forehead and laid her down on her toddler bed taking off her shoes and then began to dress her for bed despite the fact she was already asleep.
After he took of all of the layers of clothing he slipped on her purple nightgown and grabbed the brush from the bed side table and began to slowly comb the knots out knowing it would just be a battle in the morning if he didn't. Next he went into her conjoined bathroom grabbing a washcloth and wetting it then he went back over to her wiping her face taking off all the makeup after he was finished he put away all of her clothes and laid the crown on her dresser then kissed her head and whispering "I Love you honey bunches of oats" When he got to his room he set the photograph on his dresser and stared at it for a moment before looking in the mirror.
It seamed like yesterday when Mady gave him the frame but truly it was eleven years ago. Now as he held it in his larger hands he ran his finger over her and could recall the night vividly. It always amazed him how that the child could wrap him around her little finger faster than anyone else he had met. Well that was until he met Kensi Blye his partner and, although he would never admit it, his crush.
He placed the photograph back where it belonged in the next to one of Kensi. He smiled he always silently joked they where his women but they where much more. Not only where they his woman they would never truly belong to another. Then his phone rang pulling him from his thoughts.
"Deeks" He said answering it the same way he always did for anyone other than Mady.
"Hello Patrick," The voice on the other end said and Deeks almost dropped his phone on the floor but caught it before the call disconnected and began to write down the number in chicken scratch hoping Eric or Nell would be able to track it.
"Don't bother writing the number down boy you know this is a burn phone you won't be able to trace me to no matter how good Mr. Belie and Ms. Jones are." The voice said and Deeks threw the pen against the wall and having to steady himself on the bed.
"What do you want?" Deeks growled threw his teeth.
"Oh Patrick can't to old friends just talk," The man asked almost mockingly.
"Who ever said we are friends." Deeks said coldly.
"Sticks and stones Patrick, can I call you Patty isn't that was Penelope called you."
"Shut up you sick…"
"Sharp words son not good um hum. But Penelope is gone isn't she and you no longer called Patrick Hall. Its Martin Deeks now thanks to U.S Marshal James Richards right sonny boy, I must say he covers his tracks good. To bad I can't say the same for Peter and Paul. They are idiots are they not, calling their old elementary school friends to stay in touch after they've been dead for fifteen years? Stupid move wouldn't you say Detective Deeks," The voice rang.
"If you hurt them," He warned.
"Oh Patrick you know I wont hurt them, not yet anyways, I can't go out of order it's a part of my signature the youngest dies first." The voice threatened.
"If you touch her I will kill you with my bare hands do you hear me Barrior."
"More sharp words, what would your mother say. Oh that's right she abandoned you didn't she left you with your father Nicolas now isn't it." He said.
"Leave Mady out of this she doesn't know anything." He said.
"You are right she doesn't and I will gain nothing from killing her except the joy to see you stand at her funeral knowing fair well if you would have kept your mouth shut you could have saved her." Barrior said and Deeks stood outside and began to get in his car throwing a bag he already had prepacked in the back seat.
"I am watching her now she is truly beautiful is she not. Brunets where always my favorite, or can't you remember." The voice said.
"Oh and incase you forgot Patrick I only keep them for forty eight hours. See you soon." He said before the line went dead. Deeks began to tear up the highway having already memorized every route to Nags Head Carolina and the fastest way to get there at any given time incase something like this ever happened. He held his phone in his hand and decided to break the one rule he always tried to fallow. Snakingly he took the battery out and threw it the whole thing on the ground making sure he wasn't ever tempted to use it.