Paradise Lost
COMPLETELY AU Takes place after Blame It On Rio. Season 7 episode 5. I used a different premise and I also used a stranger rather than using DiNozzo. There was NO Sidirov or Afghanistan.
A/N 1 I own nothing from NCIS LA with the exceptions of the characters I create in my mind.
A/N 2 This story starts out dark but it ends up bright.
A/N 3 I owe all of this story to my friend nherbie. She reviewed, and edited the entire story for me. She was the guiding light in my dark mind. Thanks lady!
** THIS CHAPTER IS SLIGHTLY NAUGHTY - BETWEEN A T AND AN M **
Chapter 2
Just a few hours later, the team was sitting at their desks with the exception of Deeks. Callen noticed Deeks's desk was cleaned of all personal effects and starts thinking bad thoughts. As he thinks of what it may mean, Hetty enters the bullpen.
"Mr. Deeks tendered his resignation as Liaison Officer early this morning, effective immediately, and no, he did not apply to become an agent." Hetty says.
"But why?" asked Kensi.
"Really, Miss Blye? You have to ask that after the way you treated him? "
Kensi at least had the decency to look ashamed, she knew that her vanity was the cause of all this. Maybe if she talks to him she can straighten things out. Because there is no one else she would ever want out in the field having her back!
"This team may not know this, but there have been numerous agencies after Mr. Deeks to join them. He has taken a position with the counter-terrorism division of the FBI. We will no longer see him sitting at his desk and I just want to personally thank you all for driving him away. Especially you Miss Blye. This team had the makings of greatness until now. You may not see it yet but you will and then you will appreciate what Mr. Deeks had brought to this team." As her tirade winds down, Hetty's anger abates. "I'm sorry I lost my temper, but . . ." And a tear rolls down Hetty's cheek and she turns to walk back to her desk.
The months fly by and before Kensi knows it, a year has come and gone. Kensi has a new partner. He's married, has 3 kids, and his wife used to be his partner before he took this position. She wonders how they do it. As partners go, he's alright. He's no Deeks, but he's good. She trusts him to have her back now and that's the main thing. She hears about Deeks from Nell and Hetty now and again. His exploits with the FBI have become extraordinary, almost legendary. They have never seen anyone closing cases as fast as he has been doing and his being a lawyer helps him out quite a bit also. They're extremely happy with his undercover work and have actually offered him a team of his own. He has really shined with them. This being a Friday, she's thinking of clubbing tonight or maybe tomorrow night. If she goes out tonight, she'll have two days to recover from her outing. Tonight it is as she looks forward to the thought of maybe finding a man to take her mind off things, off him. She goes out a couple times a month and she always finds someone to buy her drinks and dance with her. There was one that actually came home with her but he never made it past her living room. She was so drunk, she passed out. She really needs to scratch an itch and she hopes tonight is the night.
Callen finds it hard to believe that a year has come and gone. The team has grown dark. There's no banter anymore and it seems like missions take a little bit longer to complete. The team dynamics are off. I never thought I would say it, but I miss having Deeks around. Sure, the new guy is alright but he just isn't Deeks. I also worry about Kensi. She's reverted back to her actions pre-Deeks. She's become reckless again. Her partner has even commented on it. He's worried about her safety like Sam and I. Sam, he hardly ever speaks to Kensi and when he does, his speech is short and clipped. He blames her for everything. He's pretty much right on though. Deeks would still be here if it wasn't for Kensi's bone headed fiasco with some total stranger. Well, no sense in crying over spilled milk. We need to keep going and Callen wonders if there will be a case today.
Sam can't even look at Kensi anymore without his blood pressure rising. Everything was so nice before she went off the rails a year ago. Then again, we all had a hand in it I guess. If we would have asked Deeks before we flew off the handle, maybe none of this would have happened. But now what do we have? Four people that work together but don't really fit together. Hetty has told me she has tried countless times to talk Deeks into coming back but to no avail. He's very happy where he is. I bet he is to. No one he needs to worry about breaking his trust or his heart. I just wish he was still here. I'd like to see him once to see how he is. Maybe I'll talk to Hetty about that. I know he keeps in touch with her. The only one he keeps in touch with.
When Kensi gets home, she kicks her boots off and heads for her bed to take a little nap before going out. She wakes up a little after 8 pm and heads for the shower to get ready. She decides to wear her silk sheath dress without any underwear. The dress just barely covers her ass and fits her snugly. She curls her hair and lets it down framing her face. She puts her 'smoke' makeup on and looks in the mirror. All she sees looking back at her is sex on a stick. She looks hotter than hell and she isn't afraid to say so herself. Around 9:30 she calls a cab to go to the club. As she walks through the door of the club her head automatically swivels checking out the 'talent' walking around. She puts a little extra sway into her walk to see if anyone is biting. She sees several gentlemen look but then look away. Huh, she thinks, they must be married. She sits at the bar and asks for a jack and coke. Before the bar tender brings her drink back, someone slides onto the stool next to her and asks her if he could buy her a drink. As she swings her head to look at him, she sees that he's quite a bit older than she is. At least 10-15 years. Well, she thinks, until someone better comes along, she'll drink with him. "Sure thing." she tells him.
"Would you like to dance?" he asks
Kensi replies, "Yes" and gets off the stool and heads for the dance floor. She is pleasantly surprised to find the man can dance rather well. The night passes fairly fast and Kensi has a bit too much to drink. During one slow dance, he nuzzles her neck where it joins her shoulder and then licks on the shell of her ear. His hands drop down and squeezes her ass cheeks and Kensi just moans it feels so good. It's been so long and she really needs to get laid. He starts kissing her up and down her neck and she drops her hand down to his crotch to check out his equipment. Nothing to be proud of but it should do for what she needs. After the dance, they head back to the bar and have a few more drinks and before she knows it, it was time to leave. As they wait for their cab, he kisses her on the mouth and she kisses him back. His hand ventures north to her chest but she says not here in front of people. There will be time for that later
As they get to her house, they get out and head up to the door where Kensi tries to unlock the door but she's so drunk she can't get the key in the lock. He helps out and they get the door open and she stumbles through with him following. As soon as they shut the door, Kensi turns to him and starts to kiss him deeply and all of a sudden she pulls away and vomits all over him. As she wipes her mouth with her hand, she falls onto her couch and passes out. The guy looks at her, mumbles about her being a stupid drunk and leaves, wondering if he shouldn't have taken her anyway. Drunk or not.
When Kensi wakes up, her head feels like someone has set up a bowling alley and they're having a tournament. What did she do last night? Has she turned into the town drunk all of a sudden? She needs to stop this. She realizes now that clubbing is for the younger generation. It's time for her to clean up her act and straighten out. Then she heads for her bedroom and changes into her sleep wear and falls into bed and, once again, thinks of Deeks. If she ever has a chance at love again, she won't mess it up. Before sleep takes her she again thinks of Deeks and what a blunder she made.