The beginnings # 2 In between
But he didn't call her that day. She was half anxious, half happy that he didn't. She didn't know what she would do if he did call her, what's more, she was more afraid of the idea of what she wouldn't do for him if he called her. After returning to the office she busied herself with work but the haunted look on Deeks' face just wouldn't leave her alone and finally, she went home frustrated and tired.
At 9 o'clock the next morning Kensi began to worry, at 11 she was determined to call him but too afraid to do it and absolutely without any idea what she would tell him when he answered. Since when should she be paying so much attention to his wellbeing and whereabouts? But at 12 she decided that partners, no matter how new, had some privileges like for example knowing where the hell was the other part of the supposed partnership. She was absent-mindedly playing with her phone when that offending device suddenly beeped a sound of an incoming message. One look at the phone let her know that it was him. She pushed the bottom and a message flashed on her screen.
Deeks: STUCK AT LAPD LOTS OF PAPERWORK
He's alive thank God came the first thought but Kensi just pushed it back. She definitely should stop worrying about him. Then she got mad that he didn't let her know sooner, that he didn't call her to say where he was earlier. Generally, Kensi got angry because no one told her where her partner was, Hetty probably knew since she didn't come looking for him and she didn't even bother to inform her. She typed a response pushing at the keys a little harder than was needed.
Kensi: GOOD FOR YOU
She could almost see his confused look at her response. She looked at his empty desk from across the room. The pile of folders on his desk grew even bigger since she last saw them. Good for him, when he be back he would spend another boring afternoon and probably half of the night trying to dig through that. After a long moment, her phone beeped again.
Deeks: I'LL APOLOGIZE PROPERLY WHEN I'LL BE BACK
Kensi stared back at the words flashing from the screen. How on earth did he know that he needed to apologize? She didn't need his apology. She didn't care about his apology.
Kensi: I DON'T CARE
She typed back angrily but then hitting the send button she understood that it wasn't true. She did care. She cared a lot more than she was willing to admit to herself. Suddenly the idea that he figured out that she was angry just from a three words message made her smile. Maybe this brief time they spent teaming up together wasn't a complete waste of time. She glanced again at his desk. Why was she so hard on this guy? He was probably having another exhausting day wrapping the undercover mission up and dealing with all that happened once again. Her phone flashed back a response.
Deeks: STILL…
Kensi looked back at the screen and after a moment of hesitation, she typed back.
KENSI: STILL… DON'T CARE :D
But she got up and went to his desk, shuffling through the reports and other files being piled at his desk she could tell that some of them were sitting here way too long. Then she just surrendered and sat down in his chair and started doing what she could do to help.
It was way past 10 in the evening when a very weary looking detective Martin Deeks finally entered the NCIS office. He walked tiredly to his desk preparing himself for spending the whole night filling out the hordes of reports that were on his desk since he went undercover. He was pretty sure there would be at least two more from the last operation. It was going to be a long night. But when he finally stopped at his desk he was beyond surprised. Only two files were lying at his desk, the rest of them magically vanished from it. For a second he panicked that somebody took them. Frantically he looked around for the prankster dreading the thought of tomorrow when he would probably have a not so pleasant conversation with Hetty about not doing his job. But suddenly he saw a small yellow piece of paper stuck at the top of the file.
Still, don't care, but I hope you're OK
Deeks was staring down at the small piece of yellow paper and he couldn't believe what just happened. It was Kensi's writing. She did this. She made all that reports and files go away, it was amazing. He couldn't remember the last time someone did something for him just to help him. This girl was amazing, he needed to tell her that. She would probably hurt him for saying that but still, he needed her to know that what she did was purely amazing.
"I can't screw this up." He mumbled to himself taking the yellow note and putting it in his jeans pocket. He sat in his chair and opened the first file, it was the same report he was working on with the LAPD this entire day. He sighed and switched on his laptop. Just before he started working he took his phone.
Deeks: THANKS
Lying in her bed Kensi looked at her phone. You're welcome she thought but she didn't write him back. Let him suffer longer. But she just couldn't stop smiling as she put the phone on her nightstand.
A/N: I couldn't help myself, this little scene wouldn't leave me alone. No with this beta version is so much better than before. Many thanks to my awesome beta reader GinnyGinervaWeaslay who made that little story so much better :D