Still don't own an of the characters... sigh.
"This is depressing," Kensi motioned to the glasses in front of her and Sam. They were both filled with matchbooks, each containing a phone number per the rules that Sam had laid out as they got to the club. So far both men were pretty evenly matched.
"I don't know what this says about my gender, but it can't be good." Kensi groaned as Deeks trotted up to them with a grin, placing another number in his glass.
"She was cute, mark that one with a star for me will you, I think I'll keep her after this is over." Deeks winked and breezed off in search of his next target.
Kensi pretended to gag as she grabbed the book of matches. "Sindee, with a heart and 'call me' by her number." Kensi struck a match and lit the offending number. "Get a life and learn how to spell."
"That's the third time you've done that, is G paying you to help him?" Sam eyed Kensi's growing pile of charred paper.
"She's better off."
"Okay then, but no more bonfires, cheating is against the rules." Sam shooed her away, she had been grumpy since they'd gotten to the club and he didn't feel like babysitting on his night out. "I'm good here, why don't you pick up some numbers of your own."
Kensi slid off the bar stool, "fine, but what happens if I win?" She threw back at Sam over her shoulder.
"You don't get to play, it wouldn't be fair to my boys." Sam shot back.
Kensi smirked and made her way around the room, stopping a couple of times to feign interest in someone willing to buy her a drink. She caught sight of Deeks talking to two girls and decided to have some fun.
"There you are!" Kensi draped an arm over her partners shoulder.
Deeks shrugged her off before turning to introduce her. "Uh, hi there, ladies this is my sis..."
"Wife." Kensi spoke up hurridly.
"Ex-wife." Deeks quickly added.
"Not until the papers are filed sweetheart, until then you're all mine." Kensi leaned in closer to the women watching them. "He loses a hundred pounds, gets hair plugs and suddenly he can't seem to remember to put his wedding ring on. We've been together since high school, I guess the magic is gone, but I just can't give up on him yet, for the kids. We have five." Kensi turned back to Deeks as she started to walk away. "Get your wife a drink."
"Wow," he shook his head, "she has a drinking problem." Deeks turned back to the women after watching his "wife" walk away. "She looks good for five kids though." He laughed uncomfortably. "I'm going to just..." Deeks gestured after Kensi, both women looked at him with disgust as he walked away.
"Are you kidding me right now?" He caught up with Kensi in a dark corner, pinning her in so she had to talk to him.
"Did you see their faces, that was amazing." Kensi chuckled. "What? I was just having some fun."
"I was about to get two numbers, which would have helped make up for the ones you've been burning at the bar." Deeks continued, "you didn't think that I would notice? I don't know what your problem is tonight, but you're my partner, you are supposed to be helping me, or at least not sabotaging me."
"It's just a stupid bet. I'll help you write the reports." Kensi mumbled.
"It's not about the reports, and it's not about the bet...okay it's a little about the bet, but mostly it's about the fact that I'm good at my job Kensi, I'm really good at it, and if I can't prove that to Sam and Callen I'm going to spend the rest of our undercover ops sitting in dumpsters or acting like an idiot. It's been three years and it's getting old."
Kensi swallowed hard. "I'm sorry, I just don't like watching this it's dishonest, weird."
"This is what we do every day, though usually someone's life is at stake."
"I know, and I know it's a bet and supposed to be fun, but Callen's my friend and your mine." Kensi spit out hurriedly.
"Yours?" Deeks raised his eyebrows.
"Mine... my partner."Kensi tried to cover.
Deeks looked at her for a moment he cocked his head to the side as like he was deciding on something.
"I, um." Kensi started again, but it was as far as she got. Her partner leaned in, pinning her to the wall with his body and sliding his hand behind her head. His lips pressed against hers softly at first, then more insistently until Kensi parted hers. His tongue swept in and he extended the kiss until the hand on his chest curled up to grab his face and Kensi leaned forward. She gave a little moan as he pulled away.
Deeks tilted his head to look into her eyes, trying hard not to focus on her lips. "If you want more Kens, take it." He paused for a breath, "if not, back off and let me win this." They stared at each other for a minute, before Deeks gave a curt nod and turned to head back into the club.