AN: Here it is. It's been three months since the beginning of this bet and so far I think I'm doing well. My twin is so going to lose this bet…I hope you enjoy it.
;-)
They say March is the month of expectation.
Marty Deeks believes in that as much as he believes that a flying pig will fly through his window one morning and dissolve into fried bacon right before his very eyes.
March is just another month. It's the third month of the year and, for some reason, the weather is either too cold for his taste or just right. There's no mid-term there.
However, what he didn't know that morning, was that March was about to become very special. It was about to become the month of expectation, indeed.
Kensi finishes reading her newspaper and hands it to him with a small mischievous smile on her face. "Do you want the newspaper?"
Deeks already knows his partner well enough that she's planning something. So, frowning, he shakes his head. "I don't like to read it and you know it."
Kensi doesn't give up, though, and drops the newspaper on top of his desk before walking to her own. "I think you should make an exception today…"
He throws the newspaper back at her, sensing some sort of trick there. "What are you up to?"
His partner doesn't drop the newspaper. She just holds it in her hands. That mischievous glint on her eyes is starting to make him even more curious. "I'm not up to anything. I just think you should read the newspaper."
He gives up, just like she knew he would. Curiosity gets the best of him. "Okay, I'll play along. Give it to me."
After a few minutes flipping through the pages of it, he gets enough of her staring and breaks. "Is there any particular section I should be looking into?"
She seems rather pleased that he finally gave up and asked her that. "I would take a look at the movies section, if I were you."
It only takes him a second to realize what she wants him to see. It's the schedule from the movie-theatre he usually goes to. And he can't contain his excitement when he sees what movies are going to be there. "It's the movie I've been dying to see. Contraband has got to be an awesome movie."
Kensi smiles at him and nods, obviously quite proud of herself. "I know. You've only mentioned it like ten times during the past two days."
And he can't resist her, not when she's being this sweet with him, something that is not like her at all. "What do you say, partner? Are you up for a night out on the movies?"
He thinks he may have pushed it a bit too far with that one but she just smiles. "That depends. Are you buying dinner first?"
This is too good to be true. "Can I pick you up at seven?"
"I have to shower and changes clothes. Make it seven thirty and we have a deal."
He can't really keep the next words to himself. "It's a date, then."
And she doesn't get to say anything else because the guys walk in and they know better than to talk about this in front of them.
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It's already past midnight when he parks in front of her house. They both have big smiles on their faces and he's the first one to state the obvious. "That movie was awesome."
Kensi turns to him and nods. "I know. I have to admit that you have a great taste when it comes to pick movies."
He shrugs and that big grin appears on his face. "I have great taste when it comes to everything."
She laughs and shakes her head. "I'm sure you do…"
It's good to see her this carefree. "I bet everyone at the movie theatre thought the same."
Kensi shakes her head once again, a big smile on her face that reaches her eyes. "Deeks, just because you buy chocolates and gummy bears instead of popcorns that doesn't mean you have a good taste."
He nods, the grin never leaving his featured. "I was talking about my date, actually. I bet every man there was jealous of me."
He swears he can see a faint blush appearing on her cheeks but it's dark and he can't really tell. And she is a master when it comes to disguise something she doesn't want anyone to see. She just shakes her head. "You're an idiot."
And, even though he's sure it might be a bit too risky, he still answers her. "Yes, but you like me anyway."
Kensi punches his shoulder playfully. "I tolerate you. Would you like to come in?"
Deeks leans in closer to her and whispers, just to mess with her. "You do know that's what women say after a good date when they want something more, right?"
She pushes him away and laughs. "I didn't mean it like that and you know it."
He laughs along with her but ends up answering her question. "I have to go, Fern. The waves are going to be awesome tomorrow morning and I plan to be there at sunrise. You could tag along. I would make an Emma out of you in no time."
Kensi frowns, confused with his words. "An Emma?"
That's what happens when you use surf lingo while talking to someone who has no idea of what you're talking about. But it's still cute and he did it on purpose. "An Emma is a hot surfer chick. You'd become one in no time with my amazing self as your teacher."
Kensi shakes her head, obviously ignoring the 'hot'. "Thank you but I think I'll pass."
Kensi afraid of something? Not, it can't be. "Why is that?"
She shrugs and gets out of the car. "Surf is not my thing. But you go and have fun, as always."
A thought suddenly hits him and he comes out of the car too. "Hey, do I get a second date?"
Kensi seems unsure. "Deeks…"
He doesn't give her a chance to finish her sentence, though. He walks to her and stands in front of her. "Yeah, I know this started out as a joke but…Come on, Kensi. You know as well as I do that this was a date. And I also know you don't do second dates. But I know you. I know that Kensi you show men on the second date and, quite honestly, I kind of like her. You're afraid of getting hurt and I get that. But this is me, not some random guy you met in a bar. You trust me every single day at work. Then trust me with this one too. Come on a second date with me."
She looks down for a few seconds and he allows her to do so. He can be patient and he has the feeling this is one of those times he needs to be patient with her. Then, she lifts her head and looks him in the eye. "We take things slow."
"Is that a question?"
She grabs his hand and holds it, needing him to reassure her. "It's a request. The only way I can handle this is if we take things slow."
Deeks smiles and gathers her in his arms. "We'll go as slow as you want to. I'll see you tomorrow, Kensi."
When they pull back from the embrace, he kisses her forehead and she smiles sweetly at him.
"See you tomorrow, Marty."
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Love,
Sarah