A/N: Okay I'm really bored so I decide to write this. Tell me what you think.

Random: I watch an episode of Glee yesterday night. Best one I've ever watched, Shooting Stars. If you're a Glee fan you should really watch it if you haven't already. OMG. They tackled the issue of school shootings, very emotional, although it was 2 o'clock in the morning when I watched it, my tiredness could have made it more emotional than it was, as I tried to keep my eyes opened. But anyway I'm glad I watched especially since the Sandy Hook school shooting.

[Disclaimer: I'm not even out of middle school yet, I'm 14, I don't own NCIS: LA.]

Chapter Three

"What do we have?" Callen asked as he entered OPS.

"Well, the hotel room was searched. For what? We still don't know but we've combed through hours of footage of the hospital, searching if we could find anything on the guy that shot Laggs, but so far we got nada." Nell said. "Hey, where's Sam?"

"He's with Jessie and Joshua at the safe house." Callen answered. "The wife said that Laggs was acting weird this morning, before she left with the kids to go to the beach. She said that he was fine before he read his email. Can you…"

"Already on it," Eric interrupted. "The last email he opened was from an untraceable account, I'll put up the email on the screen." Eric said right before the email popped on the screen.

*On the email*

Remember.

(Followed by a picture of Laggs and his family with a red target on the picture.)

"Looks like Laggs was being stocked." Nell said.

Sam was staring down at his feet. Intent on keeping his gaze there but something caught his attention.

"Sam?" Jessie said, sitting to the left of Sam on the couch. "Will my dad be okay?" she asked Sam as her big blue eyes became dark like a cloudy sky.

"Um, I don't know, but you know what, your dad, your dad is a fighter." Sam replied.

"When can we see him?" Joshua asked, sitting to the right of Sam.

"Not now, see your dad is still in surgery, I don't know when he'll be out."

"Well, can you take this to him when you see him?" Joshua asked as he handed Sam a note. "I made him a get well soon card, Jess signed it."

"I will." Sam said.

"My husband, he was a good man and no one, other than the people he put away, would have wanted him dead." Jessica broke the silence that was placed upon the bullpen as tears stained her cheeks. "I was partners with him for three years and we dated for one of those years, and when I got pregnant, he, he promised. He promised that I would never have to do it alone. Now, now he could…" Kensi looked up from the file she was reading and walked closer to Jessica.

"It's not going to do you any good if you think like that."

"I used to just bottle things up. Before I would have never let anyone see me like this. I built up walls to protect myself from getting hurt. But, with those wall meant that I didn't let anyone in. That was before Kent tore down the walls, something no one could do. I don't want to go back to that person I was before Kent changed me, closed off, no emotions. But, if he doesn't make, I know I will." She said as her tears became a steady stream.

"Is it worth it?" Kensi asked when she could find anything else to say.

"Is what worth it?" Jessica asked suddenly distracted from her endless thoughts.

"Is letting someone close worth it, with all the tears you've cried, do you still think it's worth it?" Kensi asked avoiding Jessica's gaze.

"If I had a chance to do it all over again, I wouldn't have it any other way. I know it's cliché but it completely true."

Kensi thought on what Jessica said for a while before nodding and walking to her desk.

"Guy's I bought coffee." Deeks said as he walked into the bullpen.

"Kens, I bought you a donut. I knew you would want one, so I got you favorite." Deeks said with the biggest grin on his face once he saw how fast Kensi grab the bag of donuts out of his hands.

"How long?" Jessica asked.

"How long what?" Kensi asked.

"How long have you two been dating?" she asked simply.

"We, we aren't dating. What, what would make you think that?" Deeks stuttered.

"Me, date him? No, we're just partners nothing more." Kensi said as she notice Deeks smile start to fade. She didn't like that she made him look like that, so sad.

"That's what me and Kent used to say, but one day, you won't be able to keep up this little charade you got going on." Jessica said accusingly

Kensi look down to the file on her desk and focused on trying to prevent herself from blushing.

Why do I care? I shouldn't, so why does it bother me so much? So what if she is? So what if she jealous? She's just another girl. No, she's not just another girl, she's Kensi. Badass Blye and she's different. She's also really stubborn. So what if she had the starring role in some of my dreams, it doesn't mean anything…

"Sir," a voice called.

"Huh," Deeks answered, returning from his confused state.

"Your coffee's ready." The voice said again.

"Thanks, Jim, was it?" Deeks asked.

"Yeah."

"Well, thanks Jim." Deeks said before exiting out of the coffee shop.

On the drive back to OSP his thought ran a mile a minute. He couldn't wait to be out of his car, being alone was confusing him more than he already was, not to mention these thoughts were dangerous.

Once he arrived at OSP, he practically sprinted inside. He knocked over a girl who was on her way out.

"My husband, he was a good man and no one, other than the people he put away, would have wanted him dead." Deeks stopped in his track. They might look similar but they are totally different. Kensi would never cry, not one tear. She would never let you see her cry, well not willingly anyways.

"Is it worth it?" The question that broke Deeks out of his train of thought. Deeks listened intensely to the conversation. His interest was at an all-time high. Is what worth it?

"Is what worth it?" Jessica asked.

"Is letting someone close worth it, with all the tears you've cried, do you still think it's worth it?" Kensi asked. Of course, it's worth it!

"If I had a chance to do it all over again, I wouldn't have it any other way. I know it's cliché but it completely true."

Once he thought their conversation was over, he walked into the bullpen. "Guy's I bought coffee."

A/N: I guess I'm doing pretty well with keeping up with writing. I would have posted earlier but I got writer's block and I had to start from scratch. If you review I'll send you a copy of the alternative chapter, it's only the beginning of the chapter until the point where I got writer's block, but it answers the question I asked in the first chapter. *I'm fairly new to this site so if you don't get a reply, I'm sorry in advance.*