Title: Camp Driftwood
Chapter: 3
Written On: April 18, 2015
Published On: April 26, 2015
Characters: Deeks, Kensi, Annie, Don
Intro: Thank you to all that read, liked, and commented on my story. I really appreciate it. I do not own anything besides my thoughts. This chapter will include some military "lingo." If I get any of that wrong, I apologize in advance, and please feel free to correct me. Also sorry about the layout of the text, I'm getting using not having to indent things. Otherwise enjoy!
As the wheels turned, the wind blew harder into Marty's face. He turned to his mother.
"Hey mom, can we roll up the top, I'm getting kind of cold." He asked
"Sure sweetie." She replied.
As they headed up into the mountains, the trees became thicker, and the temperature dropped.
They kept driving, and finally arrived at camp. A large wooden sign hung over the long driveway up to the camp. In big bold letters it read: Camp Driftwood, making summer memories to last a lifetime established in 1955. Marty thought that since the camp had been there since the fifties, it was safe to say that these people knew what they were doing.
On the right side of the driveway was the lake. Kids were swimming and doing water sports. On the left side was a rifle and archery area. That made him smile. He wanted to know how to shoot a gun. He also liked the lake. Even if it wasn't the ocean, the water made him happy.
They kept driving until they reached the check in table. An older couple was sitting behind it. They parked and out out of the car.
"Mom, this place looks really cool!" Marty said enthusiastically.
"See, I told you you would like it! I loved this place growing up. I've got so many great memories from here. In fact, my third year going here was when I met your dad for the first time. He thought he was so cool. Man, he was trying so hard to impress me on his water skis. That is until he broke his leg; ahh, good times." She said reminiscing.
They both walked over towards the check in table and the older couple stood up and introduced themselves.
"Hi, welcome to Camp Driftwood! I'm Barbra, and this is my husband Tom." She said with an outstretched hand.
"It's nice to meet you both," Annie said accepting the handshake. "I'm Annie, and this is my son, Marty. Go on son, introduce yourself." She paused.
"Hi, I'm Martin, but most people who aren't mad at me just call me Marty." He said with an outstretched hand and a laugh. "I'm 16 by the way." He tacked on.
"It's nice to meet you Marty," Tom said grabbing Marty's hand. "Are you excited for camp?" He questioned.
"Oh, yes sir. I can't wait to be in the water. I want to try and wakeboard and shoot a rifle too!" Marty explained.
"Well Mr. Marty, you're in luck. We can teach you how to do all of those things. By the end of summer, you'll be a pro." He said smiling.
"Cool!" Replied Marty.
Annie stepped forward to sign the release forms while Marty looked out over the water; the monstrous redwood trees reflecting beautiful pictures out onto the lake.
Another car pulled up, this time it was a big black truck. The sound of the tires on the gravel broke Marty's train of though. Marty turned back towards his mom to say something and then he looked back towards the truck. Right then, his jaw dropped. Out of the truck stepped the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, followed by a marine in a dress uniform. He had to do a double take, because he had to have been dreaming.
'My god!' he thought. 'This can't be real; she can't be real!'
The girl was tall and tan with legs for days. Her dark brown hair fell loose and wavy down her back. Her gorgeous legs were covered by some tight skinny jeans. She had on a small black tank top that didn't leave much to the imagination. Her brown bag was slung across her shoulder. Her face was perfect and porcelain looking. He saw her bright white teeth when she smiled at him; that's when he noticed he was staring at her. He gave her his signature grin then turned quickly back to his mother who was filling out paperwork.
"Holy crap, mom! Do you see that girl?" He inquired smiling under his breath. "Sweet baby Jesus, she is a ten no doubt!" He said happily.
"Martin Andrew Deeks, you do not number women, it is very disrespectful!" She yelled. "Didn't I teach you a thing about being a gentleman?" She questioned sternly.
"Sorry mom, she is just so freaking pretty!" He said defensively.
"And who is it that you want me to look at?" She asked.
"Her." He said pointing to the girl with his eyes.
"Yeah, she is very pretty; definitely first kiss material." She joked.
"Ha ha very funny mom." He said, lightly punching her arm. "But seriously, what do you think?" He questioned.
"Marty, just grow a pair and go say hi to her you goof!" She laughed
"Fine, thanks, love you too mom!"
Nervous as hell he walks over to the gorgeous brunette.
"Hi, I'm Marty." He says with a smile. "Can I help you with your bag?" He asks, trying to be polite.
"Hi, I'm Kensi Blye." She says shaking his hand tightly.
'Definitely military manners.' Deeks thinks to himself.
"And it's ok, I've got my bags." She says sternly grabbing the handle. "Do you work here or something?" She asks eyeing his attire. He has on a white t-shirt, red shorts, and black socks. He is dressed just like the life guard she could see out on the lake.
"No, no, I am coming here to camp. I just thought you might want some help." He says with a chuckle.
Meanwhile Master Sergeant Blye walks up to the check in table. He causally locks the truck over his shoulder while slipping on his sunglasses.
He could see a woman already at the table and when he looked over his should he could see a young blond man talking to Kensi.
"It seems that our kids are really hitting it off!" Don joked. "Hi, I'm Don." He said extending his hand to shake hers.
"Annie." She said reaching out her hand to meet his. "Yeah, Marty is a real people person."
"Kensi too," he said. "We move all over the world for my job, so she knows how to make friends quickly." He said while signing the release form.
"Well I think that they'll have a great time then!" She replied with a smile.
"Yeah." He paused looking back to them. "It was very nice to meet you Annie." He explained.
"Yep, nice meeting you Don." She said
Don walked back towards his truck where Kensi and Marty were talking. They looked like they were enjoying themselves so he took his time getting there.
"Kens!" He yelled to get her attention. "I'm going to leave sweetie." He said as he got closer.
Kensi said something quickly to Marty then abandoned him to say her goodbye. She ran full speed towards her dad and her picked her up and hugged her like he did before every deployment. Then, he kissed the top of her head and whispered into her ear.
"Just remember, my home is wherever you are baby girl." He said softly.
"I love you dad, so much." She said, a tear rolling down her cheek as he set her down.
"I love you too pumpkin, I love you too."
"He looked at her one last time before he turned and walked away. Looking now towards Marty, he walked up and looked him right in the eyes.
"You must be Marty." He said shaking his hand with power. "I need you to look after her ok?" He asked.
"Yes sir." Said Marty. He nodded his head proudly, as if he had been asked to watch out for the president.
He looked back to Kensi now.
"3 months dad, 3 months and then we can be back together again. Promise me you won't get yourself killed?" She asked.
"I promise." He said looking at her tear stained cheeks.
And with that, her turned face and got back into his truck. Driving off quickly, he left Kensi and her bags to settle in the dust. Marty walked over to her and picked up her things.
"Hey, I'm sorry Kensi, but you don't have to do this alone." He said sympathetically.
"Thanks, Marty." She said.
He turned to her and hugged her tight.
"My dad died when I was little, so I know how it feels to not have a male figure there sometimes." He said.
She wiped her tear and walked with him, his arm around her shoulder.
"Marty, son, I'm going to leave now." She said; a smile on her face as she saw him with his arm around Kensi.
"Hold on a sec Kens." Marty explained.
He ran up to his mom and gave her a hug.
"Bye mom, I love you. " He said as he hugged her. "I'll see you in three months." He Laughed.
"I love you too Martin, you have fun ok?"
"Alright mom." He said.
And with that Annie got into her car and drove away, leaving Kensi and Marty to themselves.
"The rest of the summer is our Kens!" He shouted happily.
"No parents, no teachers!" Said Kensi.
"Just you, me, and our new friends. Explained Marty.
"Hey Marty, can I ask you something? She questioned.
"Anything." He said as they continued to walk.
"Can I call you Deeks? At home we refer to everybody by last name." She asked apprehensively.
"Sure." He said "Deeks it is! Hey Kensi, watch out your stepping on those spiky fern, you're going to hurt your foot!" He cautioned.
"Ah shit!" She yelled as something stabbed her through her flip flop. "Hey, you were right!" She said; a mix of laughing and pain.
"Oh I know." He said "I'm going to call you fern." He said laughing.
"Oh don't you dare call me fern!" She said limping behind him.