Hospital

Disclaimer: same as always. I don't own NCIS: LA but I do own my original characters. Onwards!

Marty Deeks did not like hospitals. He just didn't. He tolerated them well enough, he understood their purpose in saving humans lives, but he wasn't about to join an "I love hospitals" group. That being said, he could not believe that he had broken a rib on his right side, jumping off that second floor balcony. But the suspect was getting away, and had taken Kensi hostage. Just that simple fact had a normally fun-loving Deeks seeing red. And so, he jumped, landed the wrong way, apprehended the suspect and saved Kensi: all in the day's work. However, he was now currently sitting in the ER, waiting to be seen by a doctor. Kensi, who was completely exhausted by the day's events, was sleeping on his shoulder.

"Excuse me, Mr. Deeks? Dr. Thomas informed me that he has some students with him. Is it alright if they assist in the examination?" a blonde nurse asked.

"Yeah," Deeks replied, slightly wincing at the pain in his side, "that's totally fine."

Smiling, the nurse walked out of the room, closing the door behind her. Deeks turned his head and watched as Kensi softly breathed in and out. As he brushed a stray piece of hair from her forehead, she woke up.

"I'm sorry I woke you." Deeks whispered.

"It's no problem at all," Kensi yawned, stretching her muscles out "so what's happening?"

"The nurse said that the doctor would be coming soon. He has some students with him apparently." Deeks said.

"You know what would be absolutely hilarious?" Kensi began, "If one of those students was K-."

The door opened, effectively cutting her short. The doctor, who was about sixty, with graying hair and kind green eyes, walked in. Following him were about ten medical students, in their white coats and stethoscopes around their necks. The girls' eyes immediately went wide at the sight of Deeks, who had enough sense to look at Kensi apologetically. The final student closed the door, turned around and looked completely shocked.

"Marty?" Catherine questioned, "What happened?"

"Miss Rivers? Do you know this patient?" Dr. Thomas asked.

"Yes sir," she responded, "he's one of my oldest friends."

"Well my dear, then this will be, how to put it lightly, awkward." The doctor stated, looking at Deeks' chart.

"Sir?" Catherine inquired, now looking at her supervisor as though he was from Mars.

"It's your turn to conduct a patient examination. And lucky for you, this is thoracic based injury. You haven't dealt with one of those yet on your rounds have you?" the doctor voiced, looking as though he was thoroughly enjoying the situation.

"No sir," Catherine affirmed, now looking as though a trip to Mars didn't seem like a bad idea "I haven't."

"Wonderful, carry on. If you have any questions, feel free to ask myself or your fellow students." Dr. Thomas stated as he sat down.

Catherine seemed at a loss for words. Looking towards Kensi, she mouthed a quick apology. Kensi, on the other, completely waved her apology aside and focused on staring down Katie's friends, who were ogling Deeks like a piece of meat.

"Can you tell me what happened please?" Catherine began, pen at the ready, bedside manner perfect.

As Deeks explained the cause of his accident, he was astounded at how grown up Katie appeared. Her brown hair was pulled back into a ponytail and a slight hint of brown eyeliner could be seen around the edges of her blue eyes. But it wasn't the make up; it was the white coat and stethoscope. She looked the part of a doctor, and, if he was being honest, that terrified him. She didn't need him like she used to. She didn't need him to babysit her, or hold her hand as they crossed the street.

"Could you sit forward please? I'd like to listen to you lungs, if that's alright?" Katie said, placing the stethoscope's ear buds into her ears.

He sat straight and tried to breath deeply but failed miserably, as pain shot through his body. Katie's expert fingers carefully pressed on the injured area and he grimaced in pain.

"Sorry," she whispered, as she began to listen to heart after her examination of his lungs.

Once she seemed satisfied, Katie turned away from him and looked at her supervisor. "The patient broke his fifth rib at its most prominent curve the right side. I do not believe that it punctured the lungs, heart or pleural cavity. His breath sounds appear unremarkable. I would request a chest X-ray and computer topography to make sure that everything is clear. Lastly, I would prescribe a painkiller to make his breathing easier."

"Excellent, Miss Rivers." Dr. Thomas congratulated, and Katie beamed with pride. Speaking to Kensi and Deeks, he said, "Diagnostics is on the third floor. I'll call them now and place a rush order on your exams so you can get out of here."

"Thank you," the couple responded, as the doctor lead his students out the door.

"Seriously Catherine, how hot is he? And you got to examine him. And you know him." one of Katie's friends loudly said as the door closed.

"I'm all kinds of sexy, even the students know it." Deeks grinned.

"I think you'll make a full recovery." Kensi replied, rolling her eyes as she helped him into the wheelchair.

LALALA

During his diagnostic exams, Kensi went down to the vending machine to get a chocolate bar. However, the requested chocolate bar was snuck and no amount of kicking was getting in out.

"You have to hit the upper left corner." Katie said, appearing out of nowhere.

"Thanks," Kensi replied, as she hit the machine and got her treat, "listen you were really great back there. And you examined Marty so carefully, despite the personal connection."

"Yeah it was a bit awkward," Katie said sheepishly, "but these things happen. He's always shirtless when we're surfing, so it's not that. It's just, touching him so intimately, as a doctor, it's a little odd to me. He always took care of me as a child, and it was it was uncomfortable, in a sense, that now it was the other way around. I felt as though I was violating some unwritten rule that he was my protector."

"I'm sure that he didn't think that. And personally, I'm glad it was you and not one of your friends, no offense." Kensi responded.

"None taken," Katie stated airily, "they get like that sometimes. I know I had all kinds of awkward plastered on my face. But I wasn't about to flat out say it."

"You'll be a great doctor one day, Catherine." Kensi whispered, bringing in the girl for a hug.

LALALA

A little different than before, but I thought it'd be fun to play with the Katie/Deeks and Katie/Kensi relationship. I hope that I didn't use too much medical terminology there; I sometimes get caught up in it. I decided to base Katie's education on my own, the joys of being a medical student. Thank you again for your reviews.