Here is chapter 4! Life is busy this week, but I am doing my best! I am overwhelmed by the response to this story... so THANK YOU! I hope you enjoy the next installment! PLEASE REVIEW, I really do take time to read what you say.. It helps fuel the story! :)

-ToucheBlye

She had never liked hospitals. The yellow tinted lights, everywhere smelling like Clorox, and the frigid air put her on constant edge. Kensi stood in the hallway, the same hallway where just a couple years ago, she stood waiting for news about her partner. It was all too familiar, and this time, she was the one who was supposed to be on the table. He took a bullet for her, not to protect the child, but just to protect her. She was absolutely furious with him with his stupidity. She was mad two fold: first off he shouldn't have taken the bullet for her, what was he thinking? And secondly she was so angry he was making her go through the hell of not knowing if he was okay,not for a first time, or a second, but a third. He had already been shot, he was tortured and now he was shot again. She hates not knowing if he is okay, yet she is standing in the hallway with his badge in her hands, in the same uncertainty of his well being that is becoming too familiar.

"Ms. Blye, your covered in his blood. Might I suggest a change of clothes? Nell can drive you to ops since it's closer." Hetty said in a comforting tone.
"No Hetty. I, I just..." She couldn't find the strength to answer. Anytime she opened her mouth she was at a loss for words. She was never good with emotions, and especially not good with emotions that dealt with Martin Deeks. She was angry, flustered, worried, confused, on edge and nervous. She didn't know that many emotions could run through her at one time.

"Ah a speechless Ms. Blye...Mr. Deeks has had a very rough year and I understand. Let me know if you need anything and inform me when you know something." Hetty said placing her hand over Kensi's hands that had a death grip over his badge. Once again Kensi could not find the strength to voice an answer without breaking down. She nodded and Hetty squeezed her hands and left.

Now it was just a waiting game.

The last time Deeks had been shot it was a small caliber weapon twice, with minimal internal damage. This time around, the weapon was a bigger caliber and he was shot right near his heart. Images of him jumping in front of her, her falling flat on her ass, her smiling at him telling him it was a good shot, realizing he had been shot and the blood starting to pour from his body filled her mind. Her memory also went back to him sitting in the chair and begging for him to be untied that damn chair.
Why did it always happen to him? He is the strongest man I know but I can't protect him like he protects me. It is just not fair.

He had been in surgery for 6 hours 28 minutes, not that she was keeping track. She had been standing in the hallway the entire time; the team had taken shifts to stand with her and wait, but Kensi remained silent and stoic. Nell tried to get her to eat, and kensi ate two bites and stopped. How could she eat when she was supposed to be on the table? It was now around 10:30 and there was still no word on Deeks.

Finally Sam was the last person to come wait with her.

"Kensi... Come here." Sam said as he pulled her into a hug. Sam was a giant teddy bear who was in many ways like Kensi. He had built had walls built up a mile high, and just like Kensi, Deeks and Sam now shared a special bond.

"Sam, that's supposed be me in there. Why did he do that? He is the most infuriating person I have dealt with." Kensi said as she sobbed into Sam's arms.
"Kens, it's going to be okay."
"Sam, I can't loose him. If he dies, I can't loose him like I lost my father."
"If you saw what I saw him go through, this is nothing. He's sedated and under watch. The last time," Kensi flinched. She knew he had been tortured but she did not want to hear it and Sam knew. Sam knew she felt guilty for leaving him on the ridge and he needed to spare her the details.
"He is stronger than any of us, well you are the only one who sees the real Martin Deeks daily, but he is stronger than I ever knew he was. He also has a reason to live, and that that reason is you."
"What are you talking about?!"
"Don't play dumb blye. I see the way you look at him... You are totally and utterly smitten with him, and he is with you."
"But it's complicated."
"It's only complicated if you make it complicated. The job, sure it adds difficulties. The things you two have overcome though in the four years you have been partners is ten fold for some people who have been married for fifty years. I always joke about being married to G... But you two have something real. It's something you only find once, and you can never find it again. And I know I always haven't been a big Deeks fan, but he proved me wrong. I'm rooting for you two kens, my advice, tell him."
" oh, I plan on telling him a thing or two once he wakes up."
"It's late Sam, you have a family to go home too."
"Kensi Blye, you and Deeks are just as much a part of my family as Michelle and the kids... I also owe Deeks my life, so I'll wait here with you till he is out of surgery and then go. You do what you have to for family, Kens. I'm not leaving you here alone. Now have you been standing in this hallway since 4 this afternoon?"
"Uh, yeah I have. I lost track of time."
"And is that Deeks blood all over you?"
"Mhmm." She nodded and Sam laughed.
"Kens you look horrible. I have a change of clothes for you, and Nell got us some take out. I am not asking you too, I am telling you to change, eat, and drink something. We will wait in the waiting room now too. You need to sit before your legs give out. Here are the clothes, women's rest room is up the hall to the right, change and meet me in the waiting room."

Kensi smiled for the first time all night. No she didn't want to leave this spot, but she was thankful for the change of clothes and food. She did what she was told and changed. She then joined Sam in the waiting room to eat the Chinese food Nell had gotten them. Kensi ate her food so fast, she didn't realize she was that hungry.

"It looks like you were hungry." Sam said an smiled.
"We still haven't heard anything, Sam.." Kensi said as she looked down at Deek's watch in her hand. 11:05.
"Not hearing in surgery, can be good. He will be okay." Sam said as he flipped on the TV.
He flipped the channels while Kensi sat next to him. As he was flipping, Titanic, hit the screen. Sam looked at her: "King of the world, Deeks told us this is your favorite movie. I'll leave it here."

Kensi smiled, and yawned.
"I guess today has taken a lot out of me."

"Kens, it's okay to rest." Sam said, and with that, Kensi placed her head on Sam's lap and curled up on the couch in the waiting room.

"He is right, this is my favorite. The last time we watched it, I even had him quoting movie lines. He secretly loves it and thinks that I don't know." Kensi laughed.

Sam just laughed and Kensi smiled.

About thirty minutes into the movie, Sam noticed Kensi was next to him, asleep, with Deeks badge placed firmly in her grisp.

A doctor walked in.

"Hi there sir, Dr. Robertson. Is there a "Kensalina Blye or Hetty Lange in the room?"
"Ah, yes.. but" Sam said and he reached in his pocket and grabbed his badge.
"I am Special Agent Sam Hanna." Knowing where Kensi keeps her badge, he reached in her back pocket and grabbed her badge. "This woman is Special Agent Kensi Blye. Do you have a word on Detective Deeks?"
"Yes, Agent Hanna I do. Agent Blye is his emergency contact, and next is Hetty Lange. Would you like to wake Ms. Blye?"
"No, tell me and we will see if I want to wake her. What is his status?"
"He is very lucky. He was shot very close to the heart, there was even some damage to a ventricle. He did flatline twice on the table and he lost a great deal of blood. We were able to stabilize him and repair the damage to the ventricle, he has a broken rib too. He is still considered 'critical condition' due to the flatlining, but I expect him to make a full recovery. He is in the ICU and we normally only allow one visitor, but I will let the nurses make an exception for you two. My colleague Dr. Peters will be taking over for the evening shift and I will be back tomorrow. She is just as good as I am, and has been updated on his status. He is in room 103 when you both would like to go see him. He was under anesthesia for a good amount of time, so I would not expect him to wake until 7 Am. Just a heads up for his girlfriend."
"Thank you Doctor, ah, Kensi not his girlfriend"
"Not his girlfriend? She has been waiting around all day for him. I could have sworn, well my apologizes."
"She is as good as it gets, especially for him. If they don't get their act together soon I might harass them!"
"Well ,he is lucky to have her. She was worried all day.. Have a good night."
"Thanks Doc, you too."

Sam decided to wake Kensi, but spare her the details of the surgery. The last thing she needed to hear was that he flatlinned twice, but regardless he was out of surgery and would be okay.

"Kens, wake up..."

"SAM. Is he okay?

"Yes, Kens, he's alive, and in recovery. Room 103."

Kensi stood up and started to walk out of the room, and Sam followed.

Kensi had never walked so fast in her life, she barely stopped to talk to the nurses. Talking to the nurses was Sam's job... She just needed to be by his side.

She walked in the room, and stopped in her tracks. There were monitors and IV's everywhere, this was definitely worse than last time. She felt the tears in her eyes and whispered "He's alive. Just give him some time to wake up."

She walked over to the bed, pulled the chair next to his side, and intertwined their hands. Sam walked in and smiled "All is as it should be." he thought to himself.

"Kensi, the doctors said he was under for a good amount of time so it could be hours before he awakes. I am going to go home and get some sleep. I will have my phone on me on loud, call me if he wakes, or if you need anything. Try to get some rest too."

She smiled and looked over at him. "I will. Thanks Sam, for everything."

"Anything for family, and remember, tell him Kens, he's waiting for you."

Kensi smiled and nodded, a little unsure of what Sam meant but it was time she told him how she felt.

"Martin Deeks, I can't wait a couple of hours for you to wake up. I need you, I needed you 4 years ago, I need you today I need you right now, and I am going to need you for the rest of my life. You dumb ass wake up now." Kensi said as she stifled out a slight laugh.

"You...are... calling me a dumb ass, when I took a bullet for you?" Deeks said as he started to awake.

And Kensi couldn't answer. All she did with tears streaming down her face was cusp his face in her hands.

She stared into his blue eyes for a moment, and kissed him.
She kissed him long, and she kissed him hard.

"Well Fern, that's the best wake up from surgery present ever."

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