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Placate [pla·cate] tr.v. To make somebody less angry, upset, or hostile, usually by doing or saying things to please him or her; appease.
Deeks knew Kensi was mad (he could just hear her say "Dogs get mad; people get angry"). Actually, she was beyond mad. Kensi Marie Blye was absolutely livid. And to be perfectly honest, Deeks didn't really understood why.
She had been undercover in a gang, trying to figure out their involvement with the murder of a Marine. Things had gotten ugly real fast and even though Kensi didn't say her safe word, Callen ordered the team to go in. Everything turned out fine and they were able to bring the gangbangers in for questioning. But Kensi had been pissed. She had been able to control her anger until they all got back to the Mission, but then all hell broke loose.
Kensi accused all three of them of undermining her abilities and of being chauvinist pigs. She then stormed out of the Mission, throwing a book at Deeks when he tried to stop her.
So, when Deeks showed up on Kensi's door step with pizza, beer and movies, she was surprised (but still angry).
"What are you doing here?"
"Making a peace offering." Was his simple reply.
"You think pizza and beer will make up for what you guys did?"
No… but it's a step in the right direction. Plus, I also brought movies." He flashed her one of his most enduring grins, but it had no effect on his partner. Deeks let out a sigh. "Look, we weren't trying to undermine you. What we saw was an op going to hell and one of our best agents stuck in the middle of it. It's not our fault you were too stubborn to realize you needed help." As soon as the words left Deeks' mouth, he winced slightly. That would not help his "Get Kensi in a Better Mood" mission.
Kensi glared at him and then softened her look. She opened the door wider to let Deeks into her place. He walked in, put the beer, pizza and movies on the coffee table and plopped down onto the couch. Kensi took a seat next to him.
"So, who ordered you over here- Hetty or Callen." Kensi asked, handing him one of the beers.
"Neither. I volunteered."
Kensi gave him an incredulous look. "Why? I threw a book at you."
Deeks shrugged. "You're my partner."
They were quiet as they drank their beer. After a few minutes, Kensi said. "I know you guys were right to come in when you did. Things were going really bad. I just hate having to have guys come and save me. I am not some damsel in distress, I don't need saving."
"That's what it's all about? You feeling like you needed to be saved?"
Kensi gave a sheepish shrug.
Deeks couldn't help but let out a small laugh. "Kensi, none of us ever thought you needed to be saved. We aren't your heroes, we are you backup. And even though you are like Wonder Woman, keep in mind, even she needed the Justice League."
Kensi laughed at this and Deeks just smile.
"Get Kensi in a Better Mood" mission was a success.
Seemed like something Deeks would do for Kensi. And I've been wanting to use that Justice League line for a while now.
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