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So without much talking, I'll leave you to 'Halcyon' but before you go off to read it, read this:
So I'd like to dedicate this to you,
the author's best friend: the fan.
The one that keeps every writer going,
the one who motivates and inspires us.
Thanks to you, who take the time
and read this through - it means the world.
Thanks to every pair of eyes, trying to make sense
of what's written in these lines.
Thank you.
THREE
hal-cy-on
/'halsēən/
Adjective
Denoting a period of time […] that was idyllically happy or peaceful.
Noun
A tropical Asian and African kingfisher with brightly colored plumage.
Synonyms
1. Peaceful
2. Tranquil
3. Placid
August 2018 – 4 years after the crash
It was the first time in four years that she had properly smiled. In fact she started laughing. What had begun as a simple laugh quickly changed into a hysterical one. All the weight of the past years seemed to simply vanish and suddenly she felt at ease.
She forced herself to stop laughing as she noticed that she had lost control over those emotions she had trying to keep bottled up so carefully. Those positive and happy feelings, she always tried to hide because she felt guilty simply feeling them whilst he was lying in a hospital bed feeling nothing but pain. She shook away the bright laugh and the glassy eyes and replaced them by a decent smile and a slight fire lighting up in her eyes. No worry-line. No sad, tired eyes. No pressed-together lips.
The doctor smiled over the outcome to his good news. ''We believe he will wake up within the next couple of days'' he repeated what she had missed during her laugh-period.
''Thank you, really, thanks'' she said and she really meant it. She meant it and her heart skipped a beat as she realized that one of the next days might be the day.
The doctor, Dr. Lewis to be precise, continued talking about how his recovery might have seemed to take forever but that still, for a coma-patient, he was recovering oddly quick. Then he talked about vitals and numbers and statistics but Kensi wasn't listening anymore. She turned back to her fiance and leaned over so that she could whisper in to his ear the words she had been wishing to say for such a long time.
''You hear that, Deeks? You'll be back soon. You will'' she smiled, pressing her forehead against his. ''I will be here when you wake up, I promise. And you will finally get to now her...oh she's grown up to be so beautiful you will fall in love with her''
She sat there for the rest of the forenoon. Noon. Afternoon.
It was already dark outside as she walked to her car in the weak light of the street lanterns and she started shivering again just thinking about the fact that she was supposed to drive home alone. She knew it was stupid to feel like that. She was a federal Agent and at work she never felt the shivers but maybe just because when she was actually in a car she was never the one driving and she was always accompanied by either Sam or Callen. She took a deep breath before getting into the car and a even deeper one before starting the engine.
It took her way over forty minutes to get to Nell's apartment – way too long considering that half of the route she had just driven was on the highway. Quickly she turned off the engine and got out of the car. Maybe today they would be staying at Nell's.
Kensi was just walking up to the stairs as she heard the door in the next floor open and little, naked feet stumble down the stairs to meet her. She quickened her step to meet her little girl halfway and opened her arms to catch her as she threatened to fall down the few steps that were separating mother and daughter.
''Careful, honey'' she said, a little too loud and a little too anxious. She grabbed her daughter and walked up the few steps left with her in her arms before letting her down again, kneeling next to her and giving her a 'hello'-kiss. ''How was your day?'' she asked and for the first time she was eager to tell someone about hers as well.
As Rachel started telling about her day and how she and Nell had gone for a walk and had played games Kensi didn't know, Kensi looked up to find a very bright smiling Nell who was obviously intrigued by the change in Kensi's face and so she softly rushed her daughter into entering the apartment. The moment Rachel was finished talking she yawned – much to Kensi's relief.
She loved Rachel but Kensi really needed to talk to Nell and having Rachel around asking all sorts of questions wouldn't be very pleasant, to be honest. A quick look at Nell let her know that they were allowed to stay over and so she helped Rachel get ready for bed and read her one goodnight-story after the other, even made up one or two with her, whilst her friend was in the kitchen cooking for them – Kensi hadn't even noticed how hungry she was.
''Night, my little girl'' she whispered as her daughter had finally closed the curtains to her deep blue eyes. Slowly and carefully she got up from the bed Rachel was lying in, a tiny bed in a even tinier spare room in Nell's apartment, and silently closed the door behind her as she left the room.
Tired of the events of the day she let herself fall into her friend's couch, taking the glass of wine she was being offered.
''Thanks'' she smiled at Nell and took a sip.
''Is she sleeping?'' Nell asked mainly to talk about something else than Kensi's visit at the hospital. At that point she didn't know that that visit was the one thing her friend wanted to truly talk about.
''She is'' Kensi replied, looking at the closed door and then back at her friend.
Nell had noticed it earlier: Kensi was different. No, her face was. She looked more open, more relaxed, happy even – as far as it was possible for her to be happy given the circumstances.
''Kens?'' Nell sat down next to her on the couch, leaning in a little bit as if her friend was about to tell her the biggest secret on earth. Then, again, Kensi's face changed. It went from relaxed and open to glassy eyes and a tired, but promising look on her face. She took a deep breath before putting her glass on a little wooden table next to the couch and then turned her body to face Nell.
Now her friend was intrigued. For the first time in four years it seemed like Kensi was actually excited about something. Eager to share what had happened during her day.
''He's waking up, Nell'' Kensi finally said after a long pause. Her voice was almost a whisper as the words came out of her mouth and her lips were shaking. ''He's waking up''
Next one's coming up on tuesday, hope you liked this one - it's calm and doesn't seem promising, I know, but I've got you covered my friends - it's all already being written ;)