I don't own NCIS Los Angeles! My native language is Dutch and I'm dyslectic so sorry for any mistakes.
Chapter 4
Kensi woke up with a killer headache. She remembered drinking the tequila and she saw the empty bottle standing on the table in front of her. She threw the blanket, of which she knew Deeks had laid over her, and she got off the couch. Her mind wandered to Daniel and his family. Kensi had left Ops earlier to avoid seeing Daniel reunited with his dad. How was it possible that they could reunite every family except hers? Why was is it so hard to find Damian and so simple to find any other child?
Kensi took an aspirin and stepped into the shower. She had to go to work whether she wanted to go or not. She couldn't remember when Deeks had left but she could remember drinking with him. Fortunately and deferent from other times, he hadn't said anything. Maybe because he knew it was useless. But Kensi was glad about that. She didn't need to talk. Her therapist might think something else but Kensi didn't want to talk. She just wanted her son with her.
Deeks woke up with a killer headache and licking on his hand. Monty was already standing next to its owner's bed. Deeks sighed. Now he had to get up and get outside. And outside it was bright. Why couldn't Monty walk himself?
'Come on, old boy,' Deeks said and he got out of his bed. 'Let's get you outside before you pee all over my room.' He quickly put on some clothes, not caring if they were clean or not, and he grabbed his sunglasses. Monty was following him with its tail waggling.
Outside it wasn't as bright as Deeks had suspected and he walked into the park. They were walking slowly to the park when a small boy ran over to Monty.
'Look, mommy!' he exclaimed enthusiastically and a woman walked over with a smile on her face.
'Shouldn't you ask the man first?' she asked the boy, who immediately looked up begging bright green eyes.
'Can I play with him, sir?' he asked.
'Sure,' Deeks answered and the boy stroke Monty over its head.
'I'm sorry,' the mother apologized. 'Timmy loves dogs. We can't walk pass one without him stroking the dog. If dogs were allowed in our building, I'm sure he would he would've had his own dog. Deeks smiled and he looked at Timmy and Monty. Monty was even wagging his tail, something Deeks hadn't seen in a long time.
'It's okay,' he said. 'Monty is used to kids.'
'You got your own?' the mother asked and when Deeks looked sadly to the ground she looked very sorry. 'Oh, I'm sorry. That's none of my business.'
'It's fine,' Deeks assured her. 'I don't have kids. I used to have a…kid next door. He moved.' The mother nodded and she extended her hand.
'I'm Kim,' she introducted.
'Marty,' Deeks replied and he shook her hand. He looked at his watch and cursed under his breath. 'I'm very sorry, Kim but I need to go. Before I arrive too late at my job.' Deeks whistled and Monty came jogging towards him. Timmy grabbed his mommy hands and both of them waved.
'Mister Deeks, late again,' Hetty announced when Deeks sneaked into Ops, hoping not to get caught. He winced and he turned towards Hetty.
'Yes, I'm sorry,' he said. 'Won't happen again…oh, why do I even try? I'm talking to you…'
'Yes, you are, mister Deeks,' Hetty said, stopping Deeks from speaking. 'Go sit behind your desk. There is plenty of paperwork to do. And I expect them to be perfect.'
'Of course,' Deeks said and he hurried to his desk. Callen and Sam were already sitting behind their desks working on their paperwork.
'Where is Kensi?' Deeks asked curiously, seeing his partner's desk empty.
'She called and said she would be half an hour late,' Callen answered.
'Why?' Deeks asked worried. 'Something wrong with her?'
'I didn't ask,' Callen answered and he went back to his work.
'Why didn't you?' Deeks asked. 'What if something is wrong?'
'Then she wouldn't have called to tell us she was half an hour late,' Sam answered. 'Deeks, just relax. Nothing is wrong. Maybe she had to go to the dentist. But you shouldn't ask her when she gets back. You know how she…'
'…hates it when we're overprotective,' Deeks finished for Sam, earning a glare from him. But Deeks couldn't care. He was worried about Kensi.
Kensi walked to the door of the old house and she knocked. A faint yell told her to come in and she walked inside. Ronald Evors had become a good friend of hers and he greeted her with a hug.
'Anything new?' she asked and the smile that was plastered on Ronald's face disappeared.
'Nothing,' he said. 'I talked with the guy I told you about last week, who worked with Mark for some months but he couldn't tell me anything. He didn't even know that Mark had a kid, let alone kidnapped it.' Kensi sat down in the chair in front of the desk. A chair where she sat on a lot of times searching through files. Ronald Evors was a private investigator whom Kensi had hired when the team had come up with nothing. At first Ronald could tell her new things that the team didn't tell her but after a while he got nothing. He promised to keep looking and now after two years he was looking into the case from time to time whenever Kensi asked him. Kensi knew he was feeling sorry for her.
'Like always,' Kensi sighed and Ronald gave her a cup of coffee.
'I'm sorry, Kensi,' he said while he sat down behind his desk. 'I'm really trying to find anything but like your team, I'm getting nothing.'
'At least you're trying,' Kensi mumbled.
'I'm sure your team is still looking,' Ronald said and he took a sip of his own coffee. 'They just don't tell you when they're looking because they don't want to disappoint you. And to be honest, neither do I but unfortunately I have to disappoint you.'
'At least I know you're trying,' Kensi said and she stood up. 'Thanks for the coffee but I need to get to work.'
'Next time I hope I got something for you,' Ronald said and he gave her a hug.
'See you next time,' Kensi smiled and she left the room with an empty feeling inside of her. No one was able to find Mark. How was she going to find her little boy?
When Kensi walked into the bullpen Deeks almost jumped out of his seat but he managed to stay in his chair, acting like he wasn't curious about where Kensi had been. She would tell them if it was something serious, right? Deeks found himself nodding at his own question and Sam was looking weirdly at him.
'Good to see the team complete,' Hetty said when she came into the bullpen. 'Then this is the right time to tell you that I want that paperwork finished today. And please fill it in correctly.' The team looked at the papers in front of them and they sighed. This was going to take all day to fill in all of them.
While doing his paperwork Deeks looked at Kensi every now and then and he saw her staring at her paperwork instead of filling them in. He had watched her before when they filled in paperwork and she would always concentrate only on the paperwork, just to escape from everything that happened.
But this time she was staring at the papers. Something must have happened in that hour and an half this morning. Something not good.
'Don't,' Sam hissed when Deeks was about to walk over to Kensi's desk. Deeks looked at Sam and sat down again. He tried to get back to work but he couldn't so after fifteen minutes or so he stood up again.
'I'm getting lunch,' he announced, even if it was too early to get lunch. But he needed to get out of Ops. 'What do you guys want?'
'Just get us something,' Callen said. Deeks nodded and he left the building.
The entire workday was spent in silence. All they did was filling in paperwork and Sam called his kids once to see if they were okay. Nothing else happed. No case or anything. Just one day of peace in Los Angeles.
Callen was the first to handed Hetty his paperwork of that day. But he just sat down behind his desk again. He didn't go home. At home there was not much. He took the file as he had done many times, Damian's file. He actually didn't need to read the file as he knew it by heart. Each time he hoped something was added to the file, like with his own file. But each time there was nothing.
Deeks was sitting behind his desk, filling in his paperwork very slowly. He hated days like this the most. When the team had no case and had to stay in Ops the entire day. All day in silence as they didn't speak with each other. When he saw Kensi grabbing her stuff he knew that their workday was over. Like always Kensi left without saying a word to them. Deeks quickly finished his paperwork and he also left.
Warmth and arms around her, that was the way Kensi woke up. At first it surprised her and then it frightened her. It was like Mark was back. She quickly got out of her bed and she grabbed some clothes to put on. But when she heard a moan she turned around and just stared in shock at the bed. The blue eyes that met her were also staring in shock.
'What the hell,' Deeks mumbled and his hands went to his head. Kensi looked at him a bit longer and then she hurried out of the room. She didn't want this to be real. This couldn't be real! What was he doing in her apartment? What was he doing in her bed, with her? Why were they naked?
'Kensi?' Deeks asked carefully after and he laid his hand on her arm but she shook it away. He couldn't touch her right now. He couldn't be here. But he was touching her and he was here, in her apartment.
'What the hell happened?' Kensi asked softly and she looked at him. He was wearing clothes now and he looked as confused as she felt. 'I left work and you stayed behind…we didn't eave together…' Deeks ran his hand through his hair.
'I remember going for a drink,' he answered. 'But I don't remember you being there with me…where [were] you there?' Kensi shook her head. She could only remember leaving Ops and going home. But nothing that could explain their current situation.
'We need to get ready for work,' she said, not wanting to talk or think about last night and she went to make coffee in the kitchen.
'Do you have an aspirin?' Deeks asked, understanding what she wanted. 'I got a hell of a headache, again.'
'In the bathroom,' Kensi answered. 'And could you get me some too?'
The weirdness between Deeks and Kensi was immediately noticed by Callen and Sam. Deeks and Kensi were acting uncomfortably around each other, like they had never done before. And they quickly looked away when they happened to look in each other's eyes. Even Eric had noticed it and they were watching them from the balcony, like they had done before.
'What happened between them?' Sam asked confused. 'They have never acted like this before around each other.'
'So that means they didn't have a fight,' Eric noted. Callen said nothing, he just watched Deeks and Kensi. He was asking himself if they needed to kill Deeks for doing something to Kensi. This wasn't good at all. Would they be able to work with each other acting like this? Moments like this made him miss Nate. It would have been easy to send Nate to them. Nate would have known what to say and what to ask.
'Something definitely happened,' Eric stated useless.
'We need to talk about it,' Deeks said when he had followed Kensi to the gym Kensi shook her head and she quickly went to the lady's room. Deeks sighed. Maybe she wanted to ignore this, but he couldn't. He needed to talk about it. He needed to tell her… what? He didn't even know what to tell her. Nothing like this had happened to him before. And when it happened, it had to be with Kensi. Like their relationship wasn't messed up already.
He had never stopped loving her.
TBC.
I noticed something: more and more authors start to hold their story 'hostage' unless they get a certain amount of review (or I'm reading more and more stories of authors who do that). I understand that you want review but can someone please explain why 5 reviews are better than 1. Okay, it means that more people like your story and want to tell you that. But you write the story for other people to read, right? Not to get as many reviews at possible? And when you demand a certain amount of reviews people will review think they don't mean.
I have rather one reviewer who really loves my story than 100 reviews that mean nothing.
Sorry for my rant, it's starting to annoy me very much!
And I want to thank you all how reviewed: they make me happy and mean very much to me because I'm not really sure about the story. Also big thanks to my sister for checking both stories (which has become many chapters to check) and for helping me whenever I'm stuck with the story or need something for the story like a name. So thank you Muzy95
To Pekenota14 (I would reply to your review but I couldn't): I'm really glad you like the letters Kensi is writing to Damian...they are sometimes hard to write. And I'm glad that I'm not going to fast (I check a lot with my sister to make that sure but I'm not always sure) and that I make clear what's happening because it gets confusing for me sometimes. Well the not leaving loose ends: Damian is still missing... But thank you for your review!
This has become a long author's note and I'm sorry for that. Next chapter will be posted soon (the next two are already written and checked).
