Marshal Deeks AU-4
Summary: Marty Deeks is appointed to the U.S. Marshal's after passing the California bar and only answers to the US Attorney General.
A/N 1: This story is fully AU. It resides in my head, and in there, anything is possible.
A/N 2: This story wasn't supposed to turn out this way but it pretty much went the way it wanted to go. Now multi-chapter.
A/N 3:The U.S. Marshals Service performs tactical operations for sensitive and classified missions involving homeland security, national emergencies, domestic crises and the intelligence community.
The Special Operations Group is a specially trained and equipped tactical unit deployed in high-risk and sensitive law enforcement situations, national emergencies, civil disorders and natural disasters. SOG U.S. marshals meet higher standards and complete rigorous training in specialties such as high-risk entry, explosive breaching, sniper/observer, rural operations, evasive driving, less-lethal weapons, waterborne operations and tactical medical support. Group members also act as the agency's primary response force for any critical incident nationally and worldwide as ordered by the attorney general or the Marshals Service director.
A/N 4: A BIG THANK YOU TO NHERBIE FOR HER REVIEW OF MY LITTLE STORY. THANKS NANCY !
DISCLAIMER: I own only the characters I created in my messed up head. The other ones just come out to play with me now and again.
Chapter 4
As Hetty hangs up her phone, she starts to contemplate life's many mysteries. Why did Marty Deeks enter her circle at just the time she needed a fourth member for her "elite" team? Or better yet, when Kensi Blye needed a partner that would help her grow? Could fate be so cruel to her to take him away before he could even start? She doesn't think so. From everything she's read about Mr. Deeks and from what Retta has told her, the man is phenomenal. She's quite sure he'll recover and come back. Still . . .
Voices in the hall alongside her open office brings her out of her ruminations. She then realizes two hours have passed since Loretta Gibbet had called her. Well, she'll give her agents a minute or two and then she'll talk to them.
As Callen puts his bag on the floor beside his desk, he notices Hetty walking towards the bullpen. By her body language and the thoughtful look on her face, he figures she has some bad news.
"Agents," Hetty says, "I would like to inform you all that the op our Mr. Deeks was on, concluded early this morning in a fantastic success. Found in the raid, was a laptop with all sorts of information. Supply houses, distribution routes, key members, and much needed info on the overseas connection. That particular drug pipeline is now shutdown. There was one tragic happenstance at the end of the raid though. As the marshals were bringing down bodies from the overhead catwalks, one of the guards had enough life left in him to shoot one last time. His victim was Mr. Deeks. He was shot twice in the chest and just a few hours ago, the A.G. called me and said he was in surgery and the outlook was grim. He was shot with a high caliber gun."
Sam interrupts her with "Why wasn't he wearing a vest? We were led to believe he knew what he was doing. Who goes on a full scale raid without a vest? Even rookies know better than that."
"He WAS wearing a vest" replies Hetty, "but the bad guys were using cop killers. Armor piercing rounds. The rounds blew through his vest and did some massive damage to him. The A.G. also told me Mr. Deeks coded twice on the way to the hospital. They thought at the time the prognosis of him making it to the hospital was slim and none. All we can do now is play a waiting game. The A.G. promised me a call as soon as she finds out anything more. I just thought you should know." With that, she turns and heads back to her office. After a step or two she turns around and asks Kensi to come to her office.
As Kensi sits down she asks, "What do you need Hetty?"
"Before Mr. Deeks left, he stopped in here to give me some paper work and asked me to deliver a message to you if something were to happen to him. I believe the circumstances warrant my telling you what he told me. He said, "Tell her that I wished for more time to see if things would work out." Apparently something happened at the team bonding night out that I missed." And watched as Kensi's face grew red.
"We kissed Hetty, and in all honesty, I have never had a kiss that affected me so. It felt like my heart was going to burst out of my chest. I just couldn't get enough of him. It was only one kiss but it felt like it was everything. Does that even make sense?"
"Aah Ms. Blye, young love is strange that way. I can let you know what he professed to me. He said the kiss made the earth move."
"He told you about kissing me?" and her face grew redder yet.
"Yes. But only because of some questions he had about partners that were more than partners. He wondered what would happen if things between you and him developed into something more than just partners. I told him we would wait and see how things work out. You may find out that it wasn't meant to be after all. Only time can tell what awaits us my dear." And with that, dismisses Kensi.
Kensi walks back to her desk like she was on a cloud. I made the earth move for him she thinks and then smiles. Oh Deeks, if you only knew what that kiss did to me and then her face got extremely red.
7 weeks later, a pale, frail looking Marty Deeks, walks through the mission doors. He and Hetty notice each other at the same time. "Welcome back Mr. Deeks. Pardon me for asking, but, should you even be walking around yet?"
"Well, the doc cleared me for minimal walking and from the parking lot to your desk is minimal I would think. I just stopped in to see how my house was doing or if I need to stay at the Hilton longer."
"Your house update turned into more of a renovation than an update. I had all new windows installed, a new heating/cooling system, appliances, the electrical system, and a new roof installed also. Your master bathroom was remodeled and fitted with a huge bathtub with water jets. The interior of the entire house was painted and new hardwood floors installed. I also purchased minimal furniture for your bedroom, kitchen, and living room."
"So, how much do I owe you Hetty?"
"Well, Mr. Deeks, let's just call it a signing bonus. It's all been taken care of."
"Hetty, I have no idea what to say, but, thank you."
"It was nothing Mr. Deeks. Don't even mention it. Here are your keys. You may need to do a little grocery shopping as I had no idea of your tastes."
"Thanks again Hetty. I sure hope I'm worth all of what you've done. But, now I should get going. I get tired really easy yet so I'll head home and take a nap. I'll try to check in now and again to let you know how things are going."
"You do that Mr. Deeks. Get well fast as your new team can use you" and she turns her attention back to her cup of tea.
As Deeks pulls into the driveway of his home, he's amazed at how the old homestead has turned out. Hetty did a great job fixing it all up for him. As he walks through the rooms, he can hardly believe that this is the house he played in as a kid. It's so different and yet the same. He gets to his bedroom and spots the California king bed right away. Wow! That's a big bed. I may need a map to get from side to side and then laughs to himself.
For two weeks now he's been paddling his board out beyond the breakwater and sitting. He's got most of his strength back and he no longer looks pale as a ghost. He tried running a little bit yesterday and found out more than two miles was too much. That's going to take a little longer. No surfing yet either and that bothers him the most. At his last check up, the doc said another 3 or 4 weeks before he'll be able to do those types of activities. The worst thing of all this though, is the loneliness. He doesn't really know anyone, other than Nell, that he could talk to and he's fairly certain she's wrapped up with Eric. It would be very presumptuous of him to invite any of the team over as he knows them least of all. And then there's Kensi. He thinks of her often lately and wonders how she's doing. He's thought of asking her out for a drink but is a little hesitant. He's not sure where they stand after that last night before he left for the op. He can remember how soft her lips were and how they seemed to come alive against his. As soon as that thought enters his head, he feels his face grow red and his body start to react. I best go in now. I've been out here to long if I'm starting to think of things like that. It must be the sun.
As he reaches the shore and heads up the beach towards his little patio, he sees someone sitting in one of his chairs and wonders who it could be. As he hurries to the patio, he recognizes Kensi sitting there and his heart jumps up into his throat. "What's going on Kensi?" he squeaks out.
"I haven't heard from you at all since you've gotten back and was just wondering why."
"Actually, I was just thinking of asking you out for dinner today or this week end. I've been busy trying to heal and time has a way of slipping by. Plus, Hetty told me that you guys have been pretty busy lately and didn't have to much free time." As he says that, he starts to take off his wet suit and Kensi's mouth drops open as she focuses on him. She gets up and walks over to him and notices all the scars on his perfectly formed body.
"Are all those scars from your last undercover?" as her fingers trace the scars on his chest.
"Nope. 12 years as a marshal did them. 5 gunshots and 3 knifings. Countless bruised, cracked, and broken ribs. Even a concussion or two. Despite my best efforts to stay healthy, things happen." and he can feel his heart rate quicken as she drags her fingers across his chest. Without conscious thought, his eyes are magnetically drawn to her lips and how soft and moist they look and so full. To make matters even worse, her tongue comes out to slide across her lower lip. He couldn't take it any longer as he closed the distance and kissed her. His tongue asks for entrance and she grants it and it seems to him that everything came to a standstill. Time stops as all he can think of is kissing this fantastic creature in his arms.
As Kensi listens to him tell her about the scars on his body, she drags her fingers across his chest and she sees his muscles twitch. I wonder how much they would jump if I was using my tongue she thinks and licks her lower lip. As soon as she does that, his lips are on hers and stuns her into inaction for a split second and then she answers with an intensity that surprises her. He's the one! This is the man I've been looking for all of my life! And with that, she hugs him even tighter and puts everything she can into the kiss.
As Kensi drops her bag at her desk Monday morning, she has a very happy, peaceful look on her face. Hetty can't help but notice and asks her if something happened over the weekend to give her so much joy.
Kensi's answer was " Hetty, I found something that I've been looking for a long, long, time. I never thought I would find it and then it showed up out of the blue."
"I'm happy you've found whatever it was you were looking for" and turns away. As Hetty sits back down, she thinks to herself that, yes, Mr. Deeks arrival was most opportune and smiles to herself. Oh my, the future looks a lot brighter now and sips her tea.