Kensi walked into Deeks' kitchen and her heart dropped through the floor. There, sitting on her partner's couch, was the stranger from the subway. It couldn't be. How could she have forgotten? She had been so certain that the woman, who now Kensi came to think of it she couldn't quite recall a name for, had not been talking of Deeks when she mentioned her cop cousin named Marty who loved in L.A. Coincidence, that had been all. But it wasn't. In her heart she had known that. And besides, the proof was sitting right in front of her, wearing white jeans and a Yankees t-shirt.
For split second, Kensi wondered if she could still sneak away undetected. But all hopes of escape vanished as the woman raised her head and appeared even more shocked than Kensi.
Her bright blue eyes widened with wonder, and her magazine slipped from her fingers. Of course, how could she have been so stupid? The eyes that now stared at her were the exact same as the ones she looked into every day.
For a good thirsty seconds, neither woman moved, during which time Deeks decided to make his appearance.
"So," he said as he sauntered into the room, "I see you've met my cousin."
Kensi quickly composed herself and thought fast. She hadn't said anything on the subway that would have given her away... Had she? No, she had never said the name of the man in question, not given any indication that she knew the man that the woman had described as her cousin.
Convinced of her safety, she was able to formulate sentences again.
"Yeah," she said confidently, "but this isn't the first time we've met."
Now it was Deeks' turn to look confused.
His gaze darted back and forth between the two women.
"Remember a few weeks ago when I was on a mission in NY?" Kensi said.
He nodded.
"Well I was riding the subway, and I, well apparently I met your cousin. Wow," said Kensi, chuckling to her self, "this is weird."
"Well life's just that isn't it? Said the woman at last, "weird."
They both laughed and turned to Deeks, who was apparently still trying to wrap his head around the situation.
"As I remember you were pretty torn up about a guy," said the woman as she leaned back on the couch.
Deeks was now watching his cousin with the most interest he had shown her since he entered the room. Kensi begged she wouldn't continue, but she did.
"You said you weren't sure you had the confidence to tell him you loved him."
"Did she really," said Deeks, an obnoxious grin spreading across his face as he turned to look at Kensi.
She was sure she was blushing madly, but she was determined to stay calm.
She wondered if he knew that he was the guy of whom she had spoken, she hoped against hope that he didn't. But the knowingness in his now overjoyed eyes told her all she needed to know, and she cursed fate.
Right now life was somewhere between weird and just a plain bitch, but for the life of her Kensi couldn't decide where this day would fall. She merely shook her head and laughed.
What else could she do?