Thank you for all the reviews, favorites and follows! We didn't get a final scene with Kensi and Deeks, they only spoke once, drinking coffee, so that needed to change :)

I feel like I write a lot of emotional stuff for Kensi and Deeks, even if they weren't emotional on the show but I just love seeing them showing emotions and the next episode looks so good. It looks heartbreaking, I'm so excited.

Also, I'm really slow at writing these chapters. I don't know how people write it the day after the episode has aired. Props to them! It takes me a really long time to put all my ideas into one story that flows. Anyway, this author's note is too long already so enjoy this chapter.

This picks up after the sixth episode of season 9, Can I Get A Witness (9x6).

Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS:LA.

She walked into the boat shed and saw him standing by the table. His mind was obviously somewhere else because he hadn't even heard her come in.

"Hey." She spoke softly so she didn't scare him.

He turned to look at her. "Hey."

The exhaustion of the day was evident in his voice so she walked over to him and went straight into his arms, hugging him fiercely. There's no place she'd rather be.

"How long have you been standing here?" She pulled back to look at his face but her arms stayed around him.

"Not long. Bates and Whiting left a little while ago."

She made a face at the thought of him with those two. "Everything good?"

He laughed. "Yeah, yeah it's good. There's a lot of corruption within the LAPD but I'm just glad Bates isn't involved with that. I mean it's what I expected but I'm happy to have that confirmation..." His voice faded as his thoughts drifted back to the events of the day and the events of this past year. He had hoped Bates wasn't involved with any corruption so he was relieved when he found out he was right. They were both just trying to make the world a better place, one case at a time.

"You okay?" She asked softly.

"Yeah." Hoping he sounded convincing.

"Truth?"

"I'm just tired, Kens." She gave him a look. "Really, I'm good."

"Okay." She wasn't going to push him to tell her if he didn't want to. They finally pulled apart and he took a step back.

"I didn't see you much today." He stated.

"Yes you did."

"Well we didn't really get to talk much, just you and me."

"Yeah, it seems you were partnered with Bates for most of the day."

"Definitely not a partnership I want to continue."

"You miss me?" She asked cheekily.

"Oh yeah."

"Good." She said confidently.

"What? No I missed you too?"

She smiled. "Don't get me wrong, Nell is a great partner but she's just… not you."

"What were you guys up to today?" He asked to get back on a lighter note.

"Besides making sure your ass was being saved."

"Mhm." He was amused by her quips.

"Nell and I trained with the knife this morning."

"Yeah? How's that going?"

"Really well. She's getting better and better every time."

"That's great."

She agreed, Nell had been getting really skilled in various aspects of the job. "I really did miss you today though." She admitted.

"I missed you so much."

He lifted his hand to her cheek and pulled her face closer. He needed the closeness and the familiar scent of her shampoo. Their foreheads touched and they silently stood there just taking in each other's presence. He then slowly touched his lips to hers. He started kissing her more passionately until she pulled back slightly. "Deeks…"

"What?" He kissed her again.

She pulled back again. "Someone could be watching."

Deciding she wasn't going to continue this here, he stepped back. "I know for a fact that the meerkats aren't at OSP anymore and Hetty's not here to disturb us, like she did last time."

She smiled but then looked down sadly. "I know."

"We'll find her." He tried to reassure her.

"What if we don't? We never saw Granger again. It makes me sad." Explaining her feelings didn't always come easy to her but she's been trying to work on it. Their whole relationship revolved around communication, whether it was a lack of communication, actual speaking or just gestures. They've definitely come a very long way since the beginning of their relationship.

He took both her hands in his. "It makes me sad too." He admitted softly. "We just have to hope for the best." She nodded. "Let's go home."

"Okay."

"Is your car here?"

"No, Sam dropped me off, so we can just take your truck home, if it's not too dinged up. I'll get my car tomorrow."

"Okay."

They walked into the parking lot and she spotted the red truck right away. It was parked underneath a light post so when she walked up to the car she could see the damage clearly.

"Oh my god, Deeks all the paints gone." She looked at the side of his truck.

"Yeah, I know."

"Wow." She moved her fingers over the part where the red paint was gone.

"I'll be claiming that to my work related expenses."

"To Bates or Mosely?"

He made a face, both options weren't the best. "I haven't decided yet."

"We've had a lot of car reparations lately."

"We work so hard."

She chuckled. "That is very true."

They walked to their sides of the car to get in, Deeks taking the driver's side. Before he started the car, he decided to look at his phone. "You left me a voicemail?"

"No."

"It looks like you did."

"Uhm no I didn't, I know how you feel about voicemails." She knew that he didn't like it because he would never listen to them and she had taken over his reasoning, if you wanted to get a hold of them, write a text.

He held up his phone for her to look at, to show her the voicemail under her name. "I must've gotten distracted, worrying about you." She admitted softly.

"Worrying about me?"

"Yeah, I thought you were with Whiting and next thing I know there's a BOLO out on your truck and you're with Bates, who was the prime suspect in a shooting. Not knowing where you were or if you were okay, it just makes it that much harder to imagine not being partners everyday."

"I can't even begin to imagine it either. I always want to be with you, next to you, protecting you. I don't ever want you to feel like you're not safe." He lowered his voice. "I don't want either of us to feel lonely."

They were showing each other their emotions. "You're no longer Marty, Marty, the one man party. You've got me. All in, together."

"Together."

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