Chapter 7
12th February, 2004
Kensi opens her eyes slowly and is immediately greeted by the bright sunlight coming in through the open blinds of the bedroom window.
She closes her eyes quickly because her pounding headache doesn't enjoy such bright light. God, she shouldn't have had so much to drink the night before.
Hangovers are the worst and she knows that well. Hell, she has experience when it comes to that.
And she also knows that the mistakes committed during a night of drinks are usually the worst to deal with too. Unfortunately she can always remember the night before, even when she wishes she couldn't.
She had sex with Deeks the night before.
It was mind-blowing, there is no way she can deny such a thing, but it was still wrong.
They are both undercover and distractions can end up being the dead of them. This should have never happened. Maybe if she tells that herself that many times she will end up believing it.
Kensi tries to open her eyes once again and this time actually succeeds. She looks around and sees the mess that is her bedroom. There are clothes scattered everywhere and she is sure that the space next to her on the bed is empty.
At least he left and she won't have to deal with an awkward conversation about the night before. It's a shame, really, because Deeks seems like a nice guy.
She has commitment issues, though, and he doesn't seem to be the kind of guy who knows how to deal with that kind of things. He looks like the kind of guy who would rather be with someone who has no issues, someone normal. And she has known for a long time now that she's anything but normal, as sad as that sounds.
She almost feels like running away from this but she knows she can't. She is still undercover and she needs to get this job over with. She has to think about all those people she is going to help if she manages to get this guy behind bars. She can't run away from that, no matter how much she wants to right now. This is why there are rules that need to be followed and guidelines that they need to understand.
Sleeping with someone while undercover is not a good idea. Getting involved with someone while working on something like this is never good and it can always end badly. It's not just about how dangerous it can be. It's also about how hurtful it can be for both of them.
Her thoughts are interrupted when Deeks walks inside her bedroom slowly and as silently as he can. He probably thinks that she's still asleep and Kensi is not sure if she wants to let him know she's awake. However, he's good and realizes she's awake as soon as he looks at her. He gives her a small smile and hands her the mug of what she assumes it's steaming coffee.
She seems reluctant to accept it and Deeks laughs. "Don't worry. I promise it's not vodka again. My hangover was the worst when I woke up this morning and I can only imagine yours is just as bad. This is just coffee. It works for me. Can I bring you anything else?"
Kensi smiles at him and accepts the coffee, glad that things between them are not as awkward as she thought they would be. She takes a sip of it before answering him. "That's okay. It works for me too."
Deeks sits on the edge of the bed and hands her a shirt because he's sure she doesn't feel comfortable with nothing but a sheet covering her.
Kensi smiles in thank you and puts the shirt on before turning to him. "Look, about last night…"
Deeks lifts his hand to stop her. "We don't have to talk about that. We were both drunk and we got carried away. We're both grown-ups and we can deal with this, right? I don't want things to be awkward between us. I'm starting to really value your friendship, Kensi. I feel like I can be myself around you and that's not something I feel very often. I would hate to let one night of pleasure ruin that."
Kensi reaches for his hand and gives it a light squeeze. "Don't worry about it, Deeks. I agree with you. We can deal with this. We're good, right?"
He nods and kisses her forehead. "I have to go now but we'll see each other tonight at the warehouse, right?"
She nods and he gives her a smile before walking away. She hears the door closing and allows herself to fall against the pillows behind her.
This can't be happening to her. She feels like she's going crazy. Is she really starting to fall for Marty Deeks, a man that she met a month ago? She can't be because that means she's in trouble.
God, she's a mess.
X
14th February, 2004
This is it, the end.
Kensi feels her blood boiling in her veins because of the adrenaline. Her gun is secured tightly on her thigh holster. She checks her appearance once again on the mirror before walking out of the door and walking through the familiar path for what will hopefully be the last time. Her heels click on the floor but she doesn't let that annoy her this time.
It actually makes her smile.
She will never wear heels after this; no matter how much Callen will tease her about wearing skirts and snickers or how much Renko will mock her because she is shorter than him. Her legs can't stand this kind of shoes for much longer and need their rightful rest.
As she enters the warehouse this time, Deeks is already there along with everyone else of their team.
The shipment is already there and the next few minutes are a blur.
NCIS agents and NYPD detectives come bursting through the doors and start doing what they are good at. They arrest everyone in a matter of minutes and as soon as they are done, Kensi does the only thing she is capable of doing after the long months spent undercover.
She kicks her heels off and falls onto Callen's arms with a relieved smile on her face. He laughs and holds her for a few seconds before passing her to Renko who is waiting for his turn to get a hug too. This is what she's been craving for the past few months. Callen and Renko are like brothers to her, the closest thing she has to a real family. The bond between them is a very strong one and that makes them miss each other like crazy whenever they have to be way for more than just a few hours. It got to the point where they would spend holidays and summer vacations together. Deeks was the only one there for her during the past few months.
That's when a scary thought hits her. This might be the last time she sees Deeks. She turns around to search for him and ask him for his real number but the Detective is already gone.
Well, maybe it's for the best. Or so she tells herself…
Attention: there will be an M-rated chapter very soon. I'll warn you when it comes so you won't have to read it if you feel somewhat offended by it.
Next one is the one I already gave you spoilers for.
Review and you'll read it before the end of the week.
Sarah
