Chapter 9
P.O.V. Kensi
"I'm going back to L.A."
"No, you can't leave" Granger replies
"It wasn't a question. I'm going back to L.A. whether you like it or not. I have to know that my partner is okay."
After hearing the news about Deeks I've been freaking out and doing everything I possibly can to get home to Deeks. I have to know wheatear Deeks is going to be okay or not. He has to be okay, I don't know what I would do if he wasn't.
"You can't leave; you're on a very important and classified assignment. You can't just leave in the middle of it."
"I don't care, I have to be there for my partner" I say angrily
I head towards my bunk to go pack my bags when I hear Granger say "If you leave, then you're fired from NCIS". Without hesitation I put my badge and gun on the table beside me and keep on walking towards my bunk.
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(LAX airport)
It was a long flight and I'm exhausted but I don't care. All I know right now is that I need to see Deeks. I walk towards baggage claim, grab my bag, then go outside to hail down a cab. As soon as the cab arrives at the hospital I throw some bills on the front seat then run towards the entrance. When I get to the receptionist I ask "What room is detective Deeks in?" She types something in on the computer then says "Room 148". I run towards the room and when I get there I am shocked by what I see. I see Deeks laying in his bed unconscious, looking as pale as the sheets that surround him. His wrists are wrapped up and he's hooked up to an IV giving him blood. I've never seen him look so sad and vulnerable and I can't stand to see him like that. I walk towards the bed and decide to crawl in next to him.
"I'll help you threw this Deeks, I promise" I whisper to him.
I then lay my head on his chest, close my eyes and fall asleep.
