"What's wrong? Did something happen?" Callen asked, confused.
"Nope, nothing happened." Deeks answered, failing to make eye contact with either Callen or Kensi. Kensi knew that Deeks was trying to change the subject, she thought of telling Callen about what had happened but she knew that would probably not be good for Deeks. She knew it had been hard for Deeks to say all that he had, so she decided to leave it be.
"Okay, I have something I want to ask you to do." Callen continued.
Deeks took a quick look at Kensi before giving his attention to Callen. "What do you want?" His tone was cold, without any emotion.
"Well, I was in Sam's room before I came here and I told him that you were awake. He's desperate to talk to you so I told him I would come and see if you were up to a visit. What d—."
Before Callen could complete what he was saying he was interrupted by Deeks. "No! No….. no. I don't want to see him. I don't want to talk to him, not now. I'm dealing with too many things right now; I can't deal with him too!" Deeks was shaking and his face had darkened. Panic was clearly conveyed in his body language and he started to move uncomfortably on the bed. At the mention of Sam's name he had remembered what the ex-SEAL had said to him: that he didn't trust the detective and that he thought Deeks had a weak personality. In an effort to block it all out he turned his head away from both Kensi and Callen.
The two agents shared a confused look. What with Deeks behavior, what he had said and how he had reacted to the thought of Sam visiting him, they knew that something had happened between the two. When they'd visited Sam after he had first awakened some flags had gone up at how he had acted, but they hadn't thought it was a big deal. Now, after this, they felt that they had been wrong and that it was indeed a very big deal and they wanted to know what had happened.
Callen wanted to know now. "Okay, what the hell happened between the two of you? Sam refuses to talk to anyone before he talks to you and just now you freaked out when we told you that he wants to see you. What the hell is wrong?" Callen was annoyed by the behavior of the two. He wanted to know what happened to change both of them and bend them so out of shape.
"Nothing happened between us, I just don't want to see him. I don't want to talk to him right now so just leave it there." Deeks pleaded, his voice louder than he wanted it to be.
Kensi was shocked at what was happening in front of her. The tension in the room was skyrocketing.
"So what do I tell him now?" Callen demanded.
"I don't know, tell him anything! Tell him that I don't want to see him! I don't care what you say to him, I just don't want to see him." Deeks blood pressure began spiking and his heart beat started speeding up dangerously.
Kensi rushed towards him saying, "Okay, no one is going to visit you if you don't want them to. Just calm down, everything will go how you want it to." Then she glared at the other agent. "Leave it there Callen." It was a death glare which Callen had no choice but to raise his hands in surrender to and walk out of the room.
That is when a nurse rushed to Deeks' room and asked what had happened. Kensi told her that there was some tension between Deeks and Callen.
"Well that's all wrong, he just woke up after seventy-two hours of unconsciousness! He needs to rest ad much as he can." The nurse told Kensi before injecting something into Deeks' IV. It only took a few moments before Deeks was out: asleep.
"I'm sorry, it wasn't supposed to go like that. We were talking to him and one moment later he was yelling and uncomfortable." Kensi explained to the nurse.
"Well, you know that his life is still on the line. It was a miracle that he survived these last few days in the isolated room—no one was expecting him to get out of it alive—and after what happened to him last night it really is incredible that he still alive. But, he is still at a critical point, we haven't worked on his teeth or ribs yet. He has a long road to recovery ahead and if he doesn't get the rest he needs he will not be able to heal. So, if you can't be here to comfort him, just leave so he can have the rest he needs. I've sedated him and his heart rate is back to normal now so I need to check the stitches on his chest: I hope he didn't rip them open." The nurse scolded, upset at what had happened to her patient.
"I'm his partner, what makes you think that I would do something to hurt him? Wait a minute, you said after what happened to him last night. What did you mean by that? What happened to him last night?" Kensi was offended by the nurse, at how she could question her like that, but then her brain caught up with her and worry about what was wrong with her partner flooded her.
"I don't have to answer any of your questions, but if you are his partner and truly care for him you wouldn't have let that upsetting conversation to happen. Now, if you will excuse me I have to check on his stitches. You can wait outside." The nurse's response was firm and she made it quite clear that she did not like the female agent.
Kensi refused to step out and insisted on staying beside her partner.
"You aren't going to like it." The nurse warned her. Kensi didn't move.
But when the nurse started to remove the bandages from Deeks' chest and the cuts began to appear, Kensi was shocked and let out a small squeal before rushing into the bathroom and throwing up. When she had finished and cleaned herself up, the tears started to gather in her eyes. The image of the horrible cuts on her partner's chest was burned in her mind and all she could think about was the fact that they would never fully heal, leaving terrible scars that would remind him every day of the torture he had endured at the hands of that bastard Sidorov.
In the meantime, Callen was with Sam and Michelle.
Well… Sam I… I don't know how to… to tell you this but… you can't visit Deeks now." Callen was stumbling over his words.
"Why, did something happen to him?" Sam asked, worried.
Callen didn't know how to tell Sam that Deeks didn't want to see him, and then it hits him. He knew Deeks would need dental surgery, and although it wasn't scheduled for today, he could lie about it to make Sam calm down and forget the visit idea for awhile. "No, it's just Deeks is going to have dental surgery and they want to set him up for it. You will have to go another time to talk to him."
"Okay, but the next time he wakes up you will come and tell me right away." Sam was serious. His eyes didn't blink and there was no emotion on his face.
Although it concerned Callen because he didn't have a clue why his teammate was acting this way, he was relieved that Sam had let go of visiting for now.
He walked out of the room and back to the waiting area where he saw Kensi come out of the bathroom.
"Hey, Kensi!" Callen called.
When she saw the other agent she walked towards him obviously upset. "What the hell was that Callen? You know he just woke up from hell! Couldn't you've postponed that for later? He almost opened his cuts! If it wasn't for the nurse who came in and sedated him, he would have!" She was extremely angry at what had happened: how her team leader hadn't (and doesn't) respect her partner and had pushed him to the limits. She was also angry at herself because she had been there and hadn't prevented it from happening. She had started to think that the nurse was right.
"I'm sorry Kens, but with everything happening here and how both of them are acting weird it made me concerned about what happened to them! Sam doesn't want to talk, so I thought maybe Deeks would. Unfortunately it turned out he was more stubborn. This is driving me crazy!" Callen tried to explain himself.
"I understand that but you should have waited for more time to have passed. They both have a lot to deal with, they were put through hell and then spat back out, so we need to give them the time they need to heal." Kensi really tried to hit it home for Callen because she never wanted to see her partner so distressed again.
"I know and I'm sorry, this has just been driving me crazy." Callen apologized.
"About that, where is Hetty?" Kensi asked him, as there had been no sign of her in the hospital.
"Well she had to go back to the mission to try and track Sidorov down. Why are you asking?" Callen inquired, confused.
"It's just… do you know what happened to Deeks last night?" Kensi was afraid to know the answer but she had to ask.
"What do you mean? What happened to Deeks last night?" Callen asked, even more confused and just a little bit scared.
"I don't know, when the nurse was scolding me about what had happened she mentioned something had happened to him last night but she didn't tell me what. She said she doesn't have to tell me. So I guessed Hetty would know about it and I wanted to ask her."
After two hours of Kensi sitting on the chair next to Deeks' bed, her phone vibrated.
She pulled out her phone and checked the number. Unknown. The screen read. "Hello?" She answered, not willing to divulge her name to a stranger.
"Hello, is this Kensi Blye?" The man on the other end queried.
"Who is this?" She didn't recognize the voice.
"I'm doctor James Reid, I work at Casa Palmera Treatment Facility in Del Mar." The man introduced himself.
"Okay Dr. Reid, what can I do for you?"
"Well, it would be best to discuss this face to face, could you come to my office to talk?"
"When do you want me to come?"
"Tomorrow morning would be great. I'll send the address to your phone."
"I will see you tomorrow Dr." With that Kensi hung up and moments later received a text with the address. She was concerned and curious about what the doctor wanted, but her thoughts were dragged away from that line of thinking and instead she rose to bend over the bed because Deeks had started to moan, obviously beginning to wake up .
