Club
DISCLAIMER: NCIS: LA is not mine; the stories and original characters that I write are, that is all . Also, everyone, how amazing was "Wanted"? Seriously all that DENSI was just great. It's easily one of my favorite episodes, along with "Neighborhood Watch" and "Personal". Enjoy!
When Marty Deeks entered his girlfriend's apartment, he was sure that he was in a war zone. There were clothes everyone. He also saw various cosmetics, lotions and some vanilla cupcake smelling body spray. Not that he was complaining, because he thought that Kensi smelled absolutely great. However, he could not see the floor, and that was a problem in his so-called "OCD cleaning" mindset.
"Kensi? Kensi! I swear to you that one of these days; I will step on a piece of glass, slice my foot open and bleed out of the carpet. And the most hilarious thing will be is that I'll still have to clean up the blood after I stitched up." Deeks called, wandering into Kensi's bedroom.
"I don't leave glass on the floor Deeks." Kensi called from inside her closet.
"That you know of," the detective muttered to himself.
"Look," Kensi began, walking out in an old LAPD T-shirt of his, "it's 10pm. We are meant to be at the club at 11, and I still have no idea what to wear. I thought I had club clothes, but evidentially they're all from Hetty." She sat down on a bare patch on her bed, staring at the clothes laid out before her. Kensi held up a tight dark blue dress with a lace border around the bodice, eyeing it critically for about two seconds, she threw it off to the side. She did the same with a red, silver and gold metallic dress. Rolling her eyes, she walked into the bathroom and began to apply her makeup.
"I think the gold dress is nice." Deeks offered, standing by the door, holding the garment.
"Deeks, you're seriously offering me fashion advice? I love you, but no." Kensi said, her eyes focused on her mascara wand.
"I'm calling in reinforcements." Deeks murmured as he exited the bathroom, and walked towards the kitchen, quickly dialing Katie's cell phone.
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Meanwhile, Eric was sitting in Nell's clean kitchen, waiting for her to get dressed. Eric never considered himself a club person, but a night out dancing with his colleagues seemed like a fun idea. He had been "officially" dancing Nell for a week, and things had been going well. Truthfully, they weren't any different from when the two were not "official". Although Sam and Callen had now taken to mocking Eric as opposed to mocking Deeks. And Eric, valuing his life, was not about to joke about Sam's wife or Callen's…tin toy soldier.
"Eric? Eric! I've been trying to get your attention for about four minutes now. Hello?" Nell called, waving her hand in front of his face. Eric blinked his eyes a few times, regaining focus. Frowning, Nell asked, "What were you thinking so hard about?"
"About how I value my life and would never make fun of Sam or Callen or anything or anyone important to them." Eric said in one breath. Looking closer at Nell, he saw that she was wearing a dark olive green dress with a gold necklace and black strappy heels. "You look beautiful," he said, complimenting her.
"We match." Nell said simply, her cheeks painted with a dark blush as she pointed to Eric's shirt. Her phone vibrated and Nell quickly read the text. "We have to make a pit spot: Deeks says Kensi has no idea what to wear."
"Women and their clothing, really, I don't understand it." Callen stated as walked in the front door, Michelle and Sam trailing behind him.
"That's why you're single G." Sam laughed, straightening out his shirt for what seemed to be the hundredth time.
"That's not why I'm single Sam. I choose to be single." Callen retorted, a smirk on his face.
"According to Hetty, you don't play well with others? Is that correct?" Michelle commented, idly standing by the door, absentmindedly filing a nail.
"And this is exactly why I love you." Sam declared, quickly kissing Michelle's forehead, grinning at Callen.
"Can we all get moving?" Nell called, effectively ending the conversation, walking towards the door, and leaving three stunned agents and Eric, behind.
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"Marty? It's me." Katie called, knocking on the door. She straightened out her black lace dress and flipped her hair out from under her jacket.
"Katie! You are my hero." Deeks told the girl, wrapping his arms around her. Pulling away, he looked her up and down, "That dress is rather short, Katie. Don't you want to change?"
Flushing bright pink, the brunette responded, "If you must know, this is a present from some of my friends at school. And it's not short. Short is not covering your panties. I assure you, my panties are covered. Now, what's all this commotion about?"
"Kensi doesn't know what to wear. And we have to go, soon. Hetty got us a VIP table at the club, but the reservation is only till 11pm." Deeks answered, still wary of Katie's dress.
"I'm on it." Katie said, walking towards the bedroom, with Deeks hot on her heels. "What's up Kensi? I heard you have an outfit crisis. Not to worry, I'll solve all your problems. I once helped my best friend Alice choose an outfit in under two minutes. Not that it mattered because she threw up all over herself about two hours after. But for those two hours, she looked fabulous." Katie articulated rather rapidly. She walked past Kensi, gave her a quick hug, and speculated about the outfits before her. She hummed to herself slightly before picking up the gold metallic dress and a pair of black stilettos and pressing them into Kensi's arms. "Go change."
"This is perfect, why didn't I think of this? Thanks Katie." Kensi yelled as she ran into the bathroom to change.
Nodding to herself, Katie turned around and faced Deeks, who looked slightly bemused. "What?" Katie questioned, clearing away the remaining options and some of the cosmetics.
"It's just, well, that's the exact same outfit that I told her to wear." Deeks said, completely confused and thinking that he should possibly text Nell not to arrive and to meet them at the club.
"I highly doubt that, Marty. But sure, I believe you, you picked the exact same outfit." Katie replied, walking out of room.
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The music was pounding, the lights were gleaming and hundreds of people were swaying and dancing to the loud beats being played by the DJ. The lightshow was incredible, the effects more diverse than any club that Eric had ever seen. The group was sitting at the table reserved by Hetty, being treated to bottle service. Nell was currently mixing a drink for Katie, adding orange juice to vodka and throwing in a few cubes of ice. Katie nodded her thanks and took the drink from Nell. Eric could see what his brother liked about her. Katie was fun, kind and smart. Eric had asked his brother if he wanted to join them and Wyatt said that he would available, however would be arriving later and not to mention this to Katie. Briefly wondering about the involved element of secrecy, Eric's thoughts were cut short by the drink placed into his hand by Callen. "What's in here?" he asked, observing the drink that was a dark shade of red.
"If I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise, would it?" Callen smirked, shooting back a shot of tequila with Sam.
"I suppose not." Eric grumbled, and throwing his head back, he downed the drink. The concoction burned his throat the whole way down. Eyes watering, he looked at Callen, "I suppose there was a rather small amount of juice in here."
"Your suspicions would be correct Mr. Beale." Sam told the hacker, impersonating Hetty, earning a grin from Callen and an eye roll from Michele.
"Let's go dance girls!" Kensi suddenly shouted, and with that, she grabbed Katie, Nell and Michelle and ran for the dance floor.
"She's only had one drink." Deeks defended, eyeing the other man warily, but personally thrilled that Kensi was having a good time.
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In the meantime, on the dance floor, Nell was having a fantastic time dancing to "Single Ladies". She had to admit that the DJ was good. Looking over the semi-circle, she saw that the others were enjoying the music as well. Michelle was rocking out to the music; Katie was spinning in circles, her brown hair flying around her like a curtain and Kensi swinging her hips back and forth. Out of the corner of her eye, Nell saw a heavyset guy staring at Kensi with a rather hungry-looking smirk on his face. Nothing that Kensi couldn't take care of herself, she thought, as she continued dancing.
Kensi was easily having one of the best nights of her life. She really did need to let loose more often. Sensing someone behind her, she whipped around and came face to face with Deeks. "Can I have this dance?" he asked, pulling her close. Kensi nodded and looked over her shoulder, noticing that Eric and Sam had appeared to dance with Nell and Michelle. Katie looked slightly put out for a second but soon a smile appeared on her face. Wyatt ran up to her and she jumped into her arms. "I didn't have any idea Wyatt was coming." Kensi half-yelled over the music into Deeks' ear, watching Wyatt pick Katie up and spin her around.
"He wanted it to be a surprise. Eric told us after your mass female exodus to the dance floor." Deeks answered, twirling her around his arm, his dark grey shirt imprinted with bright lights.
They had danced for while when Kensi stated that she wanted to go to the bathroom. Nodding, Deeks joined in a dance that had formed between Eric, Nell, Wyatt and Katie. Kensi was just about to enter the bathroom when an arm blocked her path. Looking up calmly, she noticed it was the guy that was staring at her from before. "Can I help you?" she asked.
"The name's Rick. What say you dump that surfer and come with me, honey?" he muttered and smiling, he showed off several gold teeth.
"I'll stay with the surfer, thank you." Kensi stated firmly. Rick, who clearly did not know how to take rejection well grabbed Kensi's arm. She was just about to flip him over her shoulder and potentially break his arm when a fist appeared out of nowhere, punching him square in the face.
"That's my girl asshole. Don't ever touch her again, or I will end you." Deeks hissed, venom in his blue eyes. Softening his gaze he turned to Kensi, "Are you okay, Princess?"
"Of course. But thank you for being Prince Charming." Kensi smiled, hugging him. "Shall we get back to the dance floor?" she asked, swaying her hips to his.
"Definitely." Deeks grinned, grabbing her hand and leading the way.
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Hi! Hope that you all liked this one! I thought it was rather fun and cute. Also, amazing news, I aced my pathology exam today! Seriously so thrilled! Anyhow, next update on Friday as usual: "Cookies". Thank you again for your lovely reviews! They are great things to see after pouring over medical textbooks daily lol. Thank you again!