Kensi and Deeks were outside the NCIS facilities, talking. Everyone of the team had just gone home, but the them two were the only ones who were still there, because when the workday was over and they were outside, Deeks stole a little smooch from Kensi and both were sure that Sam had seen it.
"I think Sam saw it, Deeks!"
"And, so what? They'll end up knowing about us. Besides, you and I, we're not partners."
"No?" Kensi asked incredulous, looking at Deeks. "Then what are we?"
"I mean, we're not partners, partners! Technically, we're not from the same agency, so there are no rules against us dating."
"I know, but is it that difficult for you to understand that I want to keep us a secret for now?"
"No, it's not that hard to understand." Deeks had enlaced his arms around Kensi waist and was pulling her close. "I want to keep us a secret for now too."
"Ok, then it will all be better if you don't grab me while we're in the workplace." Kensi snapped, getting rid of his arms' hold. "And, nothing about giving me those looks!"
"What looks?" He asked shifty, smiling a little and staring her sweetly. Slowly he was moving forward to her, trying to kiss her.
"That look, Deeks!" She ended up trying to hide the smile and pecked his lips quickly. "From now on, we're keeping professional, got it?"
"Got it." He pecked her lips quickly too and walked to the car. Kensi smiled; sometimes she's not sure if he's really listening to her or if he just wants to tease her.
"See you later?" She asked before entering into her car.
"Oh, look at you, desiring me with all of your strengths-Oh no, no, no, no!" His speech changed when he saw her walking towards him, ready to punch him in the arm. "Ok, ok." He was huddling, leaning on the car. "I hope to see you tonight, but right now I have to go watch a soccer training and a psychologist appointment to be at."
There were 15 boys training in the field, doing free kicks to the goal. That's when he saw Zak doing his kick, and he scored. After scoring he followed the others, running around the field. The training was near the end and after completing three laps, they reunited in a circled and the coach talked with them. The team was then allowed to leave. Along with them, the parents that were sitting in the bleacher left to their cars, only leaving Deeks sitting there alone. Zak didn't walk to the showers with his team but walked to Deeks, taking a seat next to him.
"Hey, Marty. What're you doing here?"
"Came to see your soccer training. I remembered at the last minute that it was today and I wanted to come and see."
"Can you play?" Zak got up again, walking in the field.
"Not really," He said, following him. "but I can give it a try!"
Zak kicked the ball to him and Deeks stopped it under his foot. "Nice, dude! Kick it back." Deeks did it but the ball ended up very far away from where Zak was standing. "It's ok. It's actually not bad for a person who can't play!" Zak kicked it back at Deeks, explaining. "This is like when you shoot your gun. You need to aim it right."
"But when I shoot," He frowned and made a grimace seeing the ball going out of its trajectory again. "I do it with my finger, not my feet! I can't kick it right, Zak!"
Zak conducted the ball near Deeks and started doing tricks, amusingly laughing, knowing that Deeks couldn't steal the ball from him. "I'm scoring in your goal, I'm scoring in your goal!" Zak shouted going closer to the goal and Deeks ran in there too, trying to serve as a goalkeeper. Zak kicked the ball and Deeks didn't even see it enter. "Goal! Goal! Goal! Goal for me! Zak, 1, Marty, 0!"
"Told you I didn't know how to play!" Deeks grabbed the ball, breathless. "Now go shower or we'll be late for the appointment in the psychologist."
"Do we really have to go? Again?"
"Yes, Zak, it's for the best. Now, go shower. I wait for you in the car."
The appointment with the psychologist didn't take more than an hour and when the two came out, it was already night. Like the first session, in the last week, everything was productive and Zak seemed to be opening up and collaborating. And Deeks was trying his best to cooperate as well.
"I already called Mimi and said we're not going home for dinner."
"Where're we going then?"
"Buy us a hot dog and go to the beach as I promised you last week."
"Cool." Zak said excited, entering the car. Deeks signaled Zak he was going to take the call he was receiving before entering the car and the kid just nodded, accommodating in the seat.
"This is Deeks."
"Mr. Deeks, it's John Maxwell, the Granville's lawyer, do you remember me?"
"Oh, yes, yes, I remember you. What's going on?"
"You know that the legal term to accept or not child's custodies is 60 days. However, Ms. Penny came to talk to me and proposed the following deal: she can take custody of the children if you deny it, but, you only have 30 days to give me your answer. Are you interested?"
"Can we…" Deeks looked at Zak, who looked so happy. "can we talk about this tomorrow? I think this isn't something we can discuss over the phone. Or right now."
"Of course. I'll make sure Ms. Penny will be in my office as well. Thank you for your time, Mr. Deeks."
"I'm the one who has to thank, Mr. Maxwell. Thank you." Deeks tried to clear off his head that conversation and only think about it the next day. He entered the car, smiling as usual, saying. "Ready for the hot dog?"
"Yeah, I'm starving!"
During the walk on the beach, Zak asked for more stories about his parents. Zak seemed to get curious about Deeks as well and interested in getting to know him. Deeks didn't deny answering any question, because as the psychologist told him, bonding with Zak through sharing stories or memories was essential since he had lost two important people in his life. Dr. Hayley said that it was important to let Zak ask things and to never push him. Time would be the key word, and Deeks seemed to be doing it just right. When they arrived home, he was warmly welcomed by Lee and Eva, who seemed to have missed him a lot. He made sure to put all the kids to bed and before leaving, he sat at the dining table with Mimi, who was having a tea. Just for seeing that specific drink, his mind thought he was walking to talk with Hetty, which was not completely untrue, because both Mimi and Hetty are good at giving advices. Motherly advices…
"¿Hola niño, cómo estás?"
"Muy bien, muy bien." Deeks sat in the chair in front of Mimi and quickly added. "But let's talk in English, please!"
"How's your girlfriend?" She asked taking a sip of tea.
"Let's keep talking in Spanish, then!"
"Didn't it go well? By your face this morning, it seemed the date went well."
Deeks smiled, lowering the look, feeling shy. "It did, Mimi. It was amazing."
"Uhm, that look! Where were you going?"
"I was going home, get some more clothes and then I was going to see her." He spoke scratching the nape of the neck, still foolishly smiling.
"Then what are you doing here? Go, niño! I don't want you home before tomorrow morning, ok?"
"You're asking me something so easy to do, Mimi!" He said with a laugh, running out the door. She only smiled with his behavior. Deeks seemed like one of Mimi's children too.
Going back home after a week felt great for Deeks. The way it felt seemed very similar to whenever he had to go undercover for too long and could come back home after that. It felt great… simply great. He grabbed some more clothes and lay down on the couch. Monty came to lick his face and hands, happy to see him again. That talking with Maxwell came to his head again and before he noticed, he closed his eyes, thinking about it. But it was a brief moment because he remembered he was going to Kensi's. Although something felt different... He thought to be sleeping, feeling fingers running through his hair, and sometimes those same fingers caressing his face and lips.
"Did I fall asleep?" He asked finally opening his eyes and noticing he was still lying on the couch but that his head was over Kensi's legs.
"A little bit. When I lifted your head you kinda grumbled some things!"
"Why are you here?" He lifted up the head, kissing her lips.
"You want me to go away?"
"No." He laid the head back on her legs. "And please keep doing that, it was feeling good!"
Kensi chuckled and continued running her fingers through his hair. "I came here to feed Monty as you asked me a week ago. And since you said you'd probably go to my house, but so far hadn't showed up, I thought you had forgotten."
"How could I forget about my sexy girl?" Again, he raised his upper body and kissed her neck and lips.
"Are we something for real?" She asked seriously. "Like something-"
Deeks didn't let her finish, kissing her mouth. He sat on the couch and held her face in both his hands, deepening the kiss. "Is this good enough for an answer?"
"Do you have to go to their home tonight?"
"Mimi said she just wants me home by tomorrow morning." He got up and pulled her by the hand. Their bodies clashed and pecked on her lips once more. "I have all night for you, girl."
"I like it when you call me your girl." Kensi confessed, getting lost in his mouth again.
What do you think it will be Deeks' decision?