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Jacket- When he saw her shiver he immediately gave her his jacket.
It was late morning, and, at that point, they really weren't expecting a case. They were just about to start working on paperwork when Eric whistled.
"Saved by the whistle," Deeks joked.
"Another day, another case," Callen sighed.
When they were finally gathered up in ops, Eric and Nell started the briefing. "This is Petty Officer Mary Wilson," Eric began.
"She was found in the back alley of Greystone Manor this morning," Nell continued.
"It was discovered that she was employed there last month as a dancer."
"She was hired by one, Titus Ferrelli."
"Ferrelli is a well known arms dealer, human trafficker, and womanizer." Kensi and Nell's faces contorted in disgust.
Hetty walked in and continued, "He is known to hang out in his club and pick up women. Therefore, tonight, we will send in Ms. Blye so we can nab him."
"But Hetty-" Sam, Callen, and Deeks all spoke up.
"No buts about it, gentlemen. I have made up my mind. Mr. Deeks will also go into the club to keep an eye on her. Mr. Callen and Mr. Hanna, you will wait outside. Am I understood?"
"Yes, Hetty," They all replied in unison.
"Good. Now Mr. Deeks, Ms. Blye, please accompany me to wardrobe. I will complete your briefing there." They followed her obediently.
When they got to wardrobe, Hetty continued, "Ms. Blye, your name is Sophie Darwin. You are a spoiled rich girl looking to continue that lifestyle when you marry. Not really one for lifting a finger."
"Hetty, are you sure about this dress?" Kensi asked as she came out in a skintight, spaghetti strap, purple satin dress that came three inches below her butt.
Deeks whistled and said, "I don't know about Hetty, but I am absolutely, one hundred percent positive about this dress."
Kensi put her hand on her hip, winked at him, and said, "You don't look too bad yourself." Deeks was wearing a gray suit paired with a white shirt, silver vest, and he was working on a baby blue tie. She noticed he was having trouble putting it on and helped him saying, "Here. Men, I swear you can't do anything by themselves."
"Oh, I think we can, but just prefer to have pretty ladies, such as yourself, do it for us." Kensi used the now tied tie to pull him down into a kiss, then tucked it under the vest.
"Let's do this partner."
NCIS:LANCIS:LANCIS:LANCIS:LANCIS:LANCIS:LA
Kensi had Ferrelli's attention from the moment she set foot in that club. How could she not in that dress?
"Let's take a walk on the pier, shall we?" He suggested.
"On the pier?" Kensi said so the guys knew where she was going, "That sounds lovely."
When they got down to the end of the pier, Ferrelli turned to her and said, "I know you're a cop."
"Well don't you get straight to the point." Point, the distress word.
"Kens, we're on our way," Callen told her through the earwigs.
"You know," Ferrelli was saying, "It's too bad you have to go out this way." He pulled out his gun, but, before he could shoot, Kensi jumped into the sea below her. He and his men looked over the edge, shocked. The team took advantage of their momentary distraction, and Kensi could hear Sam yell,
"NCIS! Drop your weapons!" She swam to the shore and walked back to the pier.
"Kens!" Deeks exclaimed and ran over to her. "Are you okay, princess?"
"Yeah I'm fine, Marty," She shivered, "Just a little chilled."
"Here," He said, taking off his jacket and putting it on her shoulders, dropping a kiss on her forehead.
"He's a keeper," Kensi thought to herself, glad that when he saw her shiver, he immediately gave her his jacket.
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