NCIS: LOS ANGELES
GET OUT OF MY HEAD, DEEKS!
DISCLAIMER:
NCIS: Los Angeles & characters from the show do not belong to me.
RATING: M
This is my first M rated story. I will try not to put too much detail into the M rated parts.
SUMMARY:
Kensi for the past few nights has been dreaming of...Marty Deeks. She had been waking up and having trouble going back to sleep...Everyone is beginning to notice!
CHAPTER 10: KENSI OVERHEARS...
KENSI'S P.O.V.
I was still out of sight, but about to walk into the bullpen...I stopped when I heard Callen and Sam talking.
"I'm glad Kensi's coming back today. It's been too quiet without having to listen to her and Deeks picking on each other." Callen commented. "I know and it was pitiful watching Deeks over the past few weeks. Remember what the nurse told us Deeks said to her while she was in a coma...
'Begging her not to make him get down on his knees, because if he was on his knees when she woke up she wouldn't see his face,'
Do you think they finally figured things out with each other?" Sam asked.
"Kens..." Marty began before I spun around putting a hand over his mouth, but I could still see the smile on his face.
"I heard Callen and Sam say something about you begging me to come back." I said raising an eyebrow; Marty took my hand away from his mouth.
He looked away for a second, before his eyes found mine once more. I could see then how serious he was and how much he really did love me.
"Yeah, Fern, I-I don't know what I would do without you in my life. Oh and just so you know...I would rather have your lips on mine instead of you hand." Marty said before glancing around and giving me a peck on the lips.
THE BULLPEN...
He then walked over to his desk and I hit him in shoulder as I walked past him to my own desk.
"Hey Kensi great to have you back," Sam greeted me. "It's great to be back. I kind of missed work," I replied. "As long as you get some sleep and don't try to drive home when you can't keep your eyes open." Callen warned me.
"It won't happen again." I promised him.
I saw Callen and Sam exchange looks as the smile on Marty's face got bigger.
"Kensi told me what she was dreaming about..." Marty began and I got up from my desk before walking over to his desk, and then hit him in the shoulder hard.
Marty began to rub his shoulder where I had hit him.
"I don't think we want to know." Sam said and I was grateful as I headed back to my desk and got started on some paperwork I had been trying to focus on the day of my crash.
"If you keep hitting that hard you're going to dislocate my shoulder." Marty said looking at me. "I still might if you tell anyone what I told you." I warned him.
I knew though Callen and Sam were working they were listening to.
DEEKS P.O.V.
The day seemed to go by slow and to quiet for my taste. I was working on some paper for the LAPD and NCIS. I then glanced at Kensi and couldn't resist as I started to tap my pen knowing it would annoy her.
"Deeks," I heard her say and she sounded annoyed. "What Fern?" I asked innocently with a smile looking over to her. "Stop tapping your pen." She warned me as she looked at me.
"Why? Am I annoying you?" I questioned. "It's kind of distracting." Kensi replied. "Is it me tapping my pen that's distracting you or the fact that you just like to look at me?" I shot back unable to stop myself and she glared at me.
"You are..." Kensi began. "What? Handsome, charming, I thought you..." I began but Kensi was beside my desk and slapping her hand over my mouth for the second time that day.
"Enough Deeks," Kensi told me and I pulled her hand away from my mouth. "I told you earlier..." I started. "Don't even say it." Kensi warned me.
"Good to have them both here isn't it G.?" Sam asked. "Yeah, kind of quiet without them," Callen agreed.