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Deeks saw Alex entering her house. He heard two gunshots and ran inside, Rosalinda, her mother, was dead and there was blood trace leading to the back door. He followed it and he found her gun and at the end of the street a man was leaving in run and he was injured. Deeks chased Alex, who he found at the corner of the street. She ran to Corporal Werder's house and shot him too. Deeks shook inside and he didn't believe in what he was seeing before his eyes. She ran again, and he was already imagining that it would be to nurse Courtney's house. And with an unbelievable calm and coldness, she shot her too. But he got even more scared when she turned back and he saw the gun pointed to him right in front of his eyes. His all muscles contracted, his eyes shut and he felt a jitter running down is spine. He heard the shot from distance, but felt the pain. He awoke up on a jump, sweating profusely and breathless. He was back on his bed and he looked to the other side where Alex was sleeping quietly, because she didn't have her bed yet.
He took the hands to the head and sat at the edge of the bed. What the hell of nightmare…His mind was playing this tricky game with him. In his nightmare he felt pitied by the man who did all that and the one that made his childhood miserably most of the time, and he was feeling anger about the person he cared and trusted the most and that made his life funnier; the person who looked like him. Outside the morning sun began to rise and at the same time, Deeks' phone and the doorbell rang. Alex awoke up startled looking around and asking:
"What happened? What is this noise? Damn, now that I was sleeping after 5 hours awake...
"Go answer the door," – Deeks said after seeing who was calling. – "I need to pick up this call." – She dragged herself off the bed and groaned. Deeks knew how hard it is to get up from bed when you're stapled; he had the exact same feeling for weeks after him being shot.
"Nikki!" – Alex said surprised as she opened the door.
"Lex! I missed you girl!" – Nicole entered and hugged Alex.
"How did you know I was here?"
"Dave said you may be staying here for a while."
"More than a while, Marty has my guardianship."
"Why? What happened?"
"I'm meeting this afternoon with Dave. Why don't you come? And tell Nate to come too. Or else, I have to be telling the whole story three times!"
"Hurry up Alex," – Deeks walks to the kitchen. – "Today we have a lot to do."
"Oh," – Alex placed her hand on the friend's back and pushed her to in front of her. – "Alex, this is Marty, and Marty this is my big and best friend Nicole."
"We have already met, didn't we?" – Deeks took time to look better at the teenager's face.
"I think so." – To Nicole's statement, Alex laughed.
"We meet at "our" ice cream parlor at six, ok?"
"Alright." – Nicole pulled Alex to the door by her shirt and whispered. – "Have I already told you he is hot?"
"Yeah, you did! Several times!"
"But he is, isn't he?"
"It's hard to say when he, you know…"
"Yeah, that thing of being his mentee…Sorry, more for me and my eyes!" – Nicole stated leaving, while Alex was smiling.
"Bye!" – Alex said when she was far.
"Bye girl!"
"You were talking about me?" – Deeks asked.
"You're such a curious and cocky!" – Alex slapped him on the arm, playfully.
"Guilty!" – He raised his arms up.
"So, where we have to go? Do we have to walk too much? You know I'm not 100% yet… not even 70%."
He placed a plate with pancakes in front of her, who had already sat at the chair, seeing he was cooking.
"No, we don't have to walk much. I have to solve this thing of your guardianship, and apparently Hetty wants to speak with you."
"Hetty is your boss?" – She dropped the fork with the piece of pancake stuck on it.
"I already told you that."
"Kensi said NCIS closed the case and that my act was in self-defense. Dee, I don't want to go to juvie again…"
"Pretty sure she won't send you to juvie. She appears to be a badass, but she…she's not that bad."
"If I'm going to juvie again, get ready. The first time you'll visit me, I'll kick your ass!"
"I'm willing to take that risk, because I know you'll not go to juvie! I'm not letting anyone taking you anywhere."
"How can you be so sure?"
"Just eat before it cools down. It's good!" – He ate a bit of the meal.
"I'm not eating! When you cook, then taste it and say it's good…it isn't!"
Deeks swallowed and affirmed:
"It's good! I can cook! Everything I cook it's eatable."
Alex just liked to play with him, and when she tasted it she even moaned in every bite because the pancakes were really good.
At the Ops Center, Alex entered quietly and shaking inside. It was new living with Marty and she would convince herself every day that it would be just until the next day, until it would become natural, but she didn't want to leave him, especially if it included go to a juvenile detention center.
"Guys," – Deeks said approaching to Sam, Callen and Kensi. – "I want you to meet Alex. Alex this are-"
"Shh!" – She ordered. – "Let me see if I can guess who they are." – Alex looked the two agents up and down and said. – "You're Callen and you're Sam." – She pointed each one correctly. – "And upstairs are… Eric and…Nell."
"That's correct Ms. Santiago." – Hetty showed up and the teenager jumped, scared by the quickness of the woman. Meanwhile, all of the four agents were smiling at hers reaction; they knew exactly how that felt like. – "Now, can I have a word with you?"
"We can talk right here: if you're sending me to juvie, forget it!"
"No-one here mentioned jail sentences. And Mr. Deeks, you can go treat what you need to treat; she'll be fine with us. Follow me please."
"You're going to be fine." – Kensi calmed her down.
"Yeah, but she's fast, like she has ninja skills!"
"Do you like tea?"
"Uhm…yes."- The teenager said after thinking.
"Then you'll be fine!"
"Sit please." – Hetty pointed to her the chair and grabbed the teapot. – "You like tea?"
"Yes, thank you." – She watched Hetty serve two cups of hot and steamy tea.
"Have you decided which career you'll be following?"
"I want to go the military first; I want to be a marine, that's for sure. But I'd also like to try on journalism."
"But, either ways, it won't be easy because of your small criminal record."
"I was struggling to live and have a future. If I haven't done those things, maybe today I wouldn't be here."
"True. But, there wasn't other ways?"
"Maybe, but on that time it seemed to be the only way. Seeing it from here and now, it wasn't correct, but back then…"
"It was the right thing to do."
"But I have to live with my criminal record. Like Marty says: to solve my mess, I'll get a solution by myself."
"Well, if you ever need to prove you're a decent person, I can be your referees for that."
"Thank you. Seriously."
When Alex got up and was preparing to leave Hetty called her:
"Tomorrow at 3:00 p.m it will be your mother's funeral. Someone told me about it, and since your mother was the only one of the victims without any near next of kin, I and my agents decided to give you that."
"Thank you. She deserves it. I'll pay you all-"
"No dear." – Hetty giggled. – "We don't want you to pay us anything."
"So…thank you for that…Oh, and there's only one "someone" that I've spoke with about my mother's funeral."
"I know." – Hetty smiled, remembering Kensi speaking with her.
"What tea is that?"
"Chamomile."
"Great drug to make someone to sleep." – She yawned. – "I have to tell Marty to buy this; it sure will help me with my insomnias."
"Well dear, it will be a pleasure to share more tea with you. Anytime you want."
"And I'll be thankful to share it with you." – Alex bowed and left, sitting on Deeks' chair.
"Hey girl, we have a case." – Callen said.
"I tell him, and I'll be fine." – Alex answered.
"Alright. Tell him that we'll brief him on the case." – Callen gave Alex a small paper with a downtown address written on it.
"Okie dockie!" – She saluted.
Deeks arrived a little after and asked her:
"So, how did it go?"
"Tea; we have to buy chamomile tea."
"Just tea? Come on, Alex, what was did you talk about?"
"We discussed about my criminal record."
"And…?"
"She said if I needed referees, she could do it, to prove I'm decent for a future job."
"Just that?" – Deeks was wondering if Hetty couldn't just tell him that and if there was any purpose to take him off bed at that time.
"And my mother's funeral…it's tomorrow at 3 p.m. But now," - She avoided any other kind of conversation around the issue. – "let me sleep, because that chamomile tea was great."
"So, you're going to sleep here?"
"Yep. Callen said they would brief on the case they went investigate. And besides, I have to meet my friends at six and I'm not going to be all sleepy, and... I'm pretty sure you won't take me home because you'll have to work late."
"You got a point! But I won't work until late; I have a date at eight."
"You think she won't work just to go on a date with you?"
"I have my hopes on that!" - Deeks sat at Kensi's desk, placed the feet over the desk and crossed the legs. – "And, you know what, I'm also so sleepy."
"Alright, then let's sleep!"
Alex crossed the legs over his desk and they sighed at the same time:
"What the hell of week!"
A few minutes after it, they were sleeping with the heads over the back of the chair.
THE END
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