Hey guys and gals,
Again, I am sorry for the shortness of this chapter and any errors that you may find, but this is yet another chapter that was written during one of my breaks at work. It seems to be the only time that I have to actually write anymore (unless I want to forgo eating, sleeping and bathing). I kind of like this chapter, because it is a tender little moment between Kensi and Deeks, so I hope you enjoy!
Kensi was sitting on the short leather couch by the window watching her partner sleep. It seemed to be all she had done in the past month and a half. She was surprised to find that she didn't mind…she wanted to be there. As she watched the soft rise and fall of his chest he mind drifted back to the kiss that had shared right before this nightmare happened. She could still feel the warmth of his lips on her and it gave her goosebumps.
"Kensi?" Deeks' groggy voice pulled her out of her thoughts.
She got up from the couch and sat down next to his bed, taking his hand in hers, "Hey there," she smiled warmly at him.
His ocean blue eyes were clouded with drugs and sadness, "I didn't hurt you did I?"
Kensi scoffed, "No."
He tried to force a smile, but failed miserably, "Good."
Kensi gave his hand a gentle squeeze, "You did scare me a bit. What happened?"
Deeks shrugged his shoulder, "It was nothing."
Kensi wasn't sure why she did it, but her hand reached before she could stop it. She gently caressed Deeks cheek with the back of her fingers and then carefully took his chin and turned his head so that he was facing her. His eyes locked with hers and the intensity that she saw there made her mouth go dry. She had to swallow past the lump in her throat before she could speak, "It was something Marty."
Deeks stared at her for a moment before speaking, "I just can't be around him. Not yet." Unshed tears glistened in his eyes and Kensi was seeing the vulnerable side of Deeks… the side that he never let show.
"Okay," she said as she stroked his jawbone with her thumb. "It's okay. I understand."
Deeks lifted his hand and placed on hers, "You should go home."
"And why would I do that?"
"You have been here for six weeks," he sighed. "You have a life don't you?"
Kensi sat back in her chair as his words sank in. He was right. She should be worried about her social life right? It has felt like it had been a lifetime since she actually had to worry about it, so it was difficult to actually recall what she did before Deeks was abducted. As she thought about a smile came to her face. Most days when she would get off work she would spend her down time relaxing on her couch with Deeks, watching reality television and drinking beer. Just about every weekend was spent with Deeks, either trying to learn to surf or attempting not to poison him with her cooking. When she wasn't with him they were constantly texting each other and the last three vacations that she took were with Deeks. Somehow along the way he had become her life and she didn't even realize it.
"What are you smiling about?" Deeks asked.
"I was just thinking about my life," she replied with a content smile.
Deeks cast his eyes down to the floor, "Oh? So are you leaving?"
She leaned forward, resting her elbows on the side of his bed, "Nope."
"Why?" He asked, furrowing up his brow.
"There is nowhere that I need to be."
Deeks propped himself up on his elbow, "really? Nowhere?"
Kensi licked her lips and chewed on the inside of her cheek when she felt the warmth of his breath on her lips. "Nowhere," she repeated, though her voice came out as barely a whisper.
Deeks leaned in a little closer and Kensi felt a thrill of heat rush to the pit of her stomach. "Should you be out living your life?"
"What if?" She swallowed past the lump in her throat as she realized what she was about to say to him. It wasn't like the last time, when he was doped up and goofy. This time he was wide awake and would remember what was said. "What if my life is in here? With you?"
Deeks inched even closer, "then I would say that you have a very sad life."
His lips were hovering just out of reach of hers and her breath hitched in her throat, "not sad. Happy. Loyal. Proud. Brave. Any of those, but not sad."
Deeks chuckled softly, "Whatever you say Fern." He closed the short distance between them and softly pressed his lips to hers. He pulled away and Kensi immediately missed the warmth of his lips. He pressed his forehead against hers, "I'm a train wreck Kens. The smart thing to do would be to run out that door and never come back."
Kensi took his face and in her hands and forced him to look at her. She wasn't quite sure as to why there were tears in her eyes, or why her heart felt like it was going to beat right out of her chest, "maybe I'm not as smart as you give me credit for." She pressed her lips against his and was surprised when he reached his arm around her neck and pulled her in closely, intensifying the kiss. Nothing had ever felt so right before. It was like the missing piece of the puzzle had just fallen into place and she could finally see the whole picture. This was where she was supposed to be and it's where she was going to stay.
