7x20 "Seoul Man"
It had been a long, tiring day that started with a possible relationship disaster for Deeks and Kensi, but it ended on a high. They'd left their team at the boatshed and headed for home once food had been eaten, drinks downed and laughter rang. On the drive home Kensi had cradled her father's framed medals in her arms, almost as if they were a baby. There were times when Deeks truly surprised her. And after all these years, most would think that couldn't possibly still but true. But then he'd go and do something so utterly sweet and generous like framing her father's medals and prove that no matter how well you know someone, their kindness and love can still surprise even the most cynical of people.
They walked into the house hand in hand and Deeks led Kensi straight to their living room. There were built in shelves and cabinetry that flanked the fireplace, and two of the shelves to the left were dedicated to Donald Blye. Medals, photographs and the biggest of all was the framed flag from his coffin.
"Where's it going to live, baby?" Deeks asked as they stopped in front of the shelves. Kensi's eyes scanned the contents and one particular photo caught her eye. It was of the two of them, most on the shelves were, but she remembered that day as if it was yesterday. They were laughing in the picture, clearly happy, and they were. They really were. They'd spent the whole day at his favourite shooting range. They lied side-by-side in the long grass, her father showing Kensi with patience and love how to work the scope for longer distances. She'd made a shot far longer than anything she'd ever hit before and to this day Kensi could still recall the pride in his eyes as he smiled down at her. She reached up to shift things around slightly so that the framed medals in her hand could be placed beside that photo that captured a mere second of a perfect day.
Deeks's arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her against his chest as his chin fell to rest on her shoulder. She let a lone tear slip from eye as she gazed on the two shelves that captured mere moments in the life of the man she has loved her whole life. The man she's modelled all else upon. Most fell short. Actually, all but one had come up lacking. The one who made the grade was currently holding her tightly but gently as his lips caressed her neck with the sole intention of providing love, comfort and support. Instead of feeling sadness in this moment, as one and even herself would have expected, Kensi found herself feeling light, loved and happy. And she knew it had everything to do with Marty Deeks.
Swiping at the tear on her face, Kensi smiled and turned in Deeks's arms. She wrapped her own around his neck and buried her fingers in his hair before leaning in for a slow, deep kiss. "I love you so much." She whispered against his lips before taking them in a deeper kiss, a passionate kiss.
"I love you too, baby."
Just a little short one this time. A little moment in the Deeks/Blye household. Hope you all like it. Please review. I love hearing from you. Thanks.