Title: Season Six Snippets
Chapter: What's Going on Here?
Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS LA or the characters.
Summary: This snippet comes from a prompt by XoxMountainGirlxoX. The prompt is that Nell and Eric find the footage of Kensi and Deeks in the boathouse from Chapter 1 of this series, No Where I'd Rather Be.
Rating: T
What's Going on Here?
Nell arrives early in Ops and begins going through her checklist to make sure everything was secure overnight. 'What's going on here?' she mutters quietly to herself as she notices that the boatshed alarms were only recently reset instead of being reset last night. She decides she better take a look at the video footage from last night.
"Good morning," Eric greets as he enters Ops. "How are things this morning? Calmer than yesterday, I hope. What are you looking at?" he asks as he notices she is looking at footage from the boatshed. "Something wrong?"
"No, not wrong necessarily. It just seems Kensi and Deeks never left the boat shed last night. So far they've just been talking and drinking another beer."
"They probably just got tired or decided they drank too much," Eric tries to be positive since he can see from the crease in Nell's forehead that she is worried something else may have kept them at the boatshed. "Have you tried their phones?" he asks as he fast forwards the video.
"Yes, neither is answering."
"It's early yet,' Eric reminds her. "I wish the infrared would have been triggered. It's so hard to see." He adjusts the screen to try and make out what happened in the boatshed last night. "See, they did just sleep there," he says as they watch Kensi and Deeks curl up on separate ends of the couch.
"Ooohh I guess Kensi's getting her feistiness back," Nell observes happily as they watch Kensi and Deeks' wrestling match on the couch. She's been worried about her friend since she returned from Afghanistan. "Wait! Rewind that! Did Deeks just take her hand?"
"Yup, he sure did," Eric confirms once they've watched that section of the tape again.
Nell has thought for quite some time that Kensi and Deeks' connection went further than partnership or even friendship, and now she is sure of it. She debates whether or not to share her insights with Eric and decides that she will. She knows it won't be easy for Kensi and Deeks to have a relationship within the job they do and she hopes she and Eric can be a support system for them, and maybe learn from them. "I think there's something between them," she tells Eric quietly.
"No, they're partners. They're there for each other. They're like us. Deeks is just taking care of his partner," Eric refutes.
Nell realizes that Eric still sees the bickering partners. He hasn't seen how Kensi and Deeks have grown and evolved together. He hasn't seen the soft looks Kensi gives Deeks now, or the way he protects her without her knowing. He hasn't realized that Kensi and Deeks rely on each other as more than partners. They are each other's confidant.
"I bet you they are together before Christmas," Nell challenges as they come to the part of the tape where Kensi resets the alarm before she and Deeks head off to surf.
"I'll take that bet." Eric holds out his hand and they shake on it.
"Good morning," Kensi greets as the Ops doors slide open. Eric quickly clicks closed the video footage from the boatshed. They all exchange good mornings back and forth.
"You went surfing this morning?" Eric inquires noticing Kensi and Deeks both have wet hair. It would also explain why they didn't answer their phones. "Why didn't you call?" he asks disappointed to have missed out.
"Anything for us?" Kensi interrupts turning to business since it is 8:30.
"Nope, all is quiet. Sam and Callen are coming in late," Nell informs them.
"Next time buddy," Deeks promises pointing at Eric. Then he turns his full attention back to Kensi saying, "I guess that means breakfast and paperwork for us."
The way Kensi and Deeks are looking at each other as they leave Ops makes Nell think she should double her bet with Eric.
Thank you for reading. I think this may be the last one for this series.
