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Chapter 28
Kensi was silent the entire drive back home, her hands resting protectively on her belly. Deeks couldn't resist to glance every ten seconds or so in her direction. But it seemed like she didn't even notice. Deeks kind of understood it all: their daughter was Kensi's second child who was at risk right now and there wasn't a lot they could do. He knew Kensi was blaming herself. In her mind she was a horrible mom.
Deeks helped Kensi out of the car once they were at her place. Monty was jumping and barking loudly when they walked inside. The dog had been inside for a long time and needed to get rid of its energy.
'I'm going to take a nap,' Kensi told Deeks blankly and she went to the bedroom. Deeks decided to take Monty for a run. It would get rid of the energy the dog had and it wouldn't take too long. He triple checked whether he had his phone with him and he also checked if Kensi's phone was in her reach. When he knew that, he was a bit more at ease and he could go outside with Monty.
During the run Deeks thought about how he had to handle the current situation. Kensi would be home all day, not allowed to leave the bed and Deeks had to work, which meant leaving her alone. He needed to find someone who could be with Kensi during those hours, to help her.
'I don't think Nina would mind,' Sam said the next day in the bullpen. 'She likes Kensi. I'll call her right now. She was already complaining about not having much to do today. I hope that Kensi can handle three crazy kids in the house.'
'I don't think she would mind,' Deeks answered. 'This morning she was already complaining about boredom.' Sam laughed and he walked away to call his wife.
'But this is all caused by stress?' Callen asked, just to be sure he got it right and Deeks nodded. 'Bad timing of Mark to reappear and die. If we would just find Damian…'
'Mister Callen and Deeks, how is it going with our case?' Hetty asked when she walked into the bullpen. The guys went back to their own desks.
'Still not much,' Callen answered. He started to tell Hetty about their findings while Deeks tried to concentrate on the files in front of him. One of Eric's loud whistles made them all look up from their work after half an hour.
'We have a missing woman: Celine Taylor,' he exclaimed. Callen, Deeks and Sam hurried upstairs where Eric continued. 'Thomas Taylor is convinced that his 'friend' kidnapped his wife to make sure that Taylor would keep his mouth shut. However LAPD thinks that the woman is kidnapped because the serial killer wants to tie up the loose ends, which means that she will die if we don't find her in time. There hasn't been an e-mail sent yet. LAPD and I are on the lookout of it, ready to trace where it came from. Bomb squad is ready to move when we give them a go.' Callen, Deeks and Sam nodded. There wasn't much to do but wait, wait until they got a location and pray that they will get there in time to save Celine Taylor from being blown up.
'We got an e-mail!' Eric suddenly yelled and Callen, Deeks and Sam ran upstairs. They all knew how little time they had to find Celine Taylor: give or take half an hour. 'Okay, tracing who ever sent it and opening the e-mai…'
'Wait!' Sam suddenly said and Eric moved the cursor away from the e-mail. They all looked questioningly at the ex-SEAL. 'What if the timer is triggered when you open the e-mail?' Eric's eyes went from Sam to the screen and back.
'Might be possible,' he said.
'But if it's not the case, we're wasting time,' Callen contradicted.
'True,' Deeks agreed.
'How is it going with the trace of the sender?' Sam asked and Eric hit a few keys on the keyboard.
'Nothing yet, he's using a lot of proxies,' he answered.
'Are we risking losing Celine Taylor over a hunch?' Deeks asked.
A big house appeared in front of them and Sam accelerated some more. There wasn't much time left for Celine. It took ten minutes to get to the house, and only because Sam ignored all speeding rules. But they had no idea how long it would take to disarm the bomb. Sam hit the brakes when they were at the house and they quickly got out the car.
'You can't go into the house,' Sam said while he grabbed Deeks' arm firmly. 'Last time people died because they were too late. If you die…Kensi needs you. You're staying outside.' Deeks pulled his arm out of Sam's grasp.
'You have kids and a wife,' he contradicted.
'And I have no one so I'm going inside,' Callen said, which earned him glares from Deeks and Sam.
'Let's let the experts do their thing,' Sam said. 'And we all stay outside. 'Cause I'm not going to tell my kids that their uncle G blew up today.'
'Neither am I telling Kensi that,' Deeks added. 'That will cause too much stress.'
'Gentlemen, I suggest you wait for the bomb squad, who will be there in two minutes,' Hetty sounded over the earpieces and Callen, Deeks and Sam all agreed
'What if we just take a look,' Deeks suggested after a minute of waiting. 'Just to make sure we're at the right address.' Callen and Sam agreed and they moved inside the house. They found Celine, scared to death, in the dinner room, bound on the table with a bomb strapped at her chest.
Thomas Taylor was hugging his wife tightly, glad that she was still alive. LAPD had brought him over, to show him that his wife really survived it. Fortunately they didn't tell Taylor how close it was. With twenty seconds left on the timer, Celine was able to get out of the house. It had been nerve wrecking for Callen, Deeks and Sam since all they could do was stand there and wait.
'I'll drive you home,' Sam said to Deeks while he took a relieved breath.
'You are driving me home?' Deeks repeated and Sam nodded.
'Hey, how am I getting home?' Callen asked. 'You picked me up this morning.' Sam shrugged.
'You were complaining about it, G, so maybe you should drive yourself,' he replied. 'Don't want my partner complaining. And Deeks, I need to pick up my wife and kids, who are at the place where you're living.'
'That's right,' Deeks said. 'Sure, I would love a ride.' He smiled at Callen and got in the car with Sam. Callen appeared at the driver's window.
'You can at least drop me of at Ops,' he said to Sam, who had a big grin on his face.
'Are you going to complain?' he asked.
'Of course not,' Callen answered. 'Do I ever?'
'Finally you're here,' Nina said relieved when Deeks walked into the living room. Confused he looked at Sam's wife.
'What do you mean finally?' he asked. Nina didn't answer but ordered Aimee, Sarina and Leo to gather their stuff and she walked into the bedroom. Deeks kept standing confused in the room, having absolutely no clue what was going on. Nina hurried back into the room.
'We'll be back tomorrow,' she said. 'Have fun.' She smiled and walked out of the apartment with the kids. Deeks ran a hand through his hair and sighed. Monty came walking towards his owner with his tail wagging. Deeks absently stroked the animal's head and he walked to the bedroom, which made him even more confused.
There was a table standing next to the bed with a chair beside it. Kensi was sitting on the bed and she was smiling.
'What is this about?' Deeks asked curiously. He couldn't help to smile.
'Well, I wanted to make you dinner because you have been such a help and put up with me all this time,' Kensi started to explain. 'But because I was ordered to stay in bed, I couldn't and I had to think of something else. Nina cooked dinner and prepared the dinner. I swear: I stayed in bed and I had absolutely no stress.' Deeks laughed and he kissed her.
'I love it already,' he told her while he sat down on the chair.
'I do have to admit that I started eating because you took really long to get here and I was really hungry,' Kensi said and Deeks started to laugh even more.
'Of course you did,' he laughed.
'Good morning, Kensi is still sleeping,' Deeks said at Nina while he stuffed a piece of toast in his mouth. He had spent too much time in bed, watching how Kensi slept. If it was up to him, he would be still laying there with her. Nina smiled while she put her handbag down.
'Good morning to you too,' she said smiling. 'Running a bit late?'
'Kind of,' Deeks smiled. 'I'll be back at…'
'You can't see when you're back,' Nina said. 'Don't worry about it. I'm used to it all. Don't forget: Sam has been longer at NCIS than you. You don't have to worry about anything. I'll take good care of her.' Deeks smiled.
'Sam told you to say that, right?' he asked and Nina nodded with also a smile on her face. Deeks quickly drank the rest of the coffee and grabbed his keys and phone.
'Call me or someone else when there is any trouble,' Deeks said. 'Oh, and thanks again.'
Kensi sighed and she turned the TV off. One could only watch so many times a commercial for detergent before going crazy and Kensi felt like she was on the edge of becoming crazy. The fake happy voices and smiles of those people irritated Kensi so much by now that she had almost thrown her alarm clock at the TV. Nina was doing groceries and the kids were still at school, so there was no one to talk to, unless she wanted to talk with Monty. She grabbed one of Damian's notebooks, which Deeks had put on the nightstand, and started to read it.
My gorgeous boy, it has been two months now. My life feels empty. I lost almost everything: my apartment, love, happiness, trust, but the thing that hurts the most is that I lost you. You are my everything and right now you're not here with me…I don't feel complete anymore. When you're back safe with me and old enough to read this you will think that this is such a cliché. But I'm telling you that it's nothing but the truth. No cliché but the plain truth. You are the only thing in the world that I love so much, that the pain of having to miss you in my life, is almost unbearable…
…Happy second birthday my big boy! I have bought a lot of presents for you, which are all waiting for you in your room. I saw the worried looks of the team today. They seemed to wait, wait until I would break. But today is a happy day. It was two years ago that you came into my life, giving it so much more meaning. You made it more worth for me to be alive. That's what I'm celebrating today, that you came to live with us. Today I try not to be sad that you're not here with me to celebrate because you deserve an amazing, fun filled day. Because you are my beautiful boy who made my world wonderful…
Deeks felt positive when he walked through the rooms of the house. It was beautiful and just perfect. He could see him living here with Kensi, watching their kids play. The garden was amazing with a terrace and a play set. The house was just perfect.
'What do you think?' the realtor asked with a big smile.
'Better than the other houses you showed me,' he answered.
'So we got a winner?' she asked.
'I don't know,' Deeks answered, looking around once more. 'I don't know if my girlfriend is ready to move yet.'
'A lot of memories in the house?' the realtor asked and Deeks nodded. Like a room full of memories, he added in his thoughts. 'Maybe she needs to know that she can make new memories in this house.'
'Thank you for the time to show me all the houses,' Deeks said. 'But I have to get back to work. Lunch break is over.'
'Call me if you want to show the house to your girlfriend,' the realtor said when they walked back to the front door. 'Or if you want to make an offer on the house.' Deeks nodded and he walked to his car. When he was about to leave, he took one more look at the house. It was just perfect. Now all he had to do was convince Kensi how perfect it was for them.
I feel myself giving up. Giving up hope to find you. It has been so long without you. Your dad keeps you hidden so well from the outside world, from me. We tried so much to find you. I don't know if there is anything left to do.
But then I see your pictures hanging on the wall and I hate myself for wanting to give up. You're so worth to keep looking for. You deserve only the best and maybe we're not giving you that. We need to do more.
Then I think of what doctor Jones said: where does it stop? When can we say that we did everything we could do to find you? After three years? After five? Ten? Or not until we find you?...
Callen and Sam were very curious about where Deeks had been in his lunch break but he couldn't tell them anything. He had to talk with Kensi first. He knew she would react hesitant. Because of Damian's room. But that was why he had chosen houses with a room for Damian as well. He couldn't wait to show it to Kensi, even though he had to wait for that until the baby was born. But the realtor had promised to keep it off the market as long as possible. Maybe he could film the house and show it to Kensi. It would be better than pictures. With a smile on his face, Deeks started to fill in the paperwork of the last case.
…I almost stopped my life. Gave up my job, moved out of my apartment, sold my car, destroyed my phone. Just so I would have all the time in the world to look for you. Traveling from city to city to find you. After three long unbearable years I can't just sit and wait anymore. I need to do sometime productive. Something that brings you closer to me. Maybe even something that brings you back to me.
I stopped seeing doctor Jones. I felt like she was telling me to do the most impossible thing in the world: forget you. How am I even supposed to do that? You're not a simple piece of paper or something like that! You're a part of this world, of my life, of me. You're my son and you're out there, somewhere…
Deeks' happiness about the house disappeared very soon to the back of his head when he heard soft sniffing as he walked into the apartment. He wasn't happily greeted by Monty. There was a strange oppressive atmosphere in the apartment. First thing that came to Deeks' mind was Kensi and he almost ran into the bedroom. Kensi was crying on the bed holding a notebook in her hand and Deeks noticed all the other notebooks. He took a deep breath and without saying a word he took her in his arms. They sat like that for a long time. Deeks' arms began to cramp but he didn't let her go. She needed him right now, so this was how he would stay, forever if necessary.
TBC.
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