NCIS: LOS ANGELES…
WHAT IF THEY MET BEFORE?
Disclaimer:
NCIS: Los Angeles and characters do not belong to me.
SUMMARY:
What if Kensi and Marty met almost two years before…before NCIS and LAPD joined to solve the Danny Zuna case?
CHAPTER 37: CHRISTMAS MORNING...
MARTY & KENSI'S HOUSE...
THE LIVING ROOM…
TWO HOURS LATER…
Marty groaned when he heard his phone go off, he remembered setting his alarm a few hours ago so he could check on Kensi.
Getting up he headed down the hall, stopping at Meg's room first.
MEG'S ROOM…
When Marty walked into Meg's room, Monty raised his head from his paws and looked at Marty.
Marty scratched Monty behind the ears, before pulling the covers over Meg and then left the room.
THE HALLWAY…
Honestly…Marty was not looking forward to waking Kensi up. All too soon, he reached the door and knocked, but there was no answer.
He tried the knob again and noticed it was still locked, so Marty took the lock pick he had thought to bring in case the door was still locked.
Finally, the door opened and Marty poked his head inside…coming face to face with Kensi's gun.
"What the hell are you doing, Marty? I could have shot you." Kensi whispered in anger as she lowered her gun.
"I take it you're still mad at me then?" Marty joked. "Why did you pick the lock to the bedroom?" Kensi asked. "It was locked." Marty replied with a shrug.
"It was locked to keep you out. You didn't tell me why..." Kensi began. "I was coming to check on you, okay?" Marty asked.
"Why?" Kensi growled at him. "Don't you remember? You know, Talbot knocking you out and the fact you could have a concussion?" Marty reminded her.
"I'm fine." Kensi said sticking her gun back in the safe and laying back down on the bed. "Why do you do that?" Marty asked as he went to the opposite side of the bed and sat down. "Do what?" She countered, turning to look at him.
"You just said that you're fine…you have a habit of trying to convince everyone that nothing is wrong with you and that you're okay all the time. You can let your guard down once in a while you." Marty said and lay down beside her.
"Marty…" Kensi began.
"You do trust me right?" Marty asked and Kensi looked at him. "Of course I trust you." Kensi responded without thinking about.
"Sometimes I wonder, because it just feels like you only trust me so far. You trust me with our daughter and to watch your back in the field…." Marty said.
"Marty, there is a lot about my past you don't know about and there's still a lot I don't know about you. We are still getting to know each other and at the same time trying to raise our daughter together. Can we talk about this later?" Kensi asked with a yawn.
"Will we really talk about this later or are you going to keep putting it off?" Marty countered.
"Yes, we will really talk about it later, because if you haven't noticed it's one in the morning and I want to get some sleep before Meg wakes us up to open presents." Kensi told him with a yawn.
"Pinky promise, we'll continue this conversation later." Marty said holding up his pinky. "What are you five?" Kensi asked rolling her eyes. "If I were we wouldn't have a daughter together. Come on, Fern, Pinky promise." Marty said holding and Kensi rolled her eyes before taking his pinky in hers.
CHRISTMAS MORNING...
Marty woke Kensi up twice more, once at 3:00 am and then again at five.
At three, she kicked him and muttered for him to leave him alone.
At five she had been curled into his side with her face in the crock of his neck, this time she hit him in the gut.
Now it was an hour later...
0600 HOURS (6:00 AM)...
"Wiwo, Wiwo!" A shout from Meg and the bedroom door was thrown open.
Kensi and Marty sat up to see Meg holding up a movie that she had obviously just unwrapped.
"Wiwo," Meg yelled again running to Marty's side of the bed, Marty reached down and picked Meg up, putting her on the bed.
"Hey, you were supposed to wake me and mommy up before you unwrapped any presents." Marty told Meg and Meg looked at him. "Sowwy dada," Meg told her.
"So, did you leave any presents for everyone else to open?" Marty asked and Kensi looked at him. "Uh-huh, open now!" Meg shouted before getting off the bed and taking off toward the living room.
Marty and Kensi looked at each other, before throwing back the covers, then following Meg and when they reached the living room, Meg had another present in her hand.
"Freeze, Meg." Kensi said and Meg looked up at Kensi and Marty with a guilty expression. "Want open, pwesents," Meg said.
"I think since you already opened one present, we can have breakfast and then open the others." Kensi stated. "No! Pwesents now," Meg argued.
"Meg...look at me, kiddo..."
Marty said and Meg looked at him.
"...You need to listen to you mom. 'Cause we don't want to start off with this being a bad day and the presents will still be here later." He told her.
Meg then looked from Marty to Kensi.
"Pwesents , pwesents," Meg protested with tears in her eyes. "Not right now, later." Kensi said as she sat down on the couch and feeling tired from being woke up ever two hours the night before.
"Watch, Wiwo?" Meg asked holding the movie up in her hands.
"You can watch Lilo and Stitch…if you stay out of the other presents and don't forget to thank Hetty for giving you this movie." Kensi said, taking the movie from Meg and slipping it into the DVD player.
"Okay, I think I better take Monty for a quick walk and when I get back, I'll make breakfast." Marty suggested as he headed off in the direction of the bedroom.
Monty jumped up on the couch beside Meg and Kensi followed Marty down the hall.
KENSI AND MARTY'S BEDROOM…
"Why does our daughter love you more then she loves me?" Kensi demmanded as she walked into the bedroom and closed the door behind.
"What?" Marty asked confused as he turned away from the closet to face her.
"Why does Meg love you more then she loves me?" Kensi repeated. "Kens, Meg does not love me more then she loves you. She loves us the…" Marty began. "Then why will she listen to you better then she listens to me?" Kensi countered.
"Kensi…she's listens to us and loves us both the same." Marty said putting his clothes on the bed and coming to stand in front of her.
"Really, because from what I just saw you were the one that convinced her the rest of her presents will wait until later." Kensi replied. "She protested even after we both told her later. It was only after the final time that you told her no, that she wanted to watch her movie." Marty pointed out.
"I think I better make sure she's watching her movie and not opening any more presents." Kensi told him with a sigh. "What you're not going to tell me that I'm right?" Marty joked and Kensi punched him in the shoulder.
Then Marty watched her leave the room, before quickly getting dressed.
THE KITCHEN...
KENSI...
After making sure Meg was not getting into the other presents, Kensi decided to go start some coffee.
"Monty and I will be back as soon as we can!" Marty called, before Kensi heard the front door close, then Meg came into the kitchen.
When Kensi looked at Meg, Meg looked ready to cry.
"What's wrong, baby?" Kensi asked kneeling down in front of Meg. "Why dada weave?" Meg asked. "He had to take Monty for a walk, so Monty could go potty. Then he is coming back to make us breakfast. Want to surprise him?" Kensi asked and Meg nodded with a small smile.