NCIS: LOS ANGELES...

HEAVEN WAS NEEDING A HERO...

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SUMMARY:

Kensi Blye agrees to ONE date with Marty Deeks...after that ONE date...things change between the two. Life couldn't get any better, until...

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CHAPTER 51: DREAMS & MARTY DEEKS...

THE EARLY MORNING HOURS OF MAY 21, 2017...

KENSI'S BEDROOM...

Matty, Emma and Kensi slept and Monty had found a place at the end of the bed.

It seemed they all just needed each other...

DREAM *

It was fall now and at least six months since Marty died.

On August 25th Emma had celebrated her 2ed birthday...

Six months now since Marty had died and six months since Kensi had to learn to live without him.

Just the thought that it had been half a year had Kensi distracted at work the whole day.

Kensi had asked her mom to pick Matty up from Preschool and Emma from daycare.

That evening after work, Kensi decided to make a stop on the way to her mom's house.

It didn't take long before she reached the cemetery and parked her car.

THE CEMTERY...

Then taking a deep breath she got and made her way over to Marty's grave.

Kensi looked at Marty's gravestone

'MARTIN ANDREW DEEKS

January 8, 1979 - May 17, 2017

We laughed at him because he was different.

He laughed at us, because we were laughing at the same.

We will never laugh the same again.'

And gasp in shock at what sat beside it. She closed her eyes and then opened them again...

It couldn't be real...

It had to be a dream...

Kensi hesitated before kneeling down; there was only person in the world that would leave these for her.

Three Twinkies lay on Marty's gravestone, reaching out a hand Kensi touched them and sure enough they were real.

"Told you I'd be back..."

Said a familiar voice with a surfer's drawl from behind her and Kensi's head shot up in shock.

She was looking into the ocean blue eyes of none other than Marty Deeks and wondering how in the hell this was even possible.

"...You're not dreaming, Fern, I'm really here." Marty said as if reading her mind and held out a hand to help her up, but all she could do was stare at him.

"L-long story, How about the title of that long story be Six Months of Hell? Do you know what I've been through since you 'DIED'...since I heard?

Do you know how hard this had been on me? How hard Matty and Emma took your death?

You didn't have to deal with Emma and Matty after you 'DIED.'

You didn't see how Matty would sit by the window and insist you were coming home!

You didn't hold him at the funeral...when he realized you were not coming home!

You were not there for me when I dreaded going to bed at night, because your side of the bed would be empty and your arms wouldn't be around me!

I thought our daughter would have no memories of you!

You don't know how much all of this hurt a lot of people! How much it hurt me and our kids, Marty!" Kensi shouted the tears falling down her face.

"Princess, I never meant for any of this to hurt anyone...especially my family. I told Bates I'm not going on another undercover assignment with the LAPD, okay? My family is too important to me. Kensi, I'm sorry...I can't tell you how sorry I am." Marty pleaded with her.

"If you ever do anything like this or hurt me again, Marty Deeks...I will kill you and that's after I shoot you in the groin." Kensi threatened.

"Ouch...okay, point taken. No need to bring up the target area. You don't know how much I've missed us...

Our bantering, flirting and bickering...

Our kids...

And how much I've missed you," Marty said taking her face between his hand and starting to lean in to kiss her, but Kensi pushed him away. *

END DREAM

Kensi opened her eyes and she found herself reaching for Marty, but when she looked over to the other side of the bed...

She saw Emma beside her and Matty on Emma's other side. Monty was at the foot of the bed.

The dream had been so real and Kensi felt a renewed sadness.

Kensi then looked then looked at the time...0345 in the morning.

Both kids seemed to be okay for now, so Kensi quietly got up and walked into the kitchen getting a glass of water.

It was only then she realized she had tears on her face...

Everything she had told Marty in her dream...Was everything she wanted to say to him now.

She must have been crying in her sleep as well as in her dream.

SOMEWHERE ELSE IN CALIFORNIA...

MARTY...

Marty fought to stay awake, but he was so tired.

He remembered his car going off the side of the road and when he came to he had been tied to a chair.

He then found out who had run him off the road

Detective Caleb Rollins

Who was at the current time still married, but also had mistress...Stacey Judith Willard.

At first he hoped the team had received news that his car had been run off the road and they were searching for him...

That hope had been dashed when Detective Rollins had turned on the TV, showing footage of Marty's car being brought up a cliff.

How long ago this happened? Marty was unsure, but he was alive and shortly after waking up the first time, Caleb had started to torture him.

Then Marty didn't know how much time had passed before he overheard Stacey tell Caleb that she had been the M.E. and had personally told the news that a body that had been found and burned beyond recognition belonged to, Marty Deeks.

Hours ago Caleb had come into the room where Marty was being held and hooked his video camera up to the computer that he sat not far on a table from Marty.

Then Marty had watched his own funeral...

It broke his heart to see Kensi, Matty and Emma in so much pain. As well as everyone else that was grieving for him now.

They thought he was dead...no one was coming for him.

It was up to Marty to find a way to find a way to escape and find a way back to his family or to get them the message he was still alive.

Since Marty had first come to and realized he had been kidnapped...

Caleb had also shaved off Marty's hair and sat in mirror in front of Marty as he had done it.

Marty's face was black and blue from all the punches Caleb Rollins had thrown at him.

Marty's shirt had been stripped off his body, so now the only thing Marty wore was his jeans and socks.

Caleb had stabbed in him the shoulder, just above where he had a scar from being shot...after that Sam teaching him to alter his routine.

Marty knew that Caleb was trying to break him and refused to let the bastard see if any of the torture that he was being submitted to was getting to him.

Martin Andrew Deeks would stay strong...until he had a chance to escape nothing was going to break his spirit!

He had dealt with abuse from Gordon John Brandel and on some of his undercover jobs with the LAPD...

Marty kept telling himself this was no different, there was no way that Rollins or his mistress could get near Kensi or the kids.

Kensi would put up and fight and win to protect Matty and Emma. She also had NCIS to back her up.

What kept Marty going was...Was thoughts of getting home to Kensi, Emma and Matty.

How long had it been since he had been kidnapped now?

Days…a week? He wasn't sure anymore.

The door opened and Marty looked up as Caleb entered the room.

"Thought you were such a hot shot making that crack about my wife leaving, then going into Bates office didn't you, Deeks?" Caleb sneered and Marty glared at him.

"You know Rollins I would be a little worried if I were you..." Marty shot back in anger.

"Me, what do I have to be worried about? Everyone thinks you're dead and you're tied to a chair." Rollins reminded him.

"I know you've heard of Henrietta Lange and you know even Bates is scared of her. Well, you wouldn't only have to deal with her, but all my other friends at NCIS. Did I forget to mention that my wife, who also happens to be my partner there, has a favorite place for shooting targets?

When she finds out you have me and you will be lucky if she just kicks you in the groin and doesn't shoot you there." Marty told him.

"Except your wife and everyone thinks that you are dead, how many times do I have to remind you, don't you listen," Caleb asked.

"I only listen if something is important and you...are not important." Marty shot back.

Caleb came forward and punched Marty in the shoulder that he had stabbed; Marty clamped his mouth shut and tried not to make a sound a pain shot through him.

"You're not getting out of here alive, Deeks." Caleb said and headed for the door, walking out and slamming the door behind him.

"Oh, we'll see about that..." Marty whispered, as the pain kept going through his body.