Chapter 1
A/N: Title translates to "Love Conquers All" in Latin. Kensi and Deeks have literally been to hell and back. What happens when the unthinkable happens? *Mature Readers Only* Mentions of rape, drugs, and mental illness.
She had no idea what had happened. One minute she was at a bar, and the next she was in a stranger's bed. She was severely confused. She laid there for awhile, trying so hard to remember what had happened. Eventually, memories come flooding back.
She and Deeks had fought. It was something stupid. She couldn't exactly remember what. She needed some alone time. She decided to go to a random dive bar in Downtown LA. She wanted to drink all feelings away.
She met a guy at the bar. His name was Garret. He had dark hair and dark eyes. He was definitely attractive. After a bit of flirting, she excused herself to the bathroom. She'd had about 4 beers and 3 shots of tequila. She was pretty buzzed. Without thinking, she left her half full glass on the bar.
She returned from the bathroom and continued drinking. She vaguely remembers getting into his car and going to presumably his house. She could guess what happened next.
She knew she had been raped. It was obvious. She had realized she was tied to the bed by her hands, and completely naked. Eventually, the pain came. A stabbing pain radiated through her, coming from a couple different places. The biggest, and most painful was obvious. She also had pain in her ankles and wrists from being tied up, and a few on her legs. She stretched as far as she could to see that the pain was coming from knife wounds.
She'd been cut.
Then there was the already present invisible pain. The pain of having to face her husband, and family. Having to tell them what had happened. She hadn't even gotten out of the situation yet, and she was already feeling the emotional pain.
She was feeling broken. The unbreakable, badass Blye-Deeks has been broken.