I'm really sorry for the long wait; I've been really busy with school and friends lately. If you have any ideas please comment and/or message.

Genre: Crime-Drama-Friendship-Hurt/Comfort -Suspense-possible Romance... maybe

Rating: T for slight language and awesome ass kicking :D

Language: English

Main Characters: Kensi Blye/Marty Deeks

Minor Characters: Hetty Lang/G. Callen/Sam Hanna/ Nell Jones/Eric Beal

Status: In Progress

Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS: LA

Chapter 4: Oops

Kensi parked the car a few blocks away from the club. Before that, the car ride was silent.

"Get out," she said.

"I know you're mad at me, but you don't have to kick me out," he joked. She looked at him with a stare that could kill.

"Just go," she said. He nodded and opened the door to get out. She sped off while Deeks walked towards the club.

Kensi walked into the club in a huff. She told the hostess to get the manager. The hostess went behind the bar and came back with a stout man wearing a nice shirt, jeans, and good shoes.

"Hi, I'm Keith Justice," he said with a strong New York accent.

"Hi, I'm Kensi Blye, NCIS," Kensi said as they shook hands. Keith led her to a table so they could talk. "Now what can tell me about Cameron Simons?" Keith thought for a moment.

"Let's see. He would come in here with his buddies every few months. On Saturday, he and his friends came. They had too many drinks, touched a bartender, bar fight, you know how it goes," he said. She nodded.

"Amanda Clay, was that the bartender?" she said as she showed him a picture.

"Mandi? Yeah, she was, but that wasn't the first time that's happened to her. It happened to everyone in this business," he said. She wrote down the info.

"What about Brett Shore?" She asked. Keith frowned.

"Who?" He asked. Now Kensi was frowning, more so than before.

"The bouncer who was killed," she said.

"Ohh! Sandy!" He said.

"Sandy?"

"Yeah, Sandy Shores," he said, "He loved going to the beach," he explained smiling. She smiled slightly.

"What can you tell me about the fight?" Kensi asked. He sighed and leaned back in his chair. He was thinking really hard apparently.

"Well, Cameron was buggin' Mandi and Sandy was just trying to stop it. He dragged him out to the alley and I didn't see either of them after that," he said. She nodded.

"Do you have anything else you think would help?" She asked. He thought for a moment.

"Nope, that's it," he said. Kensi thanked him and left. As she was walking away, she saw Deeks talking to Amanda. She didn't want Deeks to get side tracked, so she walked over to him.

After Kensi kicked Deeks out of her car, he slowly walked to the club so he could think. Two questions swirled around in his head: What do I do if I talk to Amanda, and what will I do if Amanda finds out. He walked with his hands in his pockets to the club.

When he got there, he spotted Kensi talking with the manager. He asked the hostess where his job interview was and she said,

"Once he's done with that chick, he'll get to you." She didn't seem too happy that Kensi was here.

"Okay, where should I wait?" He asked. She pointed to the bar. "Thanks," he mumbled and he walked away. He sat at the empty bar, waiting for his turn.

"Hey," an annoyed voice said behind him, "we don't open until five." He turned around and saw her. Amanda was standing in front of him in almost 20 years.

"I know, I'm applying for the bouncer job," he said. She nodded. "Hi, I'm Steve Harman," he introduced himself and held out his hand. She shook it.

"Amanda," she said. She looked at him as if she was doing a trig problem.

"What, do I have something on my face?" Deeks asked.

"No, sorry, you just look familiar," she said, shaking her head and looking away.

"Who?" Deeks asked. He knew that Amanda would say him, if she said anything. He didn't care about protocol at the moment; he just wanted to talk to her.

"A friend from high school," she said. He nodded. He saw Kensi walk towards them out of the corner of his eye. He looked towards the bar.

"Excuse me, Amanda, may I ask you a few questions?" Kensi asked.

"Sure. It was nice meeting you Steve," Amanda said as she followed Kensi to a table in another manager walked over to him with his hand outstretched.

"Hello, I'm Keith Justice," he said. Deeks shook his hand.

"Steve Harman," he said. They sat at a table and Deeks gave him a folder that Eric made him.

"So you are here about the bouncer opening," Keith said as he read Deeks' file.

"Yes sir," Deeks nodded. He sat paciently as Mr. Justice read his résumé. The interview went well and Deeks was hired on the spot.

"Thank you," Deeks said as they shook hands goodbye.

"Yeah, you start tomorrow," Keith said. Deeks walked back to the bar to say goodbye to Amanda.

"I'll see you tomorrow," Deeks said to her. She smiled.

"See ya," she replied. Deeks walked outside and around the corner where Kensi was waiting. She was leaning on the side of the car, waiting for him.

"I got the job," he announced as he get to her. She nodded.

"Well yeah, Eric made the best résumé for this type of job," she stated with edge.

"Come on, Kensi, you can't stay mad at me forever," he said. She didn't make eye contact and didn't speak. "The silent treatment? Really Fern?" He said, poking her in the side, trying to make her smile. She did, but only slightly. "Come on, Kensi, you can do better than that," he taunted. She shook her head. She knew she would lose this battle. He started poking her abdomen.

"Deeks, stop," she said. He stepped closer to her and poked her all over. Kensi, who was in a fit of giggles, was now in Deeks' arms.

"What was that?" He said, laugh a bit.

"Deeks, stop," she repeated. He didn't. "Marty Deeks, stop!" she proclaimed. He finally stopped and gave her a hug, which she returned.

"Marty Deeks?" A vioce said from behind them. It was Amanda. "What's going on?" She asked with the most puzzled face. She had followed him because she thought she knew him from a concert or something. Deeks and Kensi looked at each other. Their cover was blown. 'Oops' Deeks thought.

"Amanda, get in the car," Kensi said.

"Look, I don't know who you are and you can't tell me what to do, okay?" Amanda snapped. 'How old are you, 16?' Kensi thought.

"I'm Special Agent Kensi Blye with NCIS," Kensi said as she showed her badge to Amanda, again. "I have the athority to arrest you. Now get in the car before I make you." Amanda looked at Deeks, who had gone and sat in the driver's seat.

"Fine," Amanda said reluctantly and she got in the car, sitting behind Kensi. Deeks looked at Kensi and mouthed 'sorry.' She nodded.

'This just got interesting.' They thought.

Again, I'm sorry for not updating in so long. I haven't really had time to do much at home.