Alrighty. Well this took longer than expected! I hope you enjoy!
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Kensi sighed and rested her head on her desk. It had been three days since Deeks had gone undercover. You would think she would enjoy those few days. Peaceful days without the constant jabbering of her partner. Refreshing days without the sexual innuendo and banter. You would never have guessed that in reality she was aching for his banter. Lost without his continual talking.
Kensi lifted her head and groaned. Callen and Sam looked up at her quizzically. She let out a huff of air. "Don't we have anything besides old cold cases and unfiled paperwork?" she asked irritably.
Sam and Callen both looked at each other and smiled. "Would you look at that G? Looks like someone misses a certain fluffy haired blue eyed partner." said Sam mockingly.
"Yup. She's even got the crazy eye hair pulling thing going on!" Callen said while chuckling.
Kensi sent them the death glare. "I do not miss my partner. I'm just bored out of my mind! I don't understand why you two are so…" Kensi was cut off mid-sentence by the ominous voice of Hetty.
"Ms. Blye, Mr. Callen, Mr. Hanna." her serious tone of voice caught their attention. "Mr. Deeks has been shot again." Kensi gasped. "It appears to be considerably more serious than his last encounter. LAPD is not letting us get involved and isn't cooperating on giving us any information about how he was injured, who the shooter was or even the case info. Ms. Blye, we need to take you to the hospital immediately. Mr. Deeks is still in surgery but I know that is where you want to be. Mr. Callen, Mr. Hanna, I have given Eric instructions to give to you. Please follow them to the letter! I have some phone calls to make."
Sam and Callen hastily made their way up to Ops. Hetty turned to go to her desk but then turned back around towards Kensi. "I am so very sorry, my dear." Hetty said somberly.
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Kensi felt numb. When Hetty told her Deeks had been shot…again…she was in shock! And she felt so many emotions at once. Pain, Fear, and Heartbreak. She remembered the last time quite clearly. She had felt pain and fear then too, but not heartbreak. Disappointment maybe, but not heartbreak. This time was different. This was before all those things he had said to her. Before they had gotten as close as they were now. But now she could only feel heartbreak. Her heart broke for all of the things she wanted to say, all of the things she couldn't say. Her heart broke for all of the things they couldn't have if he died. She couldn't have him if he died. She didn't care about those things now. All she wanted was him. She would give away all the things she wanted to say if she could have him. She didn't care if they had a strictly platonic and professional relationship so long as he lived. She wanted him. Needed him.
Kensi looked up startled from her seat in the hospital's waiting room when she heard the doctor call for Marty Deeks. She stood up slowly and walked over to the doctor.
"How is he?" she asked, searching the doctor's eyes and face for anything.
The doctor looked down solemnly. "Well ma'am. It doesn't look so good."
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Poor Deeks! Sorry this chapter was shorter. But because this chapter is shorter the next one will be up sooner! Thanks for reading!