Epilogue
Deeks watched Kensi breathe softly, her head was pillowed on his chest. He gave a wistful smile as he caught how her face was relaxed as she was captured within a deep, peaceful slumber that had whisked her on a journey that was free from her fears about what the future held for them both.
The room was shrouded in darkness as the ending credits of Titantic rolled across the screen. The significance of the movie that she had chosen had not been lost on him. Normally he would have made light of the fact that if the power went out, she would be able to recite the rest of the movie since she had seen it so many times but not tonight. All the reassurances he had given her earlier were beginning to weigh on him. He was determined to ensure that he was not going to lose Kensi. He had no wish for a new partner; he had a vivid memory of the five months without her after her deployment to Afghanistan. Those hours when she was missing in Afghanistan had been torturous; the sight of her blood spilled from a gaping neck wound had been his undoing.
Suddenly it hit him. Hetty had asked if there was anything that they might dig up on him and Deeks had just remembered the one time he had completely lost control, had crossed the boundary into the territory where those that he fought to bring to justice were willing to go. It had shamed him what he had done to the old man, the desperation he had felt to save Kensi from the Taliban.
He doubted that LAPD Internal Affairs would have access to the classified operation to rescue Kensi. But with the investigation by the Senate, there was a chance that the normally secure documents might become accessible to the wrong person. Could the one time that he had lost control be his undoing? The one time he had overstepped the boundaries to bring his partner, friend and now lover back to him be the trigger to undo all he had done to get her back?
Deeks shook his head. This wasn't just a case of his over-zealous interrogation. If that was the case, it would have been dealt with long ago. This was revenge - pure and simple. What he had to do now was to find out who wanted revenge and why.
As he looked down at Kensi, his fingers gently fingering the soft brown curl of her hair that had slipped over her face and moving it away, he also realised that if someone wanted to take revenge out on him, there was one sure easy way to do that. Target Kensi. His breath caught in his chest as the gentle warning that Hetty had issued him with that evening with Kensi there. It had all been stated very calmly and carefully but he hadn't quite processed it all until now.
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