A/N: I'm so sorry for not updating sooner. Please don't hate me! I was so freaking busy with school :(
But yeah, here's the next chapter and I hope you like it :) Apparently there were some confusions about the meaning of the day (Did Jack come back or was it the day Jack came back from war?). That'll all be explained in this chapter and I apologize for any confusions!
Okay, enjoy reading :)

"Kensi, please, you're starting to scare me. Will you please just tell me what's wrong?", Deeks whispered in her hair, his arms still wrapped around her. She shook her head, not even bothering to look up.

Gently he pushed her away a little to look her in the eyes. "Kens, please.", he whispered, his voice giving away how concerned he really was. She couldn't take it.

Why the hell was he so concerned? Couldn't he just let it go? "I really don't wish to talk about it.", Kensi murmured. He lifted her chin with his thumb, making eye contact.

He didn't need to say anything. His gaze alone made her go weak. How was this even possible? He was really trouble for her. "It's not important.", she finally tried to convince him.

But it wasn't that easy of course. It was never easy with him. "It is important because it makes you upset.", he said, then quietly added: "And I don't like it when you're upset."

She stared at him. There was no way that he'd just said that. No way. She needed to clear her thoughts. She needed to accept the fact that he wasn't serious about..their thing.

Because she would surely mess it up. She was definitely not good at relationships. 'Whoa, relationships?', she thought. How the hell had that word even crossed her mind when thinking about Deeks?

Well, she knew why but she would never ever admit that. "Look, I'm fine. You don't have to worry about me.", Kensi told him. "You've been acting strange all day. You seem to be upset. Hell, you even cried. I definitely have a reason to worry about you.", Deeks insisted.

She sighed. There was no way she was getting out of this one. He wasn't going to let it go that easily. "Today's just a day that I really wish I could forget.", she silently admitted.

His eyes got even more serious, if that was even possible. He tightened his arms around her and searched her eyes for an explanation. When he didn't find one he asked: "What happened today?"

"Nothing happened today. But this day just carries some..unwanted memories.", she told him, fearing his reaction. Would he know what she was talking about? His eyes told her no.

Well, how was he supposed to know anyways. It wasn't like she talked about it. "Kens, please. You can tell me. You know I won't judge you. I'm here for you.", he whispered, his voice cracking and it almost broke Kensi's heart to see him like this.

So vulnerable and concerned – and all for her. She sighed and looked down. She couldn't look into his eyes. "Today's the day Jack came back from war with the PTSD.", she mumbled.

She noticed Deeks' sharp intake of breath. Maybe she had said too much? But his next move surprised her. He pulled her into a hug again, holding her as close as possible.

"I'm sorry, Kens, I'm so sorry.", he whispered into her hair. His one hand started rubbing her back gently and she couldn't help but relax into his arms. It felt good to be here. With him.

As much as she hated to admit it she needed this right now. She needed him. Because, hell yes, she loved him. "It's okay, Marty. It's not your fault.", she murmured. His hand's movements stopped momentarily when he realized that she'd called him by his first name again.

"I wish I was there then.", he said. "Why? That wouldn't have..", she tried but Deeks cut her off: "It would have helped! I hate that you had to go through this. But what I hate even more is that you had to go through this all alone! That should not have happened."

She was stunned by his words. Unable to form any words she pulled away from their embrace slightly but only to look into his eyes again. She touched his cheek gently and gave him a small smile.

He leaned closer to her, their faces now only millimeters apart. "Thank you, Marty.", she whispered. "What for?", he asked quietly. "Everything. But most importantly for being here, for holding me, for..", she trailed off and lowered her eyes to his lips, then looked back up into his eyes.

"Kens.", he breathed before slowly leaning in and touching his lips to hers in a gentle kiss that carried all their unspoken feelings. Kensi was surprised. Never in a hundred years had she expected this to happen.

But she soon found herself kissing back, laying all the feelings that she'd kept bottled up inside into that kiss.

A/N: Well, I actually got a third chapter planned (and maybe a fourth, ..).. Or should I leave it at that?
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P.S. I even got new cookies, skittles, kit kats, Peanut Butter Cups... :D