Note: NCIS:LA does not belong to me.
Thump.
Kensi startled awake at the sudden noise, automatically reaching under her pillow for her gun before realizing where she was.
"Deeks?" she slurred, still half asleep.
"Hmm?"
"What was that?"
"Fell out of bed."
Deeks sounded equally groggy and disoriented, but slowly picked himself back up.
"Then don't sleep on the edge of the bed."
"Mhmm" Deeks just mumbled, settling himself once again on the very edge of the bed.
"Oh for God's sakes."
Kensi reached her arm out, grabbing him around the waist and pulling them closer together, wrapping her legs around his in her half conscious state and pulling him towards the middle of the bed.
Suddenly Deeks was wide awake, all too aware of Kensi's body pressed so close against him, and her hand dangerously close to his now very painful erection.
"Kensi, I..." he didn't get a chance to finish his sentence before he was interrupted.
"Deeks, go to sleep, it's the middle of the night."
When she spoke he could feel her lips move and her hot breath against his back and through his shirt, making his dick throb and leaving him unable to do anything to stop the strangled groan that escaped his lips.
"I don't think this.." he was once again unable to finish his sentence, a very groggy Kensi interrupting once again.
"Oh my God Deeks, we've slept together before, just go to sleep before I strangle you."
Knowing enough to keep his mouth shut this time, Deeks tried to relax enough to fall back asleep, with no success. He knew from the moment she'd wrapped her arms around him there would be no getting back to sleep, so he decided he'd just try to make it through the rest of the night without making an embarrassing mess of his pants. He took a deep breath and allowed himself to thread his fingers through hers, closing his eyes in the naive hope that maybe he'd drift off.
Deeks hovered above her, his eyes fixed on hers and his hands roaming her body as he thrust into her, each thrust shaking the bed and knocking her headboard against the wall.
Thump Thump Thump
Her name fell from her lips as he thrust into her, but it sounded different than she would have expected, almost a whisper.
"Kensi... Kensi!"
She felt herself being shaken, but for some reason both his voice and the noise of the headboard against the wall didn't stop.
Thump Thump Thump
The noise sounded as if it was getting louder, and suddenly Deeks wasn't on top of her, but beside her, shaking her and whispering in her ear.
"Kensi, wake up! Someone's at the door."
She jolted fully awake, suddenly remembering exactly where they were, and jumped out of bed, gathering her clothes and rushing into the bathroom to change while Deeks answered the door. She pulled her pants on quickly, trying to ignore the embarrassment threatening to consume her. Surely Deeks couldn't have known what was going through her sleeping mind, could he? This had to stop, she couldn't keep embarrassing herself like this, she was tired of looking so ridiculous in front of him, first with that damned vest the night before and now this. She splashed water on her face to wake up and cool down a bit while she tried to listen to the conversation on the other side of the door.
Deeks had barely slept the night before, occasionally drifting out of consciousness, only to jolt back awake when his mind went back to the night he and Kensi had spent together, and spending most of his time talking himself out of turning around, waking her up, and having his way with her.
When the pounding on the door had started, he immediately jumped out of bed and went to answer it, before realizing that whoever was at the door definitely could not see Kensi lying there, asleep, half naked, and definitely not a sixteen year old Mexican boy.
He went to wake her up, but was surprised to notice that she seemed to be dreaming. It didn't seem to be a nightmare, but with Kensi he was never sure; her breathing was heavy and she tossed in her sleep as if she was trying to get comfortable, but she didn't seem distressed. Either way, he had to wake her up, so he gently shook her shoulder, whispering in her ear and hoping she could hear him, because he wasn't sure how soundproof the door was and he didn't think he should get much closer to her. Luckily for him, she jerked awake quickly, looking at him briefly before quickly grabbing her clothes and running to the bathroom.
The look she had thrown him confused him even more, it seemed to be a mix of embarrassment and something he couldn't quite decipher, but he pushed it out of his mind as he went to open the door, which now seemed to be unlocked. He wondered why whoever was there didn't just come in - obviously they had a key - but his question was answered as he swung the door open.
"Callen?"
"Shh" Callen put his finger up to his lips, signalling that there was someone else coming by gesturing behind him with his thumb before speaking in a whisper.
"Where's Kensi?"
"Bathroom."
"Oh. You look like shit."
"Gee, thanks Callen. If you'd ever slept with Kensi you'd understand."
The older man's mouth dropped open, his eyes going wide.
"No, no, no. That's not what I meant! She sleeps like a starfish, takes up the whole damned bed. I must have ended up on the floor at least three or four times."
Callen just chuckled.
"Hey, what you guys do on your own time is your business, just not on a case please."
"Oh shut up, you knew what I meant."
Before Callen could respond, a large man with a greying goatee and a receding hairline came up behind him, wiping the sweat from his face as he spoke.
"I thought there was two of ya."
"There are," Deeks replied "the kid's in the bathroom."
"Alright," the big man nodded "we got your food and supplies. Should last a few weeks, then somebody'll come to switch out with you. They'll have a truck loaded with shit for you to drive back to LA, you shouldn't get hassled at the border, but if you have a problem call this number and ask for Bellows. You'll get paid when you get to the warehouse, Ryan will explain the rest of this shit to you, 'cause it's too fucking hot in here and I'm gonna wait in the car."
The man handed Deeks a sheet of paper with a phone number and address on it and walked back in the direction he'd come from.
"I guess that makes you Ryan then?"
"Yeah," Callen replied "an old alias of mine used to run in these circles."
"I thought this was a cartel thing, so far we've only seen skinheads."
"It's a little more complicated than we thought, it looks like Alves has contracted out his border crossings, since white guys get less hassle."
"I guess that makes sense."
Kensi emerged from the bathroom, hunched over and pulling her shirt away from her body.
"Oh God, this is even better than I thought it would be" Callen laughed, upon seeing her.
"Callen?"
Kensi stood up straight upon noticing their guest wasn't a cartel thug, making it obvious that she hadn't been able to get the vest back on.
"Long story," Deeks started "although it would look like Fernando's been hiding something, or should I say some things, from me."
"Shut it Deeks, I couldn't get that damn thing over my head."
Callen looked between the two of them, giving Deeks a questioning glance.
"She can't get her booby binder on without help" he joked.
He was almost immediately hit with a spoon Kensi had picked up from the table and thrown.
"Ouch, Jesus Kensi, it was just a joke."
"I believe I specifically told you to shut it."
Once again, Callen looked between the two of them, noticing a frustrated tension simmering beneath the surface and wondering just how long the two of them would last locked out in this cabin together without either killing one another or falling into bed. He supposed only time would tell.
"Alright, well I'll just leave these bags with you guys then, there's enough food and supplies to last you guys a few weeks at least. And Kensi, Nell said to wash the vest in warm water and try to stretch it out a bit, that should make it easier to get on and off."
"Thanks Callen."
"No problem, and good luck to you both. I might be back in about a week, try not to murder each other before then."
Callen said his goodbyes and swung the door shut behind him, locking it securely and heading back to the truck. He shook his head and chuckled at the thought of Kensi and Deeks holed up alone in that cabin together, but there was a part of him that actually hoped this would bring them closer together again, maybe make up for the damage that Afghanistan had done.
Only time would tell.
