I'm really sorry for not getting to this story sooner. I had major writers block and I went away on vacations. I can't promise that I will write weekly, but I will do my best.
Hetty couldn't help but smile when she heard Kensi had finally woken up. This was going to be a good day. She would talk to Kensi's medical team and see if she could get everyone into Kensi's room at once. Maybe then they could assure themselves Kensi was on the mend and the team could start working again without worrying, with the exception of Deeks. Everyone, especially since they were down two, was needed in the field. Life had to go on, despite everyone's desire to the contrary. Kensi wouldn't want everyone to fawn over her anyways.
Even thought the team's job required them to be very patient, they were all finding it very hard to put their patience into practice. Callen, Sam, Eric and even Deeks were taking the time to tease each other. Anything to make the time go faster. Hetty even put in a few words to burn one team member or another in her deadpan way. The hour just seemed to drag on.
After noticing the team taking turns glancing at the clock over the doorway every few minutes, Hetty finally had enough, "Did I ever tell you about my time in Casablanca?"
It seemed to do the trick for a little while. Before they knew it the hour was up. Excitedly Eric joined Deeks to go visit Kensi, while Hetty continued her story.
"Ok man, I just need to prepare you that you' re going to see some horrible bruising. Don't let on that it bothers you or Kensi will kill you."
Kensi wasn't in her room when they got there so the guys decided to wait for her in her room. After an hour Deeks finally had enough and went up to the receptionist, "Do you know when Ms Blye should be back in her room?
"I haven't heard anything yet. Why don't you go back to the waitingroom. As soon as I do I'll be sure to let you know."
There was nothing for Eric and Deeks to do but go back to the others.
Hetty was still telling the others her stories. The mood amongst the others was still very light.
"Ah, Mr. Beale, how is Ms Blye?" Hetty carefully asked Eric when she saw their dejected faces.
"She wasn't there Hetty".
"I'm sure that she will be back soon. They probably had to do some more testing?"
Hetty was prevented from saying more by her cell phone ringing.
After glancing at her cell display Hetty said, "Hello Director Vance. Yes, she woke up a little over two hours ago. Yes, the team is still here. No, we don't know more. Right now? All right, can you do without Deeks? Thank you. I'll be sure to let the team know."
Everyone listening in on Hetty's conversation waited with bated breath.
"Listen up. Director Vance has another case for all of us. We all need to get back the office except for Mr. Deeks. Mr. Deeks please let us know anything when you hear something."
Eric couldn't suppress a groan. He didn't have a chance to see Kensi and see for himself that she was doing better. But the show must go on as they say.
Callen and Sam knew better than to give any outward sign of displeasure. Kensi wouldn't want it any other way. She would hate to be the cause of someone else being hurt because of her.
Deeks watched Hetty and the others leave. There was nothing for him to do but wait for news on Kensi. Maybe he should get some food for himself.
When Deeks came back to the ICU floor he took a gamble to see if Kensi was back in her room. Unfortunately she wasn't there. Deeks just decided to stay in her room. The worst they could do was kick him out.
Without anyone to talk to and nothing else to do, the anxiety and broken sleep caught up to him and he fell asleep.
"Bzzzz. Bzzzzz. Bzzzz."
The vibration from his cell phone woke Deeks up from a deep sleep.
"Yah, Deeks here." If Deeks would have looked at his display he would have seen that Hetty was calling him.
Deeks sat up straighter, "I'm sorry Hetty, I fell asleep. What did you say? No, Kensi isn't back yet. I will find out what is going on. I'll call you back as soon as I know."
Deeks could believe how long Kensi was away. The hour had turned into five. Where could Kensi be?
What Sam and Deeks heard as Kensi answering Tanya's questions, making them believe that she was doing all right, unfortunately, was misinterpreted.
Kensi had woken up asking where she was, but that had been the last time her words had made sense. The longer she had been questioned by Tanya, the more off her answers had been.
Tanya and Dr. Walter glanced at each other with worriedly. The more they continued their neurological exam, the more they realized they needed to find out what was going on.
Within minutes of calling down to the Radiology Department, Kensi was on her way for a MRI and a Cat Scan. Dr. Walter and Tanya were so concerned they didn't even take the time to get someone to help take her down.
Kensi was still talking as they entered the elevator. But as the elevator descended to the basement Radiology Department, Kensi became very quiet. Within seconds of entering the elevator Kensi had gone from talking, in gibberish mind you, to passing out.
Tanya checked Kensi's pulse, while Dr. Walter used the elevator phone to connect to the Radiology Department. Her pulse was weak and getting weaker by the second. Before the elevator stopped, Kensi stopped breathing. Tanya frantically looked around for the artificial breathing hand pump. When she didn't find one, she climbed onto the bed and threw Kensi's pillow onto the floor and straddled Kensi to start mouth-to-mouth.
"Ms. Blye crashed; we need a cart right away. We are in the South elevator."
Before the elevator door completely opened a nurse came into the elevator and handed Tanya the hand pump. Tanya inserted it into Kensi's mouth and used the pump to breath for her.
They quickly moved Kensi's bed out of the elevator into the hallway. A few feet from the elevator Dr. Walter stopped the group to insert a tube down Kensi's throat. As soon as he connected it to the machine that would breathe for Kensi again, they quickly took Kensi to the Radiology Department to get her checked out.
"Oh crap. We need to operate right now. We don't have time to get permission"
"We have consent to do anything necessary to help her medically. We should be fine. Go ahead."
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