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"Could you please tell where Ms. Blye is? She was supposed to be back around four hours ago." Deeks asked while playing a beat on the counter with his thumb to try to not show his impatience to find out what was wrong with Kensi.
"I'm sorry. Why don't you wait in the waiting room Mr. …"
"Deeks."
"Mr. Deeks, I'll try to find out for you as soon as possible."
"Thanks"
Deeks was wavering between going to the waiting room or Kensi's room, but the desire to hear the news faster won out. He felt like he had been in the waiting room so many times that he should set up shop and charge admission.
Deeks was getting more and more concerned as time went on. He tried some of the channels on the TV in the corner, but nothing interested him. He tried pacing but it wasn't helping. He flipped through the magazines on the coffee table but they definitely weren't helping. Finally he resigned himself to sitting on the chair.
He wouldn't let himself go to thoughts of Kensi's current condition. But he allowed his mind to drift back over the year he had known her: She had put on a convincing performance as 'Kate' in the fight club. He wasn't so sure the second time he met her though. Finding out that she had been undercover and was going to be his partner at the time he didn't know she was going to be one of the best things that happened to him in a long time. Like an annoying younger brother he loved teasing her. Her reactions always amused him. He couldn't believe that the first name that popped into his head at the nightclub was Fern, but her response egged him on. Now he just uses it to show her he cares for her. The teasing they exchanged to try to hide their true feelings they had for each other. Her ability to handle any gun or vehicle she encountered just impressed him. Seeing her run onto the Van in the warehouse wowed him in more ways than one. The way she gave herself up to the Russians to save him she showed complete trust in him that he would save her. Seeing her maneuver between laser beams he knew he shouldn't be thinking what he was thinking, she was smonkin' hot. At the end she showed complete trust in him again to get her out of that room alive. Hearing her talk about her experiences with Jack just made him realize how much he didn't want her to hurt. He couldn't believe Talbot had been about to kill her . . .
Deeks couldn't believe he let his mind wonder back to what caused her present problems in the first place. But there was only so much he could think about before his mind began to wonder back to blaming himself for everything that was going wrong with Kensi now. None of this would have happened if he had just followed Callen's suggestion and made Kensi wait for the paramedics after Talbot clobbered her. What ever was keeping Kensi couldn't be good.
"Mr. Deeks?"
"Yah, that's me."
I just found out that Ms. Bly had surgery again and will be brought up shortly. I'll let you know when you can see her again."
To say that Deeks felt like he had been sucker punched was an understatement. He didn't' know what to say to the nurse. He physically felt sick. He was Kensi's partner, he should always have her back and he had let her down.
Wisely the nurse could see that Deeks was shocked by the news and left him alone.
As Kensi was wheeled past the reception desk, the nurse quickly went to inform Deeks that he could go visit Ms. Blye in a few minutes.
"Hetty, Deeks here. She had more surgery. No, I don't know what is wrong with her. I will see her in a few minutes. Are you going to tell the others? Ok. I'll talk to you later."
Deeks didn't know if it was possible but Kensi looked even worse than before. Where her skin had looked white before, now she looked even whiter. Her face was puffier and more bruised. The bandage on her head was bigger than before. There were more fresh bruises on her arms and face. The steady swish of the breathing apparatus, the steady beat of the heart monitor and the inflation and deflation of the pneumatic compression stockings were the only noise heard in the room.
Deeks pulled the chair forward to sit down closer to Kensi. He had seen enough movies and read enough magazine articles to know that unconscious people could often hear what you were saying to them. Even though he would feel like a fool in front of anyone else, he was willing to do anything to help her heal quicker.
At first all he could do was hold her hand. He didn't know where to start.
"Hey Kensi. Deeks here. I know, you must probably be thinking that you would like to be anywhere but here. I promise you I'll bust you out of here as fast as possible. Or I'm going to have to call you Fern."
Deeks continued talking to Kensi. Sometimes he had to laugh, other times he had to rub the moisture out of his eyes.
He was so engrossed in talking to Kensi that his first awareness someone else was in the room with him was when the nurse touched him on the shoulder.
"I don't want to disturb you but I'm Ms. Blye's nurse, Julie and I will be coming in every 15 minutes to do a neurological exam."
"Do you need me to leave?"
"No. You aren't in the way there."
Deeks watched Julie check the tubes, machines and Kensi. He didn't even notice he was holding his breath until he saw Julie write in Kensi's medical binder.
"Can you tell me where Kensi was for the last five hours?"
Julie looked at the chart before answering Deeks.
"Soon after waking, Ms. Blye experienced aphasia. Dr. Walter wanted to take her to Radiology to find out what was the cause of it. Before they could get there Ms. Blye stopped breathing in the elevator. The bruises on her arms were probably caused by Tanya having to straddle her to get her to breathe again. The CT scan showed us that she needed immediate surgery. Thankfully the surgeon was able to relieve the pressure in her brain. It had been touch and go for a little while there, but hopefully she would have no lasting effects. She probably had to stay in the recovery room for a while to make sure she was stabilized."
"When do you think she will wake up?"
"She probably will wake up in the next twelve to sixteen hours if everything goes well. Go home and get some rest. You won't do any good for her if you are run down."
"I don't want to leave in case something happens again."
"Leave your number and someone will be sure to contact you. I need to go to my next patient. Till later."
Deeks really wanted to stay, but he was getting pretty ripe. He was sure Kensi would make a big deal about it. But he hated leaving her alone.
With a last glance at Kensi, Deeks went home. He would only allow himself two hours to sleep and then a quick bite and shower and then he would be back, even if Kensi wouldn't wake up for hours.
Deeks woke up with a start. His two hours had turned into four. He had been so exhausted that he had fallen asleep on his bed without even taking his shoes off. He contemplated going back to the hospital right away but even he couldn't stand his own smell. He was desperate to get to the hospital as soon as possible but he needed to eat and shower.
With a large coffee in his hand that he had stopped on the way for, Deeks entered Kensi's room. Kensi was unchanged, except for a new bandage on her head.
Deeks grabbed her hand again and talked to her about anything that came to mind. He told her about his adventures with the LAPD, his adventures in his childhood and his impressions of the team.
"Mr. Deeks, I didn't know that you cared so much for your team."
"Hetty, I didn't know you were behind me."
"I can tell Mr. Deeks. Go on. Don't let me stop you."
Sheepishly Deeks grew quiet. He wasn't sure how much Hetty had overheard but he was sure she wouldn't let anyone know.
"Hetty, how much did you hear?"
"Enough."
Hetty settled herself in the other chair and tried to make herself comfortable for a long wait. The others were still busy with the current case but Hetty had some time to visit Kensi.
Julie had entered the room multiple times while Deeks was sitting there. The next time she came in she introduced herself to Hetty.
"Ms. Blye should wake up soon."
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