I'M SORRY I HAVEN'T UDATED. I'LL USUALLY UPDATE DAILY THROUGHOUT THE WEEKDAYS, BUT SINCE I MAINLY WRITE THIS STORY AT SCHOOL, I PROBABLY WON'T UPDATE OVER THE WEEKENDS UNLESS I'M IN THE CAR AND I WRITE IT OR SOMETHING.
BY THE WAY, THANKS FOR THE REVIEWS! (OH, AND DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW) J
DON'T OWN IT
Kensi, Deeks, and Talbot were driving back to from the house. The trip had been mainly successful, except for the fact that Talbot had freaked after 35 minutes. So, they had to leave. Also in the process of Talbot losing it, Deeks had managed to say yet another stupid, idiotic thing. Now, in the silence of the car, Deeks regretted what he had said 20 minutes previous.
FLASHBACK:
Talbot was in the bathroom, and Kensi and Deeks were sitting on the couch.
"Can't we do anything to get him to remember?" Deeks asked quietly, however, irritated. He didn't want Talbot to over hear and feel bad.
"He has PTSD." Kensi said without looking at Deeks.
"So?" Deeks blurted. The instant he said those words, he regretted them. Kensi turned to face him, an anger burning in her eyes so fierce that he was sure even Hetty would be scared.
"SO?" She grit the words through her teeth.
"Um…" Deeks stuttered.
PTSD is an illness that effects everyone around the affected." Kensi spat. Yup, Deeks had definitely struck the wrong chord.
END OF FLASHBACK
So now, sitting in the dead silence of the car, Deeks tried to think of how to apologize. No matter how he worded it, though, it always sounded pitiful. He knew that if he gave her pity, even if he didn't intentionally do it, she'd most likely shoot him right then and there.