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Nebulizer [NEB-yuh-lahyz\], verb;

1. To become vague, or indistinct.

2. To reduce to a fine spray.

It's not all that normal for Deeks to get a call at 2 in the morning. So when he receives a call, it usually puts him on edge. Especially if it's from Kensi.

"Deeks, could you please come pick me up?" Kensi asked, her voice wavering slightly.

"Kensi? What's wrong?"

"Just… can you come get me? I'm at the new club on State and Jackson. Please?"

That was the second time Kensi said please and Deeks knew something was up. "Ok, I'll be there in 10." Deeks said as he struggled to put his pants on "Hang tight, Kensi. I'll be there soon."

When Deeks pulled up to the place 15 minutes later, he found Kensi standing outside the club wearing a little black dress and her smoky makeup was smudge from her tears. Kensi opened the door and got into the passenger sit. "Thanks." Was all she said.

"Not a problem." Deeks said as he put his car into gear. The drive was quite since both of them were lost in their thoughts. Deeks took a turn off onto Kensi's street when she finally spoke.

"Where are you going?"

Deeks slide a glance over to his partner. "You're place. I figured that's where you wanted to go."

"Can we go to your place? I would rather not be alone tonight."

Deeks gave her a look, but changed directions towards his place. "You want to talk about it?"

"No." Came her curt reply.

Deeks was about to push, but decided against it. She'll tell when she feels like it, but only if he doesn't push.

"I don't have much your size, but this should do." Deeks said, walking out of his bedroom holding an LAPD shirt. Kensi was sitting on his couch, still wearing her little black dress.

"I'm sure it will do fine." Kensi said as she stood up.

"Yeah… do you want anything before you go to bed? Hot chocolate, water, anything?"

"I'll be fine. You should go to bed, you look like hell." Was her reply before she made her way to the bathroom to change.

While she was there, Deeks brought out some extra blankets and pillows, just to make sure she would be comfortable. He was heading to bed when he heard crying in the bathroom. He raised his fist, hesitated for a moment, then knocked on the door.

"Go away!" Kensi said.

Deeks ignored her and entered the bathroom. He found her leaning against the sink. It looked like she had been removing her make up when she broke down. Deeks took a few steps forward and took her into his arms. Kensi tried to resist at first, but soon gave in and cried into his shoulder.

They were like that for a couple of minutes before Kensi said something that was muffled by Deeks' shoulder.

"What?" Deeks asked gently.

Kensi moved her head so that she would be able to speak clearly, but remain against Deeks at the same time. "I saw Jack."

It took Deeks a moment to realize that she was talking about her ex-fiancé, the one who left her Christmas. "You did?"

Kensi nodded her head. "At the club. With some trampy blonde." She took a shaky breath. "He looked like he was doing just fine." Kensi pulled away and looked at Deeks with tear filled eyes. "I hoped he would come back once he got better, that he would be ready for us to start again." She lowered her eyes. "I guess I wasn't good enough."

Deeks couldn't stand to hear her talk like that. He placed his fingers under her chin and gently forced her to look at him. "Don't you ever think like that. You are more than good enough, you were perfect. It's his own damn fault for not realizing it once he got better."

"You didn't even know me back then, how could you know if I was perfect or not?"

"Because I know you now and if you were even just one 1/8 of the person you are now, it would definitely be good enough."

Kensi gave him a watery smile. "You're just saying that."

"I'm telling the truth." Deeks stated firmly. He then did something incredibly brave or incredibly stupid. He placed one hand on Kensi's cheek, gently stroking it and then he brought his head down close to her and kissed her on the lips.

It was a gentle kiss, soft and sweet. After a few seconds, Kensi returned the kiss in the same manner.

It was about a minute before Deeks pulled away and looked into Kensi's eyes. There were no more tears, but a promising look of something to come.

"I think it's time for us to call it a night. It's late and we have work in the morning. And then we can figure out us. Sound good?" Deeks asked.

Kensi nodded. "Sounds good." She stood up on her tiptoes and kissed him lightly on his lips. "Goodnight Deeks."

"Goodnight Kensi." And with that they went their separate ways (Deeks to his room and Kensi to the couch) with hopes of what the future would bring.

I liked this word and before now I hadn't written a story dealing with Jack. So I decided to write one.

Hope you enjoy it. Feel free to review and happy reading!

*side note* I've spent most of this weekend watching my 2nd season of NCIS: LA and I am a very happy writer :) Happy Labor day weekend!