16. I love how much I trust you
They are sitting on her couch one day, some old movie playing on her DVD player. Kensi is laying down on the couch, her head resting on his lap and his hand combing through her brown curls. Deeks has a beer on his free hand and Monty is fast asleep on the floor.
He looks down at Kensi and sees that her eyes are beginning to close. He knows she's not paying any attention to the movie and that her invitation to come over and watch this movie was just the lame way she came up with to drive him here without looking too suspicious or needy.
He breaks the silence between them because there's something on his mind that he can't forget. And he'll burst if he doesn't tell her this right now. So he pauses the movie and Kensi turns her head to face him. "Is everything okay?"
Deeks smiles at her concerned look. "I need to tell you something."
Kensi frowns and sits on the couch next to him. However, that's not the way he feels like being. He lays down on the floor and motions for her to join him. Kensi smiles and lays down next to him, her head resting on his chest and his arm wrapped around her waist.
"My father was a drunk. He used to come home late at night and he would yell at my mom. Then, when I was 10 years old it became worse. He started to come home and hit my mom. I couldn't stay there and do nothing. Ray gave me a gun. And I shot my father. My aim was not that good so I only shot him in a knee. But I ran out of there as fast as I could."
Kensi lays on top of him to look him in the eye. "No one should ever go through that, much less at such a young age."
Deeks tucks a strand of hair behind her ear and smiles at her. "I didn't tell you this so you'd be sorry for me. I told you this because I never told this story to anyone else before. You're special, Kensi Marie Blye."
Kensi laughs when he says her full name and kisses his lips softly, to show him that she appreciates it.
It's good to trust someone enough to share such a personal story with her. And he wouldn't want to share this with anyone else but her.