A/N: Hey everyone. I know it's been a long time; okay veery long time since I've posted anything.
I wish it'd been just writer's block, but my brother, my boyfriend and I were in a car accident last December. My boyfriend had been in a coma for several weeks. thankfully my brother got thrown out of the car and was lucky to have escaped with only a broken left arm. As for me, I'm fine. Well as fine as I can be, with three surgeries already to my left leg. Writing has been on the proverbial back burner for long time.
But almost six months later I can thank all those who've stuck with us through the fears and the tears. Thanks to Taylor for being the awesomest big brother out there.
Stay safe. Love, Sammie
A/N2: Own nothing.
Chapter 10
Hanging on a thread
The floorboard creaked and Deeks closed his eyes, cursing. He turned on his heel to retreat when the door opened and a little boy stood there, dragging a teddy bear in one hand and rubbing his eyes with the other.
"Daddy?"
"Hey kiddo," Deeks smiled softly at his six-year-old son.
"Where's mommy?" Sean Ray asked, fixing his baby blues on his father.
"She-uh. She's still at the hospital," he replied, looking uncomfortable. Sean walked over till he was able to put his arms halfway around Deeks. the ex-LAPD cop closed his eyes, trying not to cry.
As he scooped up his son into his arms, his phone rang. Fishing it out, he answered it.
"She's awake, Marty," Callen's voice barely hid his relief.
"I'm on my way."
Not my finest work. I know. But review anyway. makes my day.
And thank you for the prayers.