Thanks to everyone has read and reviewed! Since there isn't an episode this week for Deeks' birthday, I thought we needed a "bonus" drabble. Note: Afghanistan is 12 hours ahead of California.
I don't own anything associated with this show. Duh.
"Hold on buddy, I'm coming," Deeks grunts as he stumbles into his apartment, arms full of groceries, dog food, and dog treats. "I know, I let you run out of food, I'm a bad doggy daddy." Monty greets him with bark and a tail wag. Deeks grins and rubs his dog on the head, making his way into the kitchen to pour the dog food and put away the groceries.
He settles in to his couch with a bowl of granola for dinner and flips on the television. Looking down at his watch he thinks, 7:00 on a Tuesday night. There's got to be some cheesy cop drama on that I can watch. As he's flipping through the channels, he hears a ringing from his work bag. He jumps up from his couch so quickly that he spills his cereal all over the coffee table and grabs his bag, rifling through it for his satellite phone.
"Hi, hello? You still there?" Deeks answers frantically, realizing it had taken him a while to answer the phone.
Kensi chuckles on the other line. "I'm not interrupting anything am I?"
"No, no, I was just uh," Deeks pauses to look down at Monty eating all of his cereal off the coffee table and floor. "Um, apparently feeding Monty. Again. What's up? How are you, is everything okay?"
"Sure, everything is…fine," Kensi responds. She's sitting outside of their base camp drinking her morning coffee. Today she and Granger are heading out to scope the area out for possible leads on the White Ghost, and whoever his mole within their unit could be. She's nervous and excited at the same time. "I uh, just wanted to call and wish you happy birthday."
Deeks smiles sadly, plopping back down on his couch. "It's not my birthday. My birthday is tomorrow."
"I know when your birthday is, Deeks…" Kensi starts, but Deeks interrupts her.
"Really? Cause I'm pretty sure last year…"
"Deeks," Kensi says seriously. "It's your birthday where I am."
He sits up, alarmed. "I don't think you were supposed to tell me that."
Kensi sighs. "I know, and that's all I'm going to say. I just really didn't want to miss your birthday." She bites her lips nervously. "Do you have big plans for tomorrow?"
"Supposedly our little Nelly is planning something for me. With her it could be anything. That's one sneaky wild chick, did you know that?"
Kensi snorts. "Nell and I are friends, duh. I could tell you stories that would blow your mind."
"Wow. I have got all night free…" Deeks jokes.
"Well, unfortunately I don't."
"Oh come on, you gotta give me something…it's my birthday."
Kensi rolls her eyes. "You said yourself that your birthday isn't until tomorrow."
"Pleeeeeease?" Deeks begs.
Kensi laughs at him. "It's really hard to tell you no, you know that?"
"I will definitely remember that for the future…"
"Wow, you are in a really good mood tonight," Kensi teases him. She's happy that he seems to be doing well.
Deeks rubs at the scruff on his face and stretches his jaw. "Well, uh, what can I say? You have that effect on me."
Kensi looks up from her empty coffee cup to see Granger staring at her. He nods his head in the direction of their Jeep. Kensi sighs in frustration and rubs her eyes. "Deeks, I'm so sorry, but I…"
"Have to go," Deeks finishes her sentence. "It's okay."
"Deeks, I…" Kensi pauses. "I hope you get everything you wish for when you blow your candles out."
"I think we both know that's not going to happen."
"I know." Kensi sees Granger glaring at her. "Just...happy birthday Deeks."
Deeks closes his eyes, feeling his chest tighten. "Thanks. Be safe."
"I will. Oh, and Deeks?"
"Yeah?"
"If Nell mentions anything about jello wrestling, run. Fast."