I got a pertinent review making a remark: if Deeks was LA raised, how did his mother ended up in San Francisco? Well, I answer it this chapter. I wanna thank all the reviews I'm still getting and I hope you enjoy this story.

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The previous night had passed really quickly, because everyone was having a good time, now feeling at ease. By the morning, Deeks left the house with his old tricycle and had two plans: get it fixed, this both his mother or Kensi knew about it, and he'd also visit his Uncle Jeremy and his Aunt Eloise. If possible, and he was hoping so, he'd love to have a talk with his cousin Levi, who he hasn't seen in years since he and his Uncles moved to San Francisco along with his mother. By the time of lunch, Deeks would pick up Kensi to eat something at downtown and have a walk until dinner time. After all, they'd be leaving the next morning, and they wanted to share one last meal with Betsy. But also the ladies had plans for the morning. Betsy invited Kensi to go through some of Deeks' childhood memories, and obviously Kensi didn't waste the opportunity.

When Kensi said to Betsy that she would love to tell her anything she wanted to know she never thought that she, Kensi Blye, would be the one who wanted to know everything. Sitting over a wooden chest among the dustiness of the attic were the two women. Kensi had drop a question, and Betsy was answering it. "No. This was my sister's Eloise house. I moved to here alone. Marty had just turned twenty and Gordon had passed away some two years before. Don't regret asking that." Betsy rushed to say when she told Kensi that. "If someone regrets anything is me. After Martin was fifteen I felt that I had completely lost him. He was rarely at home; he was hanging out with some people, the ones that are not the most reliable. I was afraid that I was actually losing him for…" Betsy sobbed and Kensi started panicking. She was not ready to handle that moment. "I thought my son was becoming a criminal. And God I was numb enough to stay with Gordon for all those years."

"There was no way you could have predicted any of that."

"Oh, I did. I should have run away with Marty. But, love's blind and I thought that was the best for him…for us. I should have got the hell out of LA and come to here. At least we'd be away from Gordon."

"But life didn't turn out that bad for you two." Kensi hugged her boyfriend's crying mother and comforted her. "You broke free that suffering and moved on with your life. He turned out a man you are proud of."

"Kensi, don't be afraid to throw my son back once in a while. He'll try to be the father for Jr. that Gordon never was for him."

"I started to notice it." Betsy reached for her hand, waiting to hear her. "My apartment was sold out but he doesn't let me help in any financial thing on the house. He feels that he's the only one who has to carry with the burdens…He's very proud of himself."

"He wants to be the family man." Betsy chuckled before continuing. "You need to show him you wear the pants too!"

"Ah God, but he's stubborn."

The other woman laughed again. "And don't do I know it? I've raised that man! Where is he anyway?"

"He left early in the morning. He said he'd be having a walk on the neighborhood."

"Good for him, probably went visiting the Uncles. You're ready to see more of his childhood memories?" Kensi just nodded and her mother-in-law had got up. "Oh, his photo album, he's going to be so mad at me!" Betsy then took a look back and frowned. "I could swear that his old tricycle was back there. Oh well…Let's go outside?" She invited, looking through the window to the cloudless sky and the shinny sun.

The two left and sat at the steps outside the house. Kensi was hearing the story behind every photo and she laughed along with his mother, who was reviving it all again. The photos only describe moments of Deeks life from his early months up to around his nine years, and almost all, only he, or he and his mother were on the picture. At least she had the chance to have photos with both her parents until she was a teenager.

"Look at this one." Betsy ripped it off the album so Kensi could see it closely. "Marty was two days old and that's Gordon…the original man by whom I fell in love. He was thrilled to be a father and then all changed." Kensi proved everything she told her. Deeks' father was holding him tightly, with a smile across the lips and the arm across Betsy's shoulder. Somehow with time, he distanced and worst, he got violent. She knew that no matter how many turns the world would take, Deeks would not be the kind of father his was to him.

"What are my two dear ladies doing?" Deeks said while closing the car door.

"Just seeing your baby photos." His mother answered, replying the kiss he had just left on her cheek, and sat next to Kensi after giving a kiss on the lips. "Don't worry, we've already seen the ones in which you were naked!" Betsy grinned seeing him blushing. "Are you done with your neighborhood visitations?"

"I came to take Kensi for lunch downtown. Show her our cozy little town."

"Our? My cozy little town! Your city is Los Angeles not San Francisco." Mother and son smiled to each other, but Betsy's smile faded, foreshadowing his awful answer. "How were Aunt Eloise and Uncle Jeremy?"

"I don't know. Aunt Eloise opened the door, welcomed me and then cried. Uncle Jeremy welcomed me as well and then grabbed my arms and said: Marty, you're the only one who can help us. I think it's something about Levi, I'm not sure." Levi is Deeks' cousin, eight years younger than him and the two had a close relationship. They were the closest thing to brothers they ever known.

"Yes, it is. Levi got into some bad stuff."

"What kind of bad stuff are we talking about?"

Betsy took a deep breath and then said. "Drugs. Your cousin Levi is addicted…and homeless."

"Why didn't anyone help him?"

"He doesn't want our help. That's why your Uncle told you that. Only you could make him change his mind and make him change course."

"Well, where is he? I need to speak with him."

"We think he is downtown…we don't know quite sure where. But instead of worrying about your brainless cousin, care about this lovely young lady who must be starving and tired of hearing me!"

Kensi smiled, denying what her mother-in-law had stated. "Oh no, I've been loving this morning!"

"You are somehow right." Deeks grabbed his girlfriend by hand, helping her getting up. "We'll grabbed something to eat, but I care about everyone of my family…I'll find Levi for sure."

"Just don't waste your time in what you may see worthless."

"I'll call Levi to the reason, don't worry." He put his arm around her shoulder and both said goodbye, leaving to the downtown where they'd be for the afternoon.

Deeks and Kensi were walking after having just got lunch, and she had surprise him once again by the amount of food she could ingest. They were walking and talking but he couldn't take his eyes of any person they passed by. Eventually he gave up. The afternoon was so sunny and the spring day was so perfect that he only focused on being with Kensi.

All of the sudden he loosed his hand from hers and ran, crossing the street without even looking. Kensi's heart almost got off her chest when a car hissed and his hands rested on its hood, but he didn't seemed worried at all. Instead, he just kept running and yelled to the other side. "Levi! Levi!" As no-one looked back at him, he yelled. "Chip!"

"Dale!" He yelled back. Kensi had crossed the street, calmly, unlike Deeks and she noticed his eyes sparkle. That was definitely his cousin. He was sat on the floor, in trashy and wrinkled dirty clothes, with a long, filthy and thick beard, same as the brown hair. He raised his look mostly at Deeks, now standing in front of him. "No-one ever called me that in years! But I should be the goofy, dim-witted Dale."

"There's still time to fix-"

"I'm broke, man, and hopeless." Levi stared at the floor again. "Take a walk and pretend you never saw me, Dee."

"Look what you become, Levi... I can help you out."

"It's too late now. I don't have the strengths… I've embarrassed everyone on the family."

"I'm not embarrassed." He said firmly, making his cousin look at him again. By this time Kensi was already taking a walk, leaving them both more alone. "I'm here to help you out."

"You feel humiliated."

Deeks didn't try to say another argument; he just sat down next to him. "Saw that pretty girl with me? My girlfriend, pregnant with my kid…You think you beat bottom rock in your life? I work, have a house, a woman I love and have a kid on the way, but I don't have money. The money I need to get them everything they deserve. No-one knows about it, and no-one ever will, because I'll invert the situation."

"You never been on rehab…That thing is painful and unbearable. I've been there a day, and I thought I'd die. That is hard-"

"Life is hard, Levi, put it in your head. You think that when I see the piles of bills to pay and the things I need to buy and that I sat down and think: Poor me, I don't have that much money as I needed? It's hard, but I work every day for them. They give me the breath and happiness to keep going. Now, you get up from here and you agree to go to rehab." Levi looked his cousin and his words sincerity and truthfulness, and sighed, lowering the head again. "Do it for me, for you, for Aunt Eloise and Uncle Jeremy. But mostly for you."

"You've been with them?" A tear seemed to have fallen Levi's face, but Deeks couldn't notice it.

"Yeah, I did. They told me to get you back, because they need you and they're worried…Now man up."

He took a deep breath and swallowed in dry, answering in a weak voice. "Let's do it."

Deeks got up in a jump and pulled his cousin from the ground. They both shared a heartfelt hug and then the oldest asked. "Who's the guy?"

"Why? You're going to kick his ass?"

"Something like that. Just tell me who he is."

"I know the chieftain guy that runs the whole thing…Blackbourne, Derryl Blackbourne. Pretty known in LA."

"When did you meet him?"

"Back when I lived in LA. When I moved to here, I get it from dealer that works for him. Now seriously, what are you going to do?"

"Nothing…Just had curiosity…"

Well, that's here the reference to the cartoons Chip 'n' Dale as a reminder of Deeks' childhood with his cousin. Oh, but remember Levi's story line and don't forget about the cartoons. Soon you'll be seeing it being mentioned and if you remember it, you'll understand it.

Now, I ask for your reviews...