We stayed at the country club for about another hour, but it seemed that Polina and Brett just couldn't wait for us to join them in a good game of CC. So we all left. Due to the fact that neither Deeks, nor myself, knew how to get to Polina and Brett's house, we decided to go in separate cars. Brett insisted on going with me, but Deeks quickly declined, saying how he'd love to know how to do that knife trick, Brett displayed for them on the night they had dinner together. Brett wouldn't pass up an opportunity to talk about himself, as Deeks seemed to have known he wouldn't, so we agreed that Deeks and Brett would drive our car, and Polina and I would go in theirs.
"I'm so glad we are all reunited, you two were the only ones Brett and I talk to." Polina said as she backed up from her parking space in their blue Jaguar.
"Oh really?" I said absent minded. I really wanted to talk to Deeks about what happened on the phone.
"Mhm, but now there is a girl who just moved in a few doors down. Brett has only talked to her a few times, and I have yet to meet her. She seems nice though."
"Oh wow, hey can we turn the radio up, I just love this song!" I asked her. To be honest, I wasn't really in the mood for talking. I just couldn't get the conversation between Deeks and Hetty out of my head. I mean, I'm assuming it was Hetty he talked to. Was there a case involved? Well I'll have to wait an hour and a bit, until I can get Deeks alone.
Deeks came around my side of the door, and opened it up for me. I nodded and mumbled a small thank you.
"Awe, look at them Brett, I just can't get over how cute they are!" I heard Polina gush to her husband.
We were back at their house, and somehow, Brett and Deeks had still beat us, even though we left before them. We walked inside, and sat down on their dining room table, as Brett and Polina went to grab the stuff for CC.
"So, what was that phone call about, Deeks." I quickly asked, whispering.
"Hetty called." He said simply, as if it was the answer to all of the world's questions.
"Yes, and?" I pressed.
"She knew we met up with Brett and Polina, and it just so happened, a case reopened, and we need to stay with them."
"Wait, what? How did she know that..?"
"She's Hetty Kens, she knows everything." He chuckled slightly. I was still confused.
"Wait so, we needed to stay with them because…?"
"Brett has been involved with an illegal agency, and so we need to remain in cover, as Justin and Melissa, until tomorrow, when Hetty and the team calls to let us know what more is going on."
"So once again.."
"You and I are remarried? Yes." He grinned at me.
"But we don't have our wedding rings." I looked up at him, and his eyebrows furrowed.
"Hm, well not all married couples wear their wedding rings."
"Yes, but we were supposed to be newly weds Deeks."
"Justin. We're in cover Melissa, we need to use our names." He scooted his seat closer to mine.
"But Deeks is a nickname, isn't it?" I smirked at him, recalling his excuse, when I broke our cover after our last *shiver* encounter.
"Oh well, we'll." But he stopped talking, because Polina had come through the door.
"Which do you prefer?" She asked, holding up two bottles. We both pointed to different ones, and mentally kicked ourselves.
"Both is better, you're right. Brett? Brett are you almost ready?" She called, while rushing out the room.
"You two can do in the living room, if you wish." Brett came around the corner and told us.
(Deeks's POV)
"So, how does this work exactly?" I asked, eyeing Kensi, formt he corner of my eye.
"Okay, so we all start off with a glass of champagne, and I'm sure you know how to play charades, we play in teams, you and Melissa, myself and Polina, for every answer you get correct in the given time, you drink your glass of champagne, but for every answer you get wrong, you take a shot."
"So, whoever gets drunk first loses?" I smirked slightly, I am so going to enjoy this game.
"Well, whatever way you think of it." Polina laughed, her small chest bouncing, with every chuckle.
I saw Kensi go slightly rigid, as Polina flirted with me. I'll call her out on it later, she'll kill me, but it's worth seeing a tinge of red upon her sweet cheeks.
"Who wants to go first?" I asked.
"We'll let you go, since you are our guests." Brett smiled at Kensi.
"Great, alright, Justin, pick a card." Kensi pushed the pile towards me.
I picked up a card, facial hair. Easy enough. I put my finger under my lip.
"Moustache!"
I shook my head, I traced an outline of my scruff.
"Hair?" Kensi looked at me funny, I smiled, and moved my hands in a motion that said close, but a little more.
"Facial hair!" She exclaimed happily.
"Boo ya!" I high fived her, and we shared a glass of champagne. Kensi of course, pretty much chugged it. Wow, I sure can pick them.
Brett went next, he made the weirdest actions, but Polina still guessed Lawn Mower correctly. I don't know how, and I could see that Kensi was confused too. Oh well, we were still going to beat them.
Kensi went next and put her hands in her hair, making to piggy tails. She pursed her lips like a fish.
"Fish?" I guessed.
She looked at me as if I was the dumbest person in the world.
She made her eyes big, and crossed her legs, well as best as she could in her skin tight dress.
"Doll?" She nodded her head, but I guess that wasn't the first answer.
"Rag doll!" She shook her head.
"Baby's doll!" She rolled her eyes and shook her head.
The timer went off, and Kensi blurted out.
"Porcelain doll! Hello?" Both Brett and Polina looked at her oddly.
"Sorry, Melissa gets very competitive." I gave Kensi a hard look. She seemed to have forgotten that Melissa is a very sweet girl, who loves her husband to bits.
"Sorry." She giggled, but still pouted slightly. It was cute.
Brett passed us each a shot glass full of vodka, and we downed it within milliseconds.
It was Polina's turn to do an action, and like us, they didn't get it either. Polina laughed it off though and took her shot without sadness. We played this for about an hour, and we only lost maybe four times during that time, which was nice. I was starting to feel a little hazy because, of course, we still had to have that glass of champagne after every win. Kensi was starting to get more giggly by the second. She really shouldn't have kept chugging our champagne. We decided after a few more rounds, that the final game would be played. They explained to us that we had to bid how many shots we had to take, if we got it correct. Kensi and I picked 3, and Brett and Polina picked 6. Thank goodness Kensi and I won, so we didn't have to take 6. I really didn't feel like throwing up. I hate the feeling of being drunk. It's mostly because of my Father, but also because my best girl friend when I was young, was in an abusive relationship.
We attempted to tidy up the living room, but Polina was falling over everywhere, so we didn't get very far in the clean up.
"You, you know what we should do?" She came and hung onto my arm.
"We, we should go swimming! That would be so much fun! C'mon Melissa, we'll go get our bathing suits on. Brett, lend Justin here one of yours please." She grabbed Kensi's hand and they both skipped to the stairs, and ran up on all fours. Classy.
A/N Thank you for all of the reviews! I'm SO happy you like it! I'm updating it fast, because I don't know when I'll have time to write the next chapter for like another week. Please keep reviewing, I love all of the feedback, You're all wonderful.
-Lisi xx