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Chapter 15

Nell.

"Hey, Nell." Kensi says as she walks up to me.

"Hey Kenz." I say back, as she takes a seat opposite to mine.

"Would you like some coffee, ladies?" The extremely cute waiter asked.

"Black coffee, two sugars." Kensi ordered confidently, as if she didn't notice the man's exceedingly good looks.

"Tea for me, please." I ask politely.

He nods and walks away.

"He was cute, wasn't he?" I admit.

Kensi just looks at me with a shocked look.

"What? I'm in a relationship, not dead." I laugh, and she giggles too.

"So, what's up, Nell?"

"Nothing." I shrug.

"Nell, come on. The last time you asked me to meet you here for coffee, it was in the aftermath of Eric's 'frelting' and you were about to break down in tears in front of the whole café. So spill."

"It's nothing."

"You wouldn't have asked me here if it was nothing."

I give her a guilty look. "Okay, it's just that, well, Eric asked me to move in with him, and I don't know if that's what I want. I love him and all, but I fear this is moving too fast. We've only been dating for seven months. Although, it would be more cost-efficient, and I practically live at his place, anyways, and his place is bigger than mine, and it's right on the beach, and-" I stop, realising I've said that all in one breath.

"Nell, slow down. Take a breath." Kensi laughs.

I sigh, feeling the coffee-smelling air rush into my lungs.

"But what should I do, Kenz?"

"Nell, if I was you, I would ask myself this. Do I love him?"

"I do. I love him. More than anyone or anything." I admit, as our drinks arrive, brought by a different waiter.

"Then my choice would be made." Kensi says.

I nod, sipping my tea. My eyes focus on a napkin, where, written in permanent marker, was a note.

Dear black coffee, two sugars.

555-0123.

Call me sometime.

-The Waiter.

"Kenz, look." I instructed, pushing the napkin-note over to her.

As she reads it, a smile stretches across her face.

"Looks like you have an admirer." I say, my gaze floating across the room to the waiter.

"Looks like I do." She says, pushing the note away.

"You gonna call him?" I ask.

"Maybe."

"You should, Kenz. Look at him. He's an Adonis."

She looks over at him, and her expression stays the same.

"He's not that great." She claims.

"Kenz, come on. If I wasn't with Eric I would eat him up." I pause, realising something.

"But I'm with Eric, so I wouldn't. And if you won't..." I trail off. "Kensi Marie Blye, are you perhaps dating someone?" I ask.

That gets her attention. Her head snaps to the side, so her eyes meet my questioning gaze.

She scoffs. "No! I don't 'date'."

"You'd think that a federal agent would be a better liar." I note.

"I'm not lying."

"Yes, you are. Who's the lucky guy?" I ask.

She gives in. "Okay, so there is a guy, but I'm not telling you his name until we figure out if it's going anywhere."

"I knew it!" I exclaim. "Where'd you meet? What does he work as? Do I know him?" I babble like a teenage girl.

"I'm not telling you anything."

"But Whyyyyy?" I complain.

"Cos we agreed not to tell anyone."

"So I do know him!" I guess.

"I never said that." Kensi says, scolding me.

"You never didn't say that."

"You know what? I'll tell you. On one condition."

"And that is?" I ask exitedly.

"You can't tell anyone. Not even Eric, until I have a chance to tell them."

"Okay. I pinky-swear not to tell anyone." I say, holding up my right pinkie.

"Okay." She paused, and sighed. "It's Deeks."

"DEEKS?!" I scream. "I KNEW IT!"

"Nell, shut up or the whole city will hear."

"Omigosh! Sorry, but this is so exciting! You and Deeks, and me and Eric." My smile has extended to cover half my face. "How long have you two been dating?"

"Umm...well, let's see." She acted like she was doing math in her head, and said, "Well, officially, an hour and fifteen minutes."

I don't say anything. I just look at her. "Well, how long unofficially?" I ask.

"Umm, about 12 hours..." She trails off.

"So this happened last night? After the ball? I swear to God, half the people in that room got laid last night." I say.

"You included?" Kensi asks with a knowing look.

"Myself included." I can't help but smile at the thought of last night.

"Not me." A familiar voice sounds from behind us.

"A.J.! Hi!" I exclaim, still reeling from how happy I am for Kensi and Deeks.

"Hey Nell, Kensi." She sits down beside us and puts a paper cup in the table. "How did you two get on to that topic?"

"Oh, you know, just blathering on about the ball." Kensi says, exchanging a look with me that says; mention Marty Deeks, and you'll suffer the concequences.

"What do you mean you never went home with anyone?" I ask. "I saw half the sailors in the room slip you their numbers."

"I had something else on my mind." A.J. says.

"Something? Or someone?" Kensi questions.

A.J gave a laugh. "Nothing you need to know about."

"Oh, come on, A.J. There must have been someone else on your mind, for you not to go home with one of those sailors."

She gave another laugh. "It's nothing, Kenz."

Kensi looked taken aback. It was the first time A.J. had called her Kenz. Kensi smiled.

"You know what?" I say. "I bet it's that Agent Dinozzo. He did display an interest in her." I learned enough interrogation techniques to know to go right to the source.

"It's certainly not Agent Dinozzo." A.J says.

"Then she must have a boyfriend outside of NCIS, don't you think, Nell?" Kensi asks me.

I laugh. "A.J. We're not trying to interrogate you. We're your friends. You can tell us anything."

Now it was A.J who looked taken aback. "Friends?"

"Yeah. We're friends, right?"

She nodded. "Okay, I'll tell you. I don't have a boyfriend outside of work, I just have a petty little crush. It's nothing, really."

"A crush? Do tell, Ms. Connors." Kensi says all Hetty-like.

"That's all you need to know, for know."

"Okay."

"So, what about you Kensi? Got someone special around?"

Kensi looked at me with a weird look.

"Maybe." Kensi says.

"If you don't want to tell me, that's fine." A.J says.

"Thanks, A.J."

"So what are you doing at this coffee shop?" A.J asks.

"This is our usual coffee spot." I answer.

"Really? This is my regular coffee spot, I live two blocks down the street."

Kensi looked surprised, as at the moment, they were in Venice.

"You look surprised, Kensi." A.J observed.

"I'm sorry, I never thought that you would live so close to the ocean."

"I'm a swimmer. Have been since I was a kid. I like the ocean, it's so peaceful. Helps me to sleep."

I can't help but wonder why she wouldn't be able to sleep.

As she finished off her drink, she says, "Sorry, guys, gotta run. I'll see you two Monday." She waved as she left.

"Who do you think she has a crush on?" Kensi asks.

"It's probably someone we know, or she would have told us." I say.

"At work? It has to be." Kensi pauses to think. "So, who?"

"My money's on Nate. They're quite alike, educated, challenging." I say.

"Nah, I think its Callen. Have you seen the way she looks at him? The way he smiles when she smiles? Last night, Callen couldn't take his eyes off her. I think they've got it bad for each other." Kensi speculates.

"Well, we'll just have to wait and see then, don't we?" I ask.

"I guess we do."