I kept staring at Deeks, I was way too confused. What crush? What was Nell talking about? The last time we hung out was a last weekend. All we did was, go to a club and have a little girl bonding. I don't remember telling her about any crush; then again I was pretty wasted by the end of the night. I couldn't have said anything about a guy…could I? I quickly grabbed the phone from Deeks, and read the message.

'I told you so, I'm always right when it comes to relationships and men. Even I don't have any actual good experience. Lol you should listen to me more often. ;) xoxo'

The only thing I could do was stare at the phone try to understand the message.

"KENSI! Look at the damn road! You're gonna get everyone killed, and by everyone I mean me!"

I snapped out of it and put the phone in the cup holder and looked back out to the road. "Relax Deeks, I'm in excellent driver."

"Yeah and the sun rises in the west and sets in the east." He mumbled.

"I don't know what that's supposed to mean."

"Nothing, it's not important." He said "But you know what is? You and mystery man! So, who is it?"

I turned my head to look at my goofball of a partner. He had an eager smile and a curious expression in his eyes. But I couldn't help wonder if he was jealous or not. Not that there is a guy, I still haven't figured out what Nell was talking about.

I really don't know what's wrong with me, but I decided to have a little fun with it.

I flashed a bright smile at Deeks, "His name is Ross. I met him at a club Nell and I went too."

"Whoa wait, you and Nell went clubbing? Why wasn't I invited?"

"Because it was a Girl's Night, now do you wanna here about Ross or not?"

That's when I saw Deeks facial expression falter. Something I don't think I've ever seen happen, I went on describing this made up 'Ross' as I drove to Venice Beach. His soft blonde hair that layed perfectly on his head, his chocolate brown eyes and awesome personality and how he could make me laugh.

I looked back over smiling in his direction but his he wasn't looking at me, he was looking out the window. I don't understand him sometimes.

"Do you like him Kens?" he said with all seriousness shown in his voice.

Oh boy. "Uh, yeah, I do"

He coughed and said "Well, alright, I'm happy for you. So when do I get to meet the poor guy?"

"Yeah funny Deeks, I don't know actually, besides it may not last that long." I have to try to get out of this. What am I thinking? Maybe a couple days later I'll just say we broke up. Yeah that's what I'll do. I parked the car and got out with Deeks right behind me.

I walked up to the crime scene tape and saw a man in his mid 30's, with mousy brown hair and a belly the size of Canada.

I flashed my badge at the LAPD detective "Special Agent Kensi Blye, and this is-"

"Hey-a Marty!"

Well they certainly know each other.

"Hey Dave! How's life been treating ya buddy?"

"Oh just fine. Marge and I have been meaning to call but you know. Two kids make it hard to deal with everything."

"Oh it's quite all right, Dave meet Kensi. Kensi meet Dave."

I stepped forward and shook his hand "Pleasure to meet you."

"Why the pleasures all mine." Dave said as he winked at me.

Men. Even if they're married they don't quit the flirting. I smiled and said "So how long have you and your wife been married?"

He stopped smiling almost immediately and pulled his hand back; behind him Deeks was trying not to smile.

"6 years mam." He said looking down at the ground.

I smiled at him "Oh wow, you guys must really be good for each other." With that I headed out past the yellow tape surrounding the body.

"Alright, so what happened?" I said "Anything in particular?"

"Well, two shots to the back of the head, ligature marks on his wrists and bruising on his face, abdomen, and back, probably dumped here after he was killed."

I thought for a second looking at the body that lay sprawled on the pavement. Then I looked at Deeks "Sounds like an execution. He had information they were looking for."

"Ok, well the information he had most likely has to do with his special project he was working on. Let's hope Callen and Sam will learn something useful." I nodded at him and looked at the ground near the body while Deeks got all his personal effect that had remained on him. I noticed something black that could've been easily overlooked. I bent down and nudged the body a little to get it. I pulled the black piece of paper. It only looked like a piece of paper with ink covering it.

I got back up and felt a pair of eyes on me. I turned around and saw Deeks right behind me, "Ever heard of personal space Deeks? It's important to some people."

He crossed his arms and laughed. What's so funny about wanting some personal space? "Whatever, whatcha got there Fern?"

I narrowed my eyes and showed him the piece of paper I had found. He took it and looked over it once or twice then slipped into an evidence bag.

"Well?" I asked. The only response I got was a shrug. Some partner. I said good bye to Dave and headed toward the car. When I got there, I realized Deeks wasn't behind me. I looked around for Goldilocks, until I spotted him saying bye to Dave. They looked like they were having in intense conversation. I leaned against the car hood and waited for him.

My thoughts returned to Nell's text. I haven't really had time to think about it. We went clubbing a couple nights ago. I remember waiting for our drinks and Nell started talking about guys in the club who were -as she put it- eligible for capturing. That day Deeks and I had a small fight and I remember being mad about it and talking to Nell about it, but by then our drinks had arrived and by then I'd already had a few from before. The rest was kinda hazy. I concentrated on what had happened and what Nell had said.

"You know when you think deeply, you have this face that makes you look like you're constipated or ate something disgusting and you wanna throw up." I snapped my head up and saw Deeks looking at me with a smug smile on his face.

I smirked and said "That's what your face looks like every day. This-circling my face- is pure sexiness."

He chuckled, while I added "You gotta admit, you set yourself up for that one."

"Alright, I did. But what exactly were you using your 'sexy' face for? He put his stupid air quotes around sexy. Pfft, he wouldn't know sexy if it hit him in the face.

I punched his arm.

After his wincing and whining about being sensitive he asked me what I was thinking about again. I had to make up a lie; I had remembered what it was before I was so rudely interrupted.

"I was thinking about the case. What was so important about the project?"

This time he squinted his eyes and looked at me with skepticism. I maintained my poker face though.

"Right." He drew out the word as if it was obvious I was lying. I'm paid to lie. He can't possibly know I lied. Could he?

I rolled my eyes "So what were you and Dave talking about?"

"Oh, nothing really, you know just-guy stuff." I definitely know he's the one lying.

"Mhmm, sure. This wouldn't have anything to do with Captain Silverman?"

"Kensi, I told you. She's so not my type."

"Oh that's right, she's in the military."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing! But everyone knows you're a little, uh, sensitive."

"Hey! Just because I take good care of my skin and get chapped lips easily doesn't mean I can't date a military woman."

"Yeah? That's what you're gonna say? Alright, fine. Just know that most women prefer strong, solid men."

"Solid? I can be solid."

"Really Deeks? You?"

"Yeah! I can do anything."

"Who are you, Kim Possible?"

"I'll have you know Kim Possible could kick some ass. Kinda like you I guess."

"You're comparing me with a cartoon?"

"A cool cartoon!"

"Only you would watch Disney Channel."

"Wait, you were the one who started the Kim Possible thing."

"Yeah, so?"

"You watch Disney Channel don't you?"

"No I don't, I was watching my neighbors' kid and she likes the show so she was watching it on the computer."

"Uh huh, sure. Next thing we know, Bad-Ass Blye starts watching Spongebob and Power Puff Girls."

I just rolled my eyes, "Whatever Deeks, let's head back to Ops. Nell probably has something for us."

And I really need to talk to Nell, what I had remembered wouldn't be good for anyone.

Hey Guys! Another chapter is here. I know I'm dragging it out but I promise it'll be good!

Thanks for putting up with it. I hope everyone likes it. By the way I do not own any companies, characters, or names of important figures for those companies.