NCIS: LOS ANGELES
GET OUT OF MY HEAD, DEEKS!
DISCLAIMER:
NCIS: Los Angeles & characters from the show do not belong to me.
RATING: M
This is my first M rated story. I will try not to put too much detail into the M rated parts.
SUMMARY:
Kensi for the past few nights has been dreaming of...Marty Deeks. She had been waking up and having trouble going back to sleep...Everyone is beginning to notice!
CHAPTER 16: THE UNEASY FEELING...
KENSI'S P.O.V.
DECEMBER 13h...
A few hours ago I had to watch as Marty, Sam and Callen went to chase a lead in the field.
For some reason since I got up this morning I was wishing now more than ever that I was out in the field to watch Marty's back...because I had an uneasy feeling about something all day.
DEEKS P.O.V.
I ran after the suspect and just when I had almost caught up with him, when he took me by surprise and spun to face me. I saw a flash and then I was on the ground...
It hurt to breath, now all I could think of was Kensi and our kids that we had on the way.
'What if died and never saw Kensi again or met our kids?'
Then I saw someone beside me, but it was impossible because she wasn't supposed to be in the field with us.
"K-Kens," I gasp trying to breathe. "Hold on Deeks! Eric where is the ambulance?" It was Callen's voice, when I closed my eyes and opened them again...it was Callen kneeling beside me.
It was getting harder to breathe...
"Take him back to the Boatshed!" Callen ordered to someone. "Stay with us Deeks! Think of Kensi and the kids!" Sam ordered me, but his voice sounded so far away and everything was beginning to fade.
Then I heard Callen's voice, but it sounded further away.
"Stay..."
KENSI'S P.O.V.
I looked up from my desk to see Hetty coming toward me...she had a look on her face that I had seen before, the time when she told me Marty had been shot because Vakar was trying to locate his wife and son.
"Ms. Blye I just received a call..." Hetty began and I could feel the dread growing inside me.
I knew without her telling me that Marty had been hurt. "W-what happened?" I asked already getting up and grabbing my coat.
Hetty explained what had happened as we walked out the door and she drove us to the hospital. When we reached the hospital Callen was waiting for us outside, and then the three of us made our way to the surgical waiting room.
THE SURGICAL WAITING ROOM...
"Have you heard anything yet?" I asked feeling the tears and trying to will myself not to cry. "Nothing yet, but they just took him into surgery not that long ago." Sam told me.
"What happened?" I asked repeating the same question I had already asked Hetty.
"We were chasing a suspect; he turned around and shot Deeks before anyone could do anything." Callen explained as I sat down in the nearest empty chair.
Then I couldn't hold back the tears any longer and started to cry.
I was scared right now that I would lose Marty. Scared of losing everything we have now and have had since the day we met...
Him making me smile and laugh...
His nicknames for me...
Everything had been going so well lately and now...
"He'll be okay Kensi. He has you and the kids to come back to." Callen said as he sat down beside me.
"I thought you two were supposed to be watching his back since I can't right now." I said in anger at Callen and Sam.
I know it wasn't their fault and they would have stopped Marty from getting shot if they could have, but that didn't stop me from saying what I did.
I was angry and needed to blame someone who had been there...though I should have been blaming the guy who shot Marty.
"Kensi we were there and you know what it's like out in the..." Callen began.
"I know if I would have been out there in the field with Marty I would have been watching Marty's back." I said and getting up I left the surgical waiting room.
THE HOSPITAL CHAPEL...
I had wondered the hospital hallways not really sure where I was going but I was soon surprised when I found myself walking into the hospital chapel.
I took a seat in the back and finally I just let myself cry. I hated crying like this, because I had already cried so much today.
I knew a part of it was the hormones and the other part was the fear of losing Marty.
'What if he died and abandoned me now? What if I lost him as I had lost my father?'
I couldn't stand the thought of losing him and had to believe that he would be okay. I don't know how long I had been sitting there and just thinking when I felt a hand on my shoulder.
I looked up to see Callen and Sam, I knew they had news about Marty and I hoped it was good news.
"We've been looking for you...Deeks is out of surgery." Callen told me. "I-is he okay?" I asked fearing the answer.