I don't own NCIS Los Angeles! My native language is Dutch and I'm dyslectic so sorry for any mistakes. Thank you for the reviews, alerts and favorites!

Hi...remember me...the one who was writing this story...and supposed to update regularly? I realize it has been a long time since I update, and I apologize for that!

Real life got in the way...that is how it usually goes right...Well here is another chapter, after way too long. I hope you all remember what happened in the chapters before and that you can enjoy this chapter!

Chapter 28

'You know...it doesn't really feel right...' Narah said as she walked around in the empty room. She turned to Kensi, who nodded in agreement. Narah looked into the kitchen and sighed.

'If you do not like the house, we can move on to the next one,' the realtor said, trying to keep smiling politely. 'I have several other houses we can view and I'm sure you will love one of those houses. Can you give me an indication why this particular house doesn't feel right?' Narah shrugged but Kensi sighed.

'My boyfriend is currently not available,' Keni started to explain, 'and we are looking for a place for the three of us. It's rather difficult to find that without him.' The realtor nodded understanding.

'You know, maybe we should call it a day,' she said. 'We can look at other houses tomorrow or later this week...or when your boyfriend returns. Not all the houses on my list will be sold in one week. We can take our time.' Kensi nodded and Narah smiled, grabbing her jacket. She and Kensi hurried out of the house, leaving the realtor alone.

'Well, this is going well,' Narah sighed and she glanced out of the car window. Kensi started the car and drove off. The car rides had become silent since Deeks went undercover two weeks and three days ago. And nine hours and about thirty-three minutes, to be more precise. They both missed him more than they had expected. Plus living in his apartment without him was strange.

'We still have time,' Kensi said. Unfortunately they did, Narah thought. There still wasn't a word from or about Deeks. It was silent on all fronts.

Monty was lying on the floor, close to the front door and the dog looked sad. Kensi watched him for awhile, feeling sorry for the dog. She turned her head and saw Narah sitting at the table, trying to do some homework but was mostly staring at the opposite wall. She sighed. They couldn't go on like this. Deeks could be undercover for months. They can stay like this for such a long time. They needed to figure out how to go on.

'Okay, I'm going to make a call,' she announced and Narah looked up.

'Are you going to call Hetty?' she asked hopefully and Kensi nodded, smiling. She grabbed her phone and called the familiar number. Waiting for Hetty to answer the phone, she noticed the time and winced. It was already kind of late.

'Miss Blye,' Hetty answered the phone, 'you know I can't bring you into contact with Mister Deeks.' Kensi smiled. Hetty always knew them too well.

'I know...but would it be possible to tell us how he is doing? I know you have an eye out for him.'

'He is doing fine, Miss Blye. Cover is still intact and he is slowly getting closer to the top of the gang. He is making progress, as the good undercover cop he is.' Kensi took a relieved breath and she nodded at Narah, who began to smile.

'Thank you, Hetty.'

'No trouble at all. I expected you to call sooner for information on Mister Deeks. How is Narah holding up?'

'She is doing okay, like all of us. Thanks for asking.'

'Of course, Miss Blye.' As Kensi hung up, Narah looked up hopefully and Kensi smiled.

'He is safe,' she answered the teenager's unspoken question. 'His cover is still intact...and he has Hetty behind him.'

'Come on, Narah!' Ming sighed frustrated. 'What is wrong with you? Where did your smile and your thoughts go? You didn't even touch any of the cookies.' She shoved the plate with cookies more towards Narah. Narah took a cookie and took a bite, just to please Ming.

'I'm fine,' she answered and Emily put her arm around her.

'Everyone has a bad day once in awhile without a reason,' Emily said and she hugged Narah. 'I have those days every month.'

'Emily!' Ivan shouted in disgust and Emily and Ming started to laugh. 'That is definitely information I do not need to know! Let's keep the girl stuff far far away from me!' Even Narah managed to laugh and she hugged Ivan.

'Thank you,' she whispered at him and he simply smiled. Emily jumped up from her bed and stood in front of the others.

'So what are we going to do?' she asked enthusiastically. 'I mean, staying in my room is awesome and all...but we are fifteen! There must be something more excited to do. What about a day at the mall?'

'You and your mall,' Narah said. 'Are you married to it or something?'

'I'm a girl,' Emily replied, like that explained it all.

'So are me and Narah,' Ming said. 'And we're not married to the mall...so something else to do?'

'We could shoot some hoops in the gym,' Ivan suggested. 'Like old times. I can call Tiny and Tasha. They're probably bored as well.' Narah nodded. It would be good to see all of her friends again, playing some basketball.

'Hey, how has your day been?' Kensi asked when Narah walked into the apartment, looking tired but happy. She dumped her backpack on the floor and kicked off her shoes. When Kensi raised her eyebrows, she placed her shoes neatly next to each other and went to put her bag in her room. She sat down at the table as Kensi put their dinner on the table.

'It was great,' Narah said before taking a big bite of her steak. 'Thank you for letting me spend this Saturday with my friends. We played basketball in the old gym...'

'Isn't the gym closed these days?' Kensi asked. 'Since the shooting?' Narah smiled nervously and concentrated on her food. Kensi sighed. 'Narah, you broke into the gym to play basketball? You know you would get in a lot of trouble when you get caught!' Narah shrugged.

'We were just playing basketball and hanging out,' she said. 'We didn't do anything wrong or destroy anything. Anyways...my day was great. Did you enjoy your Saturday off?' Kensi sighed and took a sip from her beer.

'I spent my time cleaning,' she said and Narah began to laugh.

'You cleaned?' she asked and Kensi nodded. 'Deeks always said you couldn't clean to save your life.' Kensi laughed.

'He never said that.'

'But he thought it...' Both started to laugh and continued their dinner.

Kensi blinked a few times, trying to figure out what had woken her up. Then she heard the music again, coming from the living room and she walked out of the bedroom. There she saw Narah, still in her pajamas, jumping on the couch, singing along with the song that was playing loudly.

'We will, we will rock you!' she sang, fully committing to the song and definitely not noticing Kensi watching her. 'We will, we will rock you! Buddy you're a young man...' Narah stopped singing and jumping when she finally noticed Kensi. Embarrassed she got off the couch. The song kept playing and Kensi and Narah just looked at each other.

'Enjoying yourself?' Kensi asked smiling and Narah laughed embarrassed.

'Deeks and I used to listen to music in the morning,' she explained and she turned the volume down. 'After he came back from surfing...'

'But you're never up this early?' Kensi said confused and then she looked on the clock. Twelve o'clock. 'Oh...it's not that early.' Narah smiled and Kensi sat down on the couch.

'How did I not know about this ritual?' she asked the teenager.

'We listened through the headset,' Narah answered. 'Deeks said you would kill him if we woke you up too early...and having a dead foster parent will make it hard to get adopted...' As soon as Narah realized what she said, she fell silent and averted her eyes. Kensi pulled her into a hug, kissing the top of her head.

'He will be fine,' she assured her. 'Don't worry about it, okay?' Narah nodded and Kensi took a deep breath. 'Now turn the music back up. This is a really good song.'

Just when Kensi folded the last towel and handed it to Narah to put in the closet, the doorbell rang. Kensi glanced at Narah, who shrugged. They weren't expecting anyone to come by this Sunday. When Kensi opened the door, she gasped. Miss Rooney was standing in front of her with a big smile on her face.

'Good afternoon,' she greeted and Kensi did the same.

'Come inside,' she said and Miss Rooney walked inside, scanning the room immediately. 'Can I offer you something to drink?'

'A cup of tea would be nice,' Miss Rooney answered.

'Hey, Kensi, who was in front of the...?' Narah asked, walking back into the living room and she stopped when she saw her caseworker. 'Oh...'m

'Hello, Narah nice to see you again,' Miss Rooney greeted smiled and Narah nodded smiling at her. Kensi pulled Narah into the kitchen, starting on the tea, and watching Miss Rooney sitting down on the couch.

'What is that woman doing here?' Narah asked confused. Kensi turned to the fridge, looking for the one letter. She quickly read it over.

'I might have got the dates mixed up for the house visit,' she told Narah. 'I could swear it was next week! So...'

'So...' Narah agreed. 'Well, you cleaned the house yesterday...we finished folding the laundry...and I will clean my room right away, while you stall her...' Kensi nodded and Narah ran off to her bedroom.

'Well this is Deeks' apartment,' Kensi said as she showed Miss Rooney the place. 'He is away for work right now...but...umm...well we're trying to find a new place to live in...a place for the three of us, together.' Miss Rooney nodded interested and she wrote something down in her papers. Narah came hurried out of her bedroom with a garbage bag.

'Just finished cleaning my room,' she smiled at Miss Rooney and she looked at Kensi. 'Like you expect me to do every Sunday.' Miss Rooney glanced at Kensi, who nodded. Behind Miss Rooney's back, both Kensi and Narah took a relieved breath. Then Monty came walking out of the room as well. Miss Rooney pointed at him with her pen.

'He is allowed in the bedrooms?' she asked.

'Umm...yes...' Kensi answered, unsure whether it was the right answer. 'But he is not allowed on the bed...'

'Ah, I see,' Miss Rooney noted and again she wrote something down. 'He is a trained dog?' Kensi and Narah both nodded at once.

'A retired police dog,' Kensi answered. 'It's actually Deeks' dog. Very well trained.' Narah whistled and Monty followed her outside. Kensi opened the door to the bathroom. 'And well...yeah...this is the bathroom...a little small...but as I said...we're looking for a new place.'

'And how is that going?' Miss Rooney asked and Kensi tried to sigh out of the caseworker's sight.

'It's going...' she answered. 'Deeks not being here makes it a little troublesome...but we're looking at houses...tomorrow after school we have an appointment to look at some more houses.' Miss Rooney nodded and Kensi tried to look over the woman's shoulder as she once again wrote something down. But to Kensi's annoyance, the woman seemed to be trained and Kensi couldn't see a thing.

'Okay, Miss Blye, I have seen enough,' Miss Rooney told her while she turned around and Kensi followed her to the front door.

'Was it okay?' Kensi wondered. 'Did we pass the...house inspection?' Miss Rooney smiled at her.

'Goodbye, Miss Blye,' she said. 'We will be in touch.' Kensi wanted to repeat her question but Miss Rooney seemed to be eager to leave so Kensi opened the door for her. Only seconds after Miss Rooney left, Narah came rushing in, followed by Monty.

'So, was it good?' Narah immediately wanted to know.

'She smiled and said goodbye...' Kensi answered.

'Ah...' Narah replied nodding. 'What does that mean?' Kensi looked at Miss Rooney's car driving away and she shrugged.

'So the house has three rather large rooms,' the realtor said as they walked onto the driveway of the fifth house to view. 'It has a large living room with kitchen. It's a very light house.' She stuck the key in the lock and turned to Kensi and Narah. 'Are you ready to see it?'

'Yes, show us the place,' Kensi said and the realtor opened the door. They walked into the living room which was indeed very light and large. It looked out on the big green garden and Narah started to smile when she noticed the pool. Kensi put her arm around Narah's shoulder, smiling as well. A smile even appeared on the realtor's face, relieved she finally found a place they seemed to like.

'Let's see the kitchen,' the realtor said. 'It has just been replaced so it's all new equipment like the microwave and the stove.' Kensi simply nodded. It was not like they actually cooked very often in the apartment…but maybe with this house they would cook more. It was a big kitchen and great, just like the living room. It was a great start for the house, but there still was upstairs to view. The realtor let them upstairs and there it was light as well. The entire house just bathed in light.

'All has been renovated about three years ago,' the realtor told them. 'The owners were really branded on having the best of the best with this house. They improved the entire house in the last three years…the two bedrooms are sixteen square meters and the largest bedroom is about twenty square meters. This is one of the sixteen square…' She opened a door and Kensi and Narah stepped inside. Narah stepped to the window and looked outside. Kensi joined her.

'Think you can live here?' she asked the teenager, who slowly nodded with a little smile on her face. Kensi pulled her closer.

Monday morning Kensi hurried up the stairs in the Ops center.

'Nell, I need your help,' she told the female tech, who glanced curiously at her.

'With what?' Nell asked. Kensi gave Nell a folder about the house and she patiently waited while Nell read through it. As she finished, Nell looked up at her.

'What do you want me to do?' Nell asked.

'I need to speak to Deeks,' Kensi answered and Nell looked conflicted. 'I know you're in contact with him, Nell. Hetty keeps an eye on him and you are that eye…so please, help me to get into contact…the house is perfect; he will love it as well. But I cannot put an offer on it, unless I know Deeks agrees.' Nell took a deep breath.

'Kensi, you know he is undercover and you can't contact him,' she started to argue and Kensi sighed irritated.

'Just…'

'But, I can contact him for you,' Nell finished, not giving Kensi a chance to protest, and Kensi started to smile.

'Thank you, Nell,' she said. 'I owe you one…tell him we miss him.'

'I always do,' Nell smiled.

TBC