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Chapter 32

A touch on her hand woke Kensi up and her eyes immediately went to Deeks, who was actually smiling at her. She smiled back and kissed him carefully. As she pulled back, she glanced at Narah, who was sleeping in the other chair.

'How are you feeling?' she asked him.

'I'm okay,' Deeks answered and he winced as he tried to push himself up a little. 'Just bruised and sore…nothing I can't manage. How are you two?' Kensi sighed and she watched Narah. Deeks followed her gaze. 'What happened to her?'

'She fainted when she saw you,' Kensi answered. 'But the doctor said she was okay…that it was probably the shock of seeing you...like this...' His thumb was gently stroking the back of her hand. She had missed his touch.

'I'm glad to be back with you two,' he said to her and she smiled at him. 'I have missed you girls so much.'

'We missed you too,' Kensi said to him. 'It has been a couple of long weeks.'

'Sure been,' he said. 'It has been lonely as well.' A little smirk appeared on his face and Kensi rolled with her eyes. At least it meant he was indeed doing okay. 'Now tell me all about your meeting with Miss Rooney. I want to hear every detail. Are we doing any good in the parent department?'

'I think we're doing okay,' Kensi answered him. 'She asked about how we have been experiencing taking care of Narah, about our daily routine and of course about work...but I think it went okay. She smiled.'

'She did?' Narah asked behind them and both turned around. The girl looked sleepy but happy. Deeks reached for her and she stepped closer. He pulled her into a hug and gave her a kiss on her cheek.

'I missed dancing with you,' he whispered and he felt Narah nod into his shoulder. She let him go and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at him. Deeks smiled at her. 'These lovely colors will fade away...doesn't even really hurt...Don't worry about it.'

When Kensi walked back into Deeks' room, he was sitting upright, enjoying his provided hospital meal. When he saw her, he threw his Jell-O at her. Kensi shook her head laughing but eagerly started eating. She had just dropped Narah of at school, after promising her that Julia would take her to Deeks after school and that Kensi would text an update every two hours.

'Deeks, we need to talk about Narah,' Kensi said when she put the empty container away. 'We haven't been exactly handling it well...I think...we handled her situation and all she went through like we would handle it...and clearly not talking about it is not the way for her.' Deeks nodded.

'So we should talk more with her,' Deeks said. 'About all that happened.' Kensi looked down at her hands.

'I think we're not fit for that,' she told him. 'Not anymore...she might need real help...professional help...Doctor Jacobs discussed it with me...'

'You think so?' he asked and Kensi slowly nodded.

'Deeks, we do not talk about our feelings,' she said to him. 'We keep everything inside...we have always been like that. Talking is definitely not our strong fort...and I really think Narah needs someone she really can speak too...also about us.'

'Narah does like to be the tough kid in front of us,' he agreed. 'She was ashamed for fainting. I could see that when I ask her about it. So we should ask her if she would want to speak to someone...'

'Maybe we just have to bring her someday,' Kensi said. 'I mean, if we ask she will probably say no, even if she actually wants it.'

'Maybe we should ask Miss Rooney about it,' Deeks suggested. 'She has been Narah's caseworker for a long time now. Narah doesn't like her but she does know Narah.' Kensi nodded.

'I will call her this afternoon,' she said. 'At what time will you be allowed to leave the hospital?'

'Probably this afternoon,' Deeks answered and Kensi smiled. 'I will finally come home again. No more lonely nights.' Kensi playfully punched him into his arm.

Narah was looking impatiently at the clock in front of the class. Watching closely how the time was passing by. She had no clue what the teacher was talking about. It should be about Science because this was her Science class, but Narah could not concentrate on anything else than the clock. Soon she would be able to come home and if everything went well - and she knew it was going well by Kensi's two-hourly-updates - Deeks would finally be home again.

'Stop smiling,' Ivan whispered at her, pulling her from her thought. 'You're making Mister Navarro uneasy. He keeps looking down to see if something's wrong with his clothes.' Narah could hardly contain her laugh and she quickly averted her gaze to her books. Ivan nudged her. 'You can't just be smiling like that and not tell me what's going on.'

'Deeks is coming home this afternoon,' Narah smiled and Ivan started to smile as well.

'That is about time!' he replied. 'He was away since...well like forever!'

'I know!' Narah said. 'And then he ends up in the hos...' Narah stopped herself from finishing that sentence and she looked at Ivan with wide eyes. He was looking questioningly at her. He had heard the sentence and probably put it together. How could she explain Deeks ending up in the hospital if he was supposed to be away for business! She turned back to her empty page in her notebook, pretending to be actually listening for once. Luckily Ivan was his amazing self and he let it rest. Narah shot a quick glance at him and he smiled reassuring to her. She couldn't help but smile back.

'I'm sorry,' Deeks told Callen and Sam. 'I can't give you a reason for these guys to decide to use me as their personal punching bag. They just told me to come over and when I came, the punches and kicks started...no explanation given. I do not even know why they kept me alive. If my cover was blown they would have killed me...' Callen and Sam glanced at each other and that moment Deeks was glad that neither Kensi nor Narah were in the room while he had to answer the questions. He had seen that his undercover operation had taken a toll on both of them. But it would be the last long undercover operation. This was his last LAPD operation. From now on he would be a NCIS agent.

'We talked to Eric and Nell and they couldn't find a reason either,' Sam told him. 'As far as they know the background was solid enough to withstand a very thorough search and they couldn't find a leak.'

'So I was beaten up for no reason,' Deeks concluded. 'It must have been just my lucky day. Maybe I should go back and ask them...'

'You should go home and spend some time with Kensi and Narah,' Sam said and Callen nodded in agreement. 'Those two missed you.' Deeks smiled.

'Well, I missed them too,' he said. 'And I am happy to be able to go home again. Spend time on finding us a place to live.'

'Knowing Hetty she will find some paperwork for you to fill in,' Callen smiled. 'And probably LAPD has more than enough paperwork to be filled in.' That moment Deeks realized he never had the chance to tell Callen and Sam that he was going to be a NCIS agent. Kensi knew because she witnessed him signing the papers and Hetty knew because first of all she is Hetty and secondly he had had to hand them in to her.

'Maybe I can get a start on my agent training,' he said with a little smirk on his lips. Callen and Sam's eyebrows went up in surprise.

'We got you fully on board now?' Callen asked and Deeks nodded.

'That was about time,' Sam said smiling.

Deeks was just settled onto the couch when the front door of his apartment was thrown open and Narah stormed inside. When she reached him, she slowed down and she carefully hugged him. Julia came through the door not long after Narah, with a smile on her face.

'I'm glad you're home,' she whispered in his ear and then she let him go. She casually walked to her bedroom. Julia walked over to him and hugged him as well.

'Good to see you again, Marty,' she greeted him.

'Thank you,' he replied and Julia walked over to Kensi to hug her daughter.

'I will leave you three alone now and give you some time to catch up,' Julia said soon after greeting both of them. 'I'm sure you all have plenty to discuss and I was just dropping Narah off.'

'Oh, you don't have to go, mom,' Kensi said and she headed over to her mother. 'You can stay! Do you want some tea?'

'No, sweetheart,' Julia declined smiling. 'I'm going again. I will hear all about it tomorrow and maybe we should have dinner together again. So that we can catch up...but today should be your day...back to being a family.' Kensi hugged her mother and Julia walked out of the apartment.

'Do you think this could be the time to talk to Narah?' Deeks ask. 'About therapy I mean...She seemed happy when she walked in and I'm feeling up for a heated discussion.' Kensi looked worried at him and Deeks took her hand.

'You think she will become angry at us for asking her about therapy?' she asked worried and Deeks shook his head, before nodding.

'She might get a little angry,' he answered honestly, 'because she is used to no one caring about her and to having to deal with her life by herself. But she will see...eventually...that this could be a good thing for her. To be able to discuss everything and learn how to deal with it. So that she can go on with her life. Start a little more fresh...once we get a new place.' Kensi smiled and she kissed her carefully.

Deeks, Kensi and Narah were sitting at the table and it made Narah think about the evening they were making rules. Rules that were not really followed but having them was a good thing. But sitting like this, Narah knew something serious was about to be discussed so she felt nervous. Deeks and Kensi glanced at each other several times while they sat in silence.

'So...' Narah started, hoping to start the conversation. 'Why are we sitting at the table and not on the couch?' Kensi took a deep breath and Deeks nodded encouragingly at her.

'We would like to know how you were feeling about all that happened the last couple of months,' Kensi said very carefully and Narah looked questioningly at them. Where were they going with this?

'We just want to know...whether you have been dealing with the many things that have happened to you,' Deeks tried to clear it up. 'You have been in a rollercoaster...umm...your friends were murdered...and because you're a witness, your life became in danger...you got to live with us...and we know that hasn't been perfect...umm you found your mother...and...that is a lot.' Hearing the last couple of months being summed up, Narah had to swallow away the lump that had been forming in her throat. Not many people had this in their life and she just had them in the last couple of months. Kensi reached for her hand and Narah realized she had not answered them. That she had been looking in silence at them.

'Umm...it's...ff...okay,' she managed to get out. Her voice was shaking and for some reason, which she did not understand herself, she was close to tears. 'Whhh...why do you ask?' Kensi glanced worried at Deeks and he took a deep breath.

'Because...we know we're not perfect at talking about what happened and the feelings it brings along,' he explained. 'And you might need someone who is good at that...so we...umm...'

'...were wondering if you wanted...umm...talk to someone,' Kensi finished for him.

'Like a shrink?' Narah asked, making it sound harsher than she intended and she saw the worried glance Deeks and Kensi shared. She took a moment to think about it but from the moment they suggested it, her mind had been made up. She looked at Deeks and Kensi who were anxiously waiting for her reaction. 'I think I wouldn't mind talking to someone...' She saw the relief wash over their faces and both took a relieved breath. And it was true. She didn't think it was bad to talk to someone who knew what they were talking about.

TBC.