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Chapter 33

Deeks woke up with a smile on his face, despite the pain he was feeling. That didn't matter. What mattered was that the one he loved was lying in his arms. Having Kensi in his arms, Deeks really felt at home. He placed a careful kiss on her forehead and Kensi began to stir. She blinked a few times and then she looked up at him.

'I missed waking up like this,' she said to him, sounding sleepy. He leaned towards her and kissed her on her lips. He had missed it as well. He gently started to stroke her hair and Kensi stroked his jaw.

'What are you thinking about?' she asked and Deeks tried to take a deep breath without feeling too much pain in his ribs.

'I'm sorry about the situation in the restaurant,' he answered her. 'Even when I'm far away from you, I managed to get you in danger...you shouldn't have been in that restaurant...you never pick up food...' To his surprise Kensi smiled at him. When he looked questioningly at her, she sat up.

'Deeks, it wasn't your fault,' she told him. 'How would you have know that those guys would come looking for you? You were undercover. There is always danger in this world...besides I only got almost shot.' Deeks pulled her back into his arms again and he kissed her again.

'Still, I am sorry,' he whispered at her. 'And I was scared when I heard about it because I could not reach you...I wasn't there to have your back, like I am supposed to.'

'And from now on you will always have my back, agent Deeks,' Kensi joked and Deeks started to laugh.

'So, Narah, can you tell me a little bit about yourself?' doctor Jordana Beckman asked and Narah watched her. She was dressed neatly, hair neatly pulled back into a ponytail...everything about her was kind of perfect. She looked like how Narah had imagined shrinks would look. When the question was repeated, Narah took a deep breath and looked Jordana - as the woman wanted to be called - in the eyes.

'I'm fifteen...just a normal teen I guess,' Narah answered. 'I'm still in school and like basketball.' Jordana nodded slowly. Narah started to look around in the office. It was also very neat. Also very perfect. Only the chair you could lie on...the ones you see in cartoons...was missing in this office. Narah was just sitting in a normal chair, opposite of Jordana.

'What about your parents?' Jordana asked and Narah shrugged.

'About which ones?' she asked. 'My biological parents or my real parents?'

'Let's start with your biological parents. What can you tell me about them?'

'My father died when I was seven and my mom left me when I was eight. That's all there is to tell about them.'

'I would imagine there is more to tell about them. What were their names?'

'William and Alice Monero...' Jordana gave a little nod.

'Hmm...What did your father do for work?'

'He was a firefighter until he started to use drugs and screwed up his own life.'

'Sounds like he was a brave man...'

'What is brave about turning into a junkie who sells his own kid's dinner just so that he could get more drugs? What is brave about ending up on the couch in a dark messy apartment with the needle still stuck in his arm? I find nothing brave about that!' Jordana nodded and folded her hands.

'I read that you found him dead one day. That must have been a terrible experience, finding your own father like that...but what about the happy memories? Can you tell me about a memory of your father like you would have wanted to remember him?'

'No.' Narah crossed her arms. She could be short about that. Jordana nodded.

'Okay, you don't have to tell about it...can you tell me about your mother...Alice?'

'No.' Another nod from Jordana.

'Then can you tell me something about what you called "your real parents"?'

'Their names are Marty Deeks and Kensi Blye...they are Special Agents and they took me in because I was a witness kind of willing to talk...and I ended up staying with them. They are going to adopt me. They want me as their official daughter...'

'Sounds to me that you really like them.' This time Narah nodded and Jordana smiled. 'You said they're Special Agents...that can't be an easy job. A job with a lot of risks...'

'They still take better care of me than my biological parents or other foster parents. They always try everything to come home at night and to keep me safe!' Jordana put her hands up.

'It wasn't no criticism...it's just a fact right? Being a Special Agent is a risky job...are you ever afraid that despite their best effort they won't be getting home?' Narah looked up at the clock. When was this session over? Would it be an hour session? Or would it take as long as it took for Narah to answer all the questions? Jordana brought her out of her thoughts by calling her name. 'Narah...can you tell me about your friends? Who is your best friend?'

'My best friends are Emily and Ivan,' she answered, even smiling when she mentioned Ivan. 'He is always there for me and Emily is such a crazy fun girl. We always have fun.' Jordana nodded and listened while Narah told her more about her friends.

A few days later Deeks and Kensi were looking at Narah who was walking through the house, instead of looking at the actual house themselves.

'Does she look okay to you?' Kensi asked worried while Narah walked into the garden. Deeks took Kensi's hand and guided her to the garden as well. Their realtor walked over to them with a smile.

'Seems like your daughter likes the house,' she said. 'How about you two?' Deeks and Kensi turned their head towards the house behind them. It was a beautiful three bedroom house, a great living area with an open kitchen. It could be the place to start their family life.

'We like it as well,' Deeks answered and they could see the excitement in the realtor's eyes. She was probably very happy to be rid of them. They hadn't been very easy when it came to buying a house.

'It just came out on the market,' she told them. 'If you put an offer down now, I'm pretty sure you will get the house.' Narah joined them and Deeks put his arm around her shoulder.

'What do you think, Narah?' he asked. 'Is this our house?' Narah nodded enthusiastically and Deeks smiled at their realtor. 'You see it. This will be our house. We would like to but an offer down.' The realtor nodded and immediately grabbed her phone.

'I will try and see if we can get below the asking price,' she said and Deeks, Kensi and Narah looked nervously at each other. If all went well, they would be living here. It didn't take the realtor long to return to them, with a big smile on her face.

'They accepted,' she told them. 'Only the contract needs to be signed and you will be the proud owners of this beautiful house.' Narah gave a little squeal of excitement and she pulled Deeks and Kensi in a tight hug. Deeks smiled at Kensi and she gave him a kiss.

'We need to buy new stuff for in the house,' Narah rambled enthusiastically when they arrived back at Deeks' apartment. Deeks and Kensi laughed at her enthusiasm. They also realized that this would probably be Narah's first real house. Besides, she was right. They would need new stuff for in the house. They couldn't just put their old furniture together and simply hope it would be perfect.

'I will call Miss Rooney and tell her the news,' Kensi said and she kissed Deeks one more time.

'I need to call Ivan, Emily and Ming!' Narah exclaimed. 'They will need to know my new address! And they need to know!' Deeks laughed and he walked over to her.

'Maybe you should calm down first, Narah,' he smiled. 'Maybe do some homework...someone has told me you still have homework left from two to three days...' Narah sighed and dragged herself over to her bedroom.

'You are no fun!' she shouted at him before slamming the door shut. Kensi walked from the bedroom with her eyebrows raised while on the phone and Deeks gestured it was nothing. He sat down on the couch, taking a relieve breath that he finally could lie down. But his peace didn't last long as he felt wetness over his face.

'No Monty,' he mumbled. 'Not now. Daddy needs to sleep for a moment.' A wetness kept pushing against his cheek and Deeks opened his eyes to look at the dog. He stroked his head. 'You're getting a new home, Monty...isn't that great? A perfect little...well rather big...place for all four of us.' Monty began to waggle his tail and Deeks smiled.

'I promise I will go to bed soon,' Narah sighed but she sat down comfortably on the couch. Deeks put away the sugar and glared at the girl. She threw her hands up angrily. 'Come on! They are just about to reveal who's going to be kicked off. Only ten more minutes! Fifteen max!' Deeks turned to Kensi with his eyebrows raised.

'Come on, Deeks, she can watch the end,' she told him and he sighed.

'What was I thinking asking for your support: you want to see who gets kicked off yourself,' he smiled. 'You're the reason she is even watching Top Model.' Kensi smiled at him and blew a kiss towards him.

'Just admit that you want to see it was well,' she smirked.

'I do not!' Deeks contradicted. Then he made the mistake of looking at the screen. 'They put Anna through?! That must be a joke! She's horrible!' Kensi and Narah burst out in laughter.

'You're unbelievable,' Narah laughed.

'Don't you start,' he warned her with a big smile on his face and he pointed his finger at her. Narah got up laughing when the doorbell rang. She was confused when she saw no one standing and only a little box on the ground. She crouched down to open it and when she saw what was inside, she started to scream. Kensi had the girl in her hands within seconds, holding her tightly and whisper comforting words. Narah was shaking from fear and Kensi glanced worried at the box that was dropped on the ground. Deeks stepped towards the box and opened it. He was shocked to see two bloody eyes lying in it. On the top was written We see the see-er in blood.

'I'm calling Callen,' he said shocked to Kensi, who nodded in agreement. She looked down at Narah, who had clenched her fists onto Kensi's shirt.

'Come on, sweetie,' she whispered. 'Let's get you away from her.' She guided Narah to their bedroom. Deeks was left standing to the box with the eyes.

Within half an hour Deeks' place was crowded with CSU. Callen and Sam were standing next to Deeks, who was sitting on the couch watching closely on how the box was taken away.

'How did they found us again?' he mumbled. 'What did we do wrong? She was supposed to be safe here...' Sam put his hand on Deeks' shoulder.

'Don't beat yourself up about this, Deeks,' he told him. 'You didn't do anything wrong. This just happened...' Deeks shook his head in defeat.

'Where is Kensi with Narah right now?' Callen asked and Deeks nodded towards the closed bedroom door.

'Kensi took her in there,' he answered. 'She was so scared...' Callen nodded and walked over to the bedroom. Sam sighed.

'Hetty told us to bring you to Julia's, or in case you don't want to go there, to another safe place,' he told Deeks.

'Take Kensi and Narah there,' Deeks replied. 'I'm going to stay right here and see if they decided to come back. And I will be here, ready for them, when they do.'

'Deeks...' Sam sighed, ready to tell him wrong.

'No, Sam!' Deeks interrupted angrily. 'They came to my house and threatened my daughter. I won't let that go!'

'Deeks, be sensible,' Sam said. 'You can't stay here...not when you're injured. You cannot wait for them to come back! And right now, Narah needs you more...she needs you to be with her. Not sitting here, guarding the house. The gang knows you will move soon, because you did so last time. They will not come back here.' Deeks took a deep breath that hurt his ribs, but he could not care.

'What am I supposed to do?' he asked defeated. 'I can't even protect Narah...'

Kensi looked up when the door was slowly opened. She expected Deeks to walk in, but it was Callen who did. She returned her gaze to Narah, who was curled up again her. Her breathing was evened and Kensi knew the girl had fallen asleep, exhausted.

'CSU is almost finished in the living room,' Callen told her and he walked towards the bed. He glanced at Narah. 'Is she asleep?' Kensi nodded.

'She only fell asleep about five minutes ago,' she answered. 'How is Deeks?'

'He's with Sam,' Callen answered. 'He is okay. What about you?' Kensi glanced at the girl in her arms.

'She just can't get a break,' she mumbled. 'She was doing good...and now this...'

'She is a strong girl; she will manage to get through this,' Callen assured her. 'Besides, she had you and Deeks to help her.' Kensi smiled at him and Callen returned the smile. 'Hetty wants you to move out of the apartment...to a safe house.' Kensi sighed.

'So Narah has to move again?' she replied. 'We just bought a house...soon it will be finished and we can live there...it's in another neighborhood...one far from her. Just let us wait till then and we can move. Narah doesn't need another new home for just a few weeks.' Callen bowed his head.

'Hetty already suspected that you would say that,' he said with a weak smile. 'So she opted your mother's place as well. You can stay with her until the house is ready and we can put LAPD on the house.'

'And an officer for Narah at all times?' Kensi asked and Callen nodded.

'We're putting an agent on her detail,' he said. 'Started tomorrow morning at seven o'clock. Hetty personally selected the team of agents for her.'

TBC.