Kensi was so upset that a few blocks down the road she pulled over and asked Deeks to drive. With Deeks behind the wheel Kensi closed her eyes and tried to calm down and put the evening behind her. It wasn't working very well. When the car came to a stop, Kensi opened her eyes. She didn't see the front of her house like she had expected. Instead she saw an expanse of beach and the ocean, illuminated by millions of stars and a full moon. She turned to Deeks "Thank You. I needed this."

They both got out of the car and met in front of it. They cuddled up and leaned against the hood of the car. It took about an hour for Kensi to feel like she was ready to continue on home. "Thank you Deeks. You are really wonderful, you know that?" and she got up on her toes and gave him a sweet, chaste, kiss on the lips. On the drive home Deeks reached his hand out across the center console and gently laid it on top of Kensi's. She quickly turned her hand over and interlaced their fingers. When they arrived back to Kensi's house Deeks led her inside and on into the bathroom where he turned the shower on for her, gave her a long, loving kiss while caressing her back, and made his exit. Kensi was just beginning to undress when Deeks popped his head back into the bathroom saying "I love you Fern." And as quickly as he appeared he was gone.

Kensi got into the shower, no longer thinking of getting Jack off of her skin, but thinking what an amazing man Marty Deeks was. He knew when she needed love, when she needed reassurance, when she needed seriousness, and when she needed fun. He was amazing, and he was hers. She quickly finished her shower, feeling one hundred percent better now that her thoughts were off of Jack and on to Deeks. She toweled off and put the panties and T-shirt on that Deeks had apparently placed on the counter while she was in the shower. The t-shirt was his favorite. The one he always wore when he was just chilling at home. She thinks he wears it just for her because it makes her laugh every time she sees it. It says "I blame the dog" and has a picture of a dog farting on it. She chuckles, because how can she not, and walks out to the bedroom. She finds Deeks already tucked in bed, leaning against the headboard, apparently just waiting for her. She walked around and climbed into her side of the bed. As she did so, Deeks slid down the bed and enfolded Kensi into his arms.

"You are the most amazing, strong, smart, sexy, superwoman I know. Now go to sleep. We have to save the world again tomorrow." They both drifted off quickly and slept very peacefully until a loud banging sounded from the living room. They were both up quickly, grabbing their guns. Deeks took the lead and was the first one out into the living room, Kensi covering him. It didn't take long to realize the noise was someone banging on the door and that the person responsible was Jack. They could hear him calling through the door, clearly drunk "Kensi. Kensi? I knows you home. Please answer the door. I'm solly. I was stupid. Pwease baby? "

"You have got to be kidding me!" Kensi whispered. "How do you want to handle this? Do you think we should call the guys?"

"No, I can handle a drunk jack. Could you go get my pants, shirt, badge, and zip ties?"

"Sure."

Kensi took off to the bedroom to collect the requested items, as well as some pajama bottoms for herself while Deeks answered the door before the neighbors started calling the police.

"Hi Jack." He said as he opened the door and stepped outside, closing the door behind him. He was really hoping the neighbors didn't poke their heads out the door before Kensi returned with his clothes. He really didn't need Mrs. Collins next door getting a look at him in his boxers. She already made a habit of flirting with him whenever he was around. Having a 50 year old woman flirt with him was just awkward. She was too old for it to be flattering, and too young for it to be funny ('Cause who doesn't think it's funny when an 80 year old woman flirts with a cute young man?). The whole cougar thing just wasn't his deal.

"Meeks?" Jack slurred

"Actually it's Deeks. What are you doing here Jack?" Apparently he had made a trip to the E.R before drinking himself into sheer stupidity. He had a white bandage on his, apparently broken, nose. It contrasted nicely with the black circles running under his eyes.

"Deeks?" He now looks at him completely confused.

Before Deeks could remind Jack of who he was, he feels the door opening behind him. Kensi walks steps out of the apartment and hands Deeks his clothes. As he's getting dressed he hears Jack utter a, just as confused "Kensi?"

She looks at him and raises one eyebrow.

"Deeks? Kensi?" You could actually watch the lightbulb go on. "This is da guy? You dumpin' me fo a surfer who dunint cut his hairs?" Jack stumbles. Apparently not able to both stand upright and talk at the same time. Deeks catches him and puts him back on his own two feet. "I can't beweive it. What da hell is happenin?"

Deeks decides to take advantage of Jack's confusion and begins to guide him over to the Cadillac. "Where we goin? I wanna talk to Kensi."

"I'm taking you back to your hotel. You can decide if talking to Kensi is a good idea or not when your sober, and based on the look of that nose, I'd say not." Deeks pulled the zip ties out of his back pocket and quickly put them on Jack before Jack even realized what was happening.

"You awestin' me surfer?"

"No, just making sure you don't do anything stupid while I'm driving" Deeks replied as he placed Jack in the back seat and buckled him up. He shut the door and gave a wink to Kensi, assuring her everything would be alright, as he walked around the front of the car. Kensi gave Deeks a little wave and blew him a kiss.

Deeks drove Jack to his hotel, took off the zip ties, and walked him up to his room. He was amazed that Jack hadn't said a single word since getting in the car. Once Deeks got Jack settled on the bed, on his side to make sure he didn't choke on his own vomit, and a trash can at the ready for the inevitable moment it was needed, he set his card on the table telling a semi-conscious Jack to call him if he needed anything, he wished Jack goodnight, and left. He was pretty sure he heard snoring as he closed the door behind him. When he got back home he was amazed that Kensi was curled up, asleep in bed. He expected her to be upset and needing to talk, but he was happy that she felt enough trust in him to let him handle this one.

The next morning Kensi and Deeks went on about their normal routine. The only mention of what happened the night before was when over breakfast Kensi asked "How did it go?" and he answered "Good. He was really quiet. I think it was a lot to process." They quickly moved on and began washing dishes and putting coffee into to-go mugs and off they went to work.

Meanwhile, Jack was waking up with a horrible hangover, made worse by the pain in his nose that pulsed every time he heaved into the toilet. When he was finally able to move away from the toilet he called down to the front desk, requesting some aspirin. It was quickly delivered and after taking it Jack layed back down and fell back to sleep. When he woke up again, several hours later, he laid there trying to remember what happened the night before. He remembered everything that happened at the club, going to get his nose taken care of, going to the liquor store, and even walking to Kensi's house. Everything after that was a bit of a blur. He remembered that he had seen Kensi. He remembered riding in a car and…..Yellow boxers with black polka dots? What the heck was that? He was completely confused until he looked over at the night stand and saw an LAPD business card with the name Martin Deeks on it. Then he remembered it all, well maybe not all, but at least the important bits. He remembered enough to know that the man HIS fiancé claimed to be in love with was none other than her partner, Marty Deeks. It was just insulting! How could she love him over me? He looks like that guy from Scooby Doo for heaven's sake! How serious could she possible be? Jack decided he had to think of something. He couldn't just step aside for such a putz.

As he showered, Jack came up with a plan. He would go to Hetty and report what was going on so that she would get rid of Deeks, hopefully sending him back to LAPD where he belonged, and then he would bug Kensi's house so that he could listen as they fell apart, help things along in that direction, and be ready to swoop in when Kensi was at her most vulnerable. Jack couldn't help but think how well his CIA training in manipulation was going to serve him now. He would not only get Kensi back, but she would come running into his arms.

Well, there you go. I know it is short, but I wanted to get a chapter to you after that horrible tease I gave earlier. Sorry if my drunk speak is horrible. I have actually never gotten drunk or been around people who are drunk for any amount of time, so if it sounds more like a toddler, I'm sorry.

Also, I would like to apologize to all my readers for the nonsense and drama this crazy reader has created. I promise I will do my best never to mention it again (except to give the link for the other story eventually). I would like to thank all of you who sent so much love and support my way. The positive comments, author favorites, and story favorites have been just what I needed. I'm sorry I was unable to respond personally to you all. I wanted to focus on continuing this story and have kind of reached a point that I don't want to deal with it anymore. I am also aware that this person has sent a private message to at least one of my reviewers. If you have also received one I would recommend blocking her and sending a complaint to the administration.

Also, just to be clear (apparently there was some confusion) this story will continue and it will always be rated T. I was only talking about joining the two on another site and of course giving it the M rating it needs.