Just a reminder-part of this story is to show how mountains grow from mole hills. I have to reply to guests here so please note the above comment. I am not overreacting etc. just writing a story of fiction like everyone else on this website. Ideas, constructive criticism welcome. Comments that don't fit the way I set the story up make me wonder how close you read chapter 1

TWO WEEKS LATER

Kensi hadn't talked about what was going on. She refused to take his calls at night and didn't answer any texts which really confused him. At work his questions, concerns and requests to talk were met with either silence, a glare (followed by walking away) or a snarky comment about begging or whining or pouting.

Finally he was fed up and went to a bar just to "unwind and think". As he sipped his beer he thought what is going on? I tried my best. She is acting like she did 5 years ago. Aloof, quiet and unwilling to share. I gotta figure out what's going on. This relationship is going to hell and I'm not really sure why. I must have missed something. Anyway, it's past time we talked. I gotta fix this somehow. His feelings were as confused as his thoughts. As he continued stewing and drinking he realized he was well past sober. The bartender cut him off for which he thanked him and said he came in a cab and would leave the same way. He asked to be dropped off at Kensi's. During the ride, a major thunderstorm hit, complete with a thunder and lightning show followed by a downpour. By the time he was at her door he was soaked and looked a lot like a wet Siberian Husky. Knocking on the door-loudly-he waited. As she threw th door open the look of shock on her face was obvious. "I told you I needed-wow you're all wet Deeks"

"We have to talk Kensi. I am-what the hell?"

"What's the matter babe, is there a problem" said a voice attached to a body wearing only a pair or jogging shorts. Said body walking up beside Kensi and putting an arm around her in an obvious "stay away she's mine" message.

"Who the hell are you" Deeks croaked out. "This is why you needed space Kensi?" The man was tall but a full beard and long hair hanging in his face made it all but impossible to see anything except his eyes and teeth when he smiled as the room was lit only by the glow of a TV. Then he noticed Kensi was in short shorts and a tight tee shirt.

He turned and left, walking the 1 mile to a cab stand, he got a ride to the beach. It was still raining cats and dogs. At the beach he sat on the wet sand and stared out over the ocean watching the lightening show, listening to the thunder and getting drenched. At some point he wandered over to and went under the pier. He let out several screams and started punching one of the telephone pole pylons holding the pier up.

AFTER DEEKS LEFT

"Who was that jerk Kens. Why would he show up here looking like a drowned rat and wanting to talk to you? Surely you don't associate with people like that." Then he motioned to her to take a seat next to him on the couch.

"I gotta find him. That was Deeks-my partner, shit, this is awful" Kensi mumbled as she grabbed her gun, badge, keys and wallet and headed out in the rain.

2 hours later she still hadn't found him. She had tried everywhere. He wouldn't have gone to the beach would he? She parked and ran toward the beach when she heard someone screaming and a shadow that seemed to be punching something. As she started towards the shadow, she heard Jack yelling at her. He jogged up and said "Kensi, someone named Sam called on you're the phone you forgot and is looking for you. I answered and told him I would get you to call him. He said and I quote 'ops now and bring shaggy'. I'll be there when you get back" and Jack handed her the cell phone. Before leaving, she glanced back to where she had seen the shadow and there was nothing. Shrugging her shoulders she headed into ops. Jack's last words were "you got me now baby girl, you don't need that shaggy loser."

"Who answered your phone Kens. It wasn't Deeks. We hoped he would come in with you. He isn't answering his phone" queried Sam.

"A-er-um just a friend. Deeks won't be here. He had some LAPD stuff due to the storm" she almost whispered.

G and Sam shared a look both knowing a different kind of storm was brewing if not already blowing thru OSP.

For the next few days the 3 agents chased down a couple small time gun smugglers trying to set up a contact thru Camp Pendleton. And for that time, no Deeks. Then, as the agents were packing up to leave Sam said "Kensi, I really don't understand why you have no clue what's going on with Deeks. You 2 are close. What IS the problem? He and G both were staring at her.

"I'm not his keeper. He has his issues I have mine" she huffed and spun on her heels started to exit OSP, but instead, she stopped dead in her tracks as Deeks came lumbering in. He was in the same clothes as when he came by Kensi's in the rain and they looked terrible. He eyes were red and bags under were prominent. His knuckles were raw and scabbing over. He stomped by her glaring as he went.

Heading straight for Hetty's desk, he heard "Deeks, what the hell!" It was Sam yelling at him. Kensi started after him but G stopped her.

"Kens you are the last person he wants to see. Go home."

The senior agents sat down and waited the hour or so till Deeks and Hetty were done. As he left, he threw them a look that said don't mess. Then they heard Hetty remark "oh bugger". She slammed her hand on her desk and headed for Owens office.

"Hetty" G started.

"Go home, we'll talk tomorrow."

The next day Sam and G were there early but Hetty refused to talk till Kensi showed up. She was a few minutes late saying "I went by his place but he wasn't there, neither was Monty." She looked ready to cry.

"Hetty, what the hell is going on" barked the Navy SEAL.

Hetty picked up her phone, talked for a few minutes then entered the bull pen as the wonder twins and Owen walked in.

"Among other things, Mr. Deeks has requested that I make a choice between making him an agent stationed in either San Diego or D.C. with Gibbs who he does have history with or allowing him to will go back to LAPD where he will ask for an extended undercover as Max. His exact words were 'everyone thinks I'm weak and useless, maybe becoming Max will make me feel like a man for a while anyway'. He also had several choice words for Owen and I in regard to a few things. Now, you 2 think about all he has done and contributed! Even after being told he couldn't go with you and G to save Kensi he ended up the one doing it despite seeing the picture of Kensi."

Sam forced out "He hates Max. He wouldn't do that. That's not him. This is out of control."

Not good. The mountain gets taller. Hopefully the shooting starts soon to take their mind off things.