Deeks Just Starts At NCIS LA AU OOC

DISCLAIMER: Nope, don't own any of them other than ones I may create.

Summary: There is no plot. Just a whole lot of nothing. No cliff hangers or anything. Just something I wanted to see.

A/N 1: This is a work of fiction. FARFETCHEDfiction I might add. This is a story that I wanted to see happen so I put it on paper, so to speak. This story could ONLY happen in my head.

A/N 2: I want to thank all the guest reviews I've gotten. I was not expecting them. To some of you I need to say I'm sorry that I can't give you what you want. In my online world, Deeks and Kensi are always together in the end.

A/N 3: And finally, THANKS to my dear friend nherbie, this chapter is fit for human reading. :o)

Chapter 3

Deeks and Renko pulled two tables together so both teams could sit together. Everyone seemed to be having fun. Drinking, dancing, listening to the music, and then Mindy asked Deeks to dance. "Hey Shaggy, dance with me?"

Deeks looks at her and wonders if that would be a smart move. "Sure thing Mindy." And gets up, takes her hand, and leads her out to the dance floor.

Callen thinks that this could be a good time to find out how Renko met Deeks. "Hey Mike, how did you meet Deeks?"

Mike looks at Callen with vacant eyes as he remembers that day and starts telling the story."Almost 9 years ago, we were both undercover in a guns for drugs ring. Shaggy had been there for a couple months and was more or less working as the buyers right hand man. It was an LAPD operation until then Dir. Shepard found out the guns were being sold to terrorist groups here in the states. That's when she sent me in. I had an old alias that gave me some street cred and that, in turn, got me in the door. I was more or less a glorified gofer. Anyways, the second day I was there, the buyer wanted his right hand man, Max, to meet me. He told me his name was Max Gentry and he looked at me strangely. I thought right then that he knew I was on the opposite side of the law but he didn't say anything. Maybe I was wrong in thinking he knew I was undercover as nothing was ever said."

"Things went along pretty smooth for a few more weeks and then it was time to buy the guns. We were set up in an old warehouse in the old industrial section of south western LA waiting for the seller to get there with the guns. There was me and 12 other guys there to help unload the truck and they all had some pretty impressive fire power. Mindy and her team were my back-up. There was a SWAT team en-route also but because of the damn LA traffic, they were all running late even though they had left extra early. So, when the semi arrived at the warehouse, Max directed them to our door and had them back the trailer inside. When they shut the truck down, Max opened the trailer doors and hopped in to scope out the goods. He hollered out to the buyer that everything was there and to start unloading the merchandise. Then he jumped down and sauntered over to stand with the buyer and me. As the guys started to unload the truck, a guy walked around from the front of the truck. He looked at me like he knew me and I remembered seeing him a few times on a different op out of Pendleton that I had done. As he got a little closer, he looked again and then it must have dawned on him. He lifted his arm and pointed at me and yelled 'COP'! Max grabbed me from behind with his pistol stuck in my ear, and I knew I was a goner. The guy told Max and the buyer that I was some fed type cop, from NCI . . . something or other. He told them about the op in Pendleton. The buyer told Max to take me over to the corner and to 'take care of me.' Max just smiled and said ok. Max walked me to the back of the warehouse in a hidden corner and I was about ready to try making a move when he all of a sudden spun me around. 'Detective Marty Deeks, LAPD' he softly told me. Hold on a minute he said, and he brought up that cannon he calls a gun, chambered a round and shot the gun into the corner where there were a pile of cardboard containers and skids. 'You have a gun?' he asked me. I told him yes, and pulled out my sig from my ankle holster. 'Well, hang tight until I can make sure all the players are here. We may need to wait for back-up' and off he went. I put my ear wig in and keyed it on but no one was there yet. Shit! I thought. The day ain't getting any better. I no sooner finished that thought than all hell broke loose. There was shootin' going on all over the place so I went looking for Deeks to give him a little back up. Imagine my surprise when I found him hiding behind a pile of trash with the buyer AND the seller in cuffs and 4 bodies down in front of him. I slid in alongside of him and caught some movement out of the corner of my eye and snapped off a shot. I missed the one I was aiming at but got the one behind him. Deeks looked at me with that shit eatin' smile of his and told me, 'good shooting bud' and I had to laugh." Here he smiles as he remembers the look on the detective's face. "I told him I was saving that guy for him." And then smiled sheepishly.

There were still 7 of them out there shooting at us and me trying to get help. I finally got through to Mindy but she was at least 5 minutes away. I told her that this would more than likely be over by then. I told her I had to go and started shooting at a couple guys sneaking up on us. I got one and Deeks got the other one. I turned to look at Deeks to tell him we had 5 to go when one of them shot me. The shot took me in the meaty part of my shoulder. Deeks checked me out and told me to hang on, that he would get me out of there. He checked my Sig letting me know it had one left in the chamber. He gave me his Eagle and a clip saying there were 6 in the clip and 2 in the gun. I asked him what he was gonna use and he smiled at me. He reached behind his back and pulled out the biggest damn knife I ever saw and said 'this'. He went on telling me to fire off a round or two so he could slip away. I did as he asked but I was starting to get light headed."

"I thought I was seeing things when I saw a blur over on the other side of the warehouse and then I heard the screams. My vision was getting blurry by then so I tried to get to the door and outside. As soon as I made it out of the door, Mindy was there asking me all sorts of questions but I could only tell her that there was an LAPD undercover in there and to please not shoot him. Just as I told her that, Deeks walked out of the side door. He was covered in blood and things I would rather not think about. He walked directly over to me and asked me how I was. I told him I felt a little weak but I was gonna live and he gave me a wink and a smirk. Mindy held her hand out and said 'I'm Mindy Jackson and you are?' He told her 'Detective Marty Deeks, LAPD'. As he told her his name, one of the agents came out of the building and vomited up against the building wall. 2 more came out looking very pale and then Mindy told us she had to go see what types of weapons they had. She came out shortly after not looking to well either. Two of those guys in there had been disemboweled. One had his throat slit wide open. One of them was missing an arm and the other one had a leg just hanging on. 'What?' Deeks asked her. 'I defended myself with reasonable force.' After that, I passed out thinking of the way his eyes looked. They were dead eyes. Like a shark's. It was like his soul took a vacation. The next time I woke up I was in the hospital and Mindy was sitting alongside the bed."

"Holy shit!" Callen says.

"Yeah, no kiddin' right? That 'cop' saved my life twice that day. That man has skills." Renko says.

"I really can't believe that cop did that. He just doesn't seem capable of anything like that." Sam states.

"Well," Renko says, "Believe it. I was there! And that wasn't the only time I saw him in action. Over the years, I've seen him a couple more times. AND, he's an agent now, no more cop. You should try and remember that Sam."

Kensi listened to the story as she was watching Mindy and Deeks dance. It was a slow dance and Mindy looked like she was glued to Deeks. But, damn, he looked mighty fine with those tight jeans and blue button down shirt. In fact, he looked delicious Kensi thought. When the dance ended, Deeks and Mindy walked back to the group and Kensi noticed the way he walked. He more or less glided like a big jungle cat sneaking up on his prey. As she watched them she also noticed his front looked even better than the back. His chest looked chiseled and he had a rather large bundle below his belt. Hmm, she thinks. Eventually, everyone is sitting around the table sharing stories and she's listening to Renko spin a tale about a gunrunner blowing himself up with his own product when the band started back up. She looks across the table at Deeks and Mindy and decides right then and there to ask. "Hey Deeks!"

"Yes Agent Blye?"

"Dance with me? I don't care to dance with a stranger." She pleads. "And my name is Kensi, not Agent Blye. Ok?"

"Sure thing Ag . . . I mean Kensi." And off to the dance floor they go.

They dance a few fast dances and Kensi was stunned at how good he was. He really had some moves. As the current song was finished, she took his hand and was going to head back to the tables but he stopped her. A slow dance was being played and he asked her, "May I have this dance Kensi?" And then he took hold of her hand and pulled her close, wrapping his arm around her waist and pressing his entire length against her. "Don't tell me you're afraid?" he whispered into her ear, making sure his breath whispered across the soft skin of her neck. His other hand moved down to rest on her hip, and he was smiling as he felt her come against him as he danced slowly with her in his arms, resting his cheek fleetingly against her head.

Yes, she thought, I should be VERY afraid as her head was spinning and it certainly wasn't because of the alcohol. Kensi rested her head against Deeks's shoulder. She snuggled in a little closer, feeling the heat that rose through the thin cotton of his shirt. She was amazed at how she fit against him, almost like a missing piece of a puzzle, and as she rested her head on his shoulder she took notice of his delicious smell. Like ocean, soap, and a hint of cologne. A thought ran fleeting through her head of staying like this forever. It felt so right she thought as she closed her eyes and enjoyed herself. The song ended way to quick as far as Kensi was concerned and Deeks was leading her back to their table. The strange thing about that was, they were still holding each other's hand and it felt right. When they reached the tables, she noticed the only open seats were alongside each other as Callen was sitting by Mindy reminiscing of past exploits with her.

As they sat there making small talk with their friends, every now and then they would touch, either their hands would brush against each other as they reached for their drinks or their legs as they shifted positions on their chairs. The last time they had touched surprised her. She felt something strange, like static electricity jumping from his leg to hers. He must have felt it also as he looked at her with a look of surprise on his face, and then he smiled. With this she thinks she just made the worst decision of the night. She looks into his eyes and loses herself. She had never seen eyes with a depth like his and coupled with his smile, well that was the end of all conscious thought. And just like that she knew. She needed to be extra careful with him or she would lose herself completely and then she noticed him standing there with his hand towards her asking her to dance again. 'Oh Lord, help me now!' she thinks as she takes his hand and stands up. They stay on the dance floor through several songs before they go back to the table. There was a seat open beside Mindy so Kensi decides to sit there to possibly find out more about Deeks. Deeks sits by Mike and talked about some good times they have had in the past.

As Mike and Deeks are talking, Sam's wife Michelle joins the group. She sits alongside her husband and asks him where the 'new agent' is that sponsored this party, not seeing Deeks at the other end of the table. Sam pointed towards Deeks and Michelle was stunned. She immediately stood up and walked over to Deeks and tapped him on the shoulder. As Deeks looks up to see the person doing the tapping, he sees it's Michelle, only he knows her as Quinn, a gun runner go-between. "Hey there Quinn. What brings you to the states?"

"It's Michelle, Michelle Hannah. I'm Sam's wife and I could ask you the same 'Max.' But that doesn't seem to be your real name though, is it, 'agent'?" Saying that, she pulls Deeks to his feet and gives him a massive hug and kisses him full on the lips. "Thanks to you, I was able to go home to my family after that op."

Well, Sam is going bananas at the other end of the table and finally shouts, "Hey, what the hell is going on over there?"

The group at the table grows quiet as Michelle starts talking, "4 years ago, I was undercover as Quinn. My cover sat up deals for arms purchases. This particular op was taking longer than it should have been as the buyer was having second thoughts. Eventually I got the deal set up and the day of the deal I found that out my cover was blown. Max here," and she pats him on his shoulder, "dropped his cover and saved my ass. If I remember right, you got stabbed during that fight and almost bled out."

"I did, my left hip has a nice 3" scar now. But I couldn't let you go down, so all in all, it was a small price to pay."

Sam bellows, "Wait a minute! Are you telling us that cop saved you? THAT cop?"

"Yeah Sam, I am. Thanks to Max here, I went home alive that day."

"My name is Marty Deeks." He tells Michelle. "I signed the NCIS papers this morning at the encouragement of Director Vance."

"It's my great pleasure to meet you Agent Marty Deeks." And Michelle Hannah puts her hand out for a shake.

As Deeks takes hold of her hand, she pulls him in for another massive hug and kiss and reaches around him and squeezes his butt making Deeks turn fire engine red and most of the people sitting at the table laugh. Not Sam Hannah though. Oh no, he thinks, it had to have been a fluke. The guy is just a cop, play acting as an agent and grabs for his drink.

With that, Michelle goes back to her husband and the table returns to normal with people talking quietly to the person alongside of them.

Mindy bends closer to Kensi and says, "Be careful Kensi. You're starting to fall for him." And then smiles at her.

"I'm not 'falling' for him. I only danced with him because I didn't feel like dancing with a stranger."

"You can't fool me Kensi. I was where you are now. I've watched you since he brought me back to the table after dancing with me. You've been following him with your eyes ever since. Oh, it's not noticeable to others maybe, but I can see it. And then after dancing with him yourself, you've been thinking things about him. Right? Like, is his hair soft? Or how can one man have eyes like his? Or maybe how soft his lips are? Maybe how his tongue would feel playing with yours? What would he taste like? Would his scruff tickle or scratch the inside of your thighs? Or how he would feel with you? I wish I could tell you but I don't kiss and tell. I can tell you that it would be most pleasurable." And then Mindy laughs at the color rising on Kensi's face and neck.

"Mindy, why did the two of you break it off? It seems to me, from hearing you talk, that he meant a great deal to you."

"He still does Kensi, he still does. But it wasn't fair to him to stay with him. He's 31 and I'm 46. Our futures are so different that we decided to just be friends. Marty wants the whole package. Marriage, a house, maybe a kid or two. Things that I really couldn't give him in all honesty. If I was closer to his age, I wouldn't hesitate to be with him. He's the most loyal human being I have ever met. He's loyal to a fault. If I needed something, he would give it to me or if he didn't have it, he would find it for me. And without telling tales out of the bedroom, let me just say that his partner is always first and foremost in his head during activities. If you know what I mean."And she blushes also. "Marty is not a normal male. He's, uh, sort of bigger than normal, very well developed. Once around the block with Marty, and normal men don't quite measure up anymore. But, that's for others to find out, not for me to tell." And she really blushes then.

Kensi's thoughts are interrupted by Deeks asking her to dance again. The night is winding down and this is the last set the band is going to play, so off to the dance floor she goes with Deeks. They dance to a few songs and then the lead singer of the band tells the crowd that the next song will be the last of the evening. A nice slow one Kensi thinks as she puts her arms around Deeks's neck. She feels his arms going around her waist and she feels like she's home. Strange, she thinks. Without noticing she's doing it, she starts playing with the hair at the nape of Deeks's neck and feels Deeks holding her a bit tighter. She turns her head up just a bit in order to smell him a little better and without thinking about it, licks him on the side of his neck. Just a little taste she tells herself but Deeks tightened his grip on her and she knew then that he had felt it also. And then Deeks swipes his tongue over the shell of her ear before closing his lips over it and sucked gently for less than a second. Damn, she never knew she had a sweet spot there. She just snuggled in a little closer and danced with him pretending it didn't happen and ignoring the heat pooling in her stomach. What a night she thinks.