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. FARFETCHED fiction 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.
Once again I need to thank all of the guest reviews I got. It was a big surprise to me. So, THANK YOU ONE AND ALL!
A/N 2: Thanks to nherbie for taking the time from her busy schedule to look this chapter over for me. It means a great deal!
A/N 3: A guest reviewer pointed out to me the age discrepancy in the last chapter. Deeks age was supposed to have been 37 NOT 31. Sorry about that. But then again, see A/N 1.
Chapter 4
Monday morning came fast and as Deeks walks into the mission and as he was getting close to the bullpen, Kensi asks him if he'd like a cup of coffee. He holds up his hand to show her that he had stopped for one on the way to work, but thanks her anyway. As he's standing there talking to her for a minute, Mindy walks in. The first thing she sees is Deeks talking to Kensi and as she passes Kensi's desk she looks at her and smiles while slowly nodding her head. Kensi's face grows red and she feels like a teenager.
"Hey, Mindy! Wait up!" Deeks calls out and they walk to their bullpen together talking of Friday night.
3 months have passed and Callen's team is seeing just how good Deeks really is. He really is good at his job and Sam is a bit surprised and impressed, that a cop could be that good. But then he remembers last week in the gym when he and Callen were sparring and Mike and Deeks came in to spar also.
*Flashback*
Mike Barrows was wearing all sorts of protective gear and Sam couldn't figure out why. Kensi was working out on the heavy bag and Renko was hitting the speed bag but as soon as he saw Barrows dressed up with all that gear he knew. Deeks was gonna spar with him He took his gloves off, drained his water bottle, and went over to get a good seat. These matches were always good. Kensi noticed Renko going over to watch so decided she would to. She asked Renko why Barrows was wearing all that protective gear.
"Once they get started, Kensi, you'll see. Deeks is very careful when he spars with one of us just in case he gets into it, and he feels better if we wear the gear. Now watch." And Renko smiles as Deeks walks out and bows slightly to his opponent.
They circle each other for a minute and then Deeks goes into action. He moved so fast, Kensi doesn't really know what happened but Barrows was on the floor already looking up at Deeks with a bewildered look on his face. That went on for almost 30 minutes before Sam decided to get in on the action.
"Hey Deeks, let me have a try. I have a few moves that maybe you have never seen before. Unlike Barrows here, who you've probably sparred with quite a bit." Sam grins to himself and thinks 'I'll show him what a seal can do.'
Barrows starts taking off the protective gear for Sam to use and Sam says he doesn't need it.
"If you want to spar with me, you need to wear the gear." Deeks tells him.
"Nope, nuh uh, not gonna happen. You afraid I'm gonna have an edge if I don't wear the gear?" Sam sneers.
"Please wear the gear Sam. I don't want to hurt you." Deeks pleads with the man.
To no avail though it seems as Sam says, "Let's get it on Deeks." And smiles at him like a kid in a candy shop.
"Remember, I asked you to wear the gear. Twice!" Deeks states.
"Yeah, yeah, Deeks. Let's see whatcha got." He says as he launches a powerful fist at Deeks's face. Deeks unleashes several, rapid, punches to Sams torso from his diaphragm to his upper chest and Sam is a little out of it when Deeks spins him around and gives him a short knuckle strike to his lower back dropping Sam like a bad habit.
Deeks looks at Sam laying there and bends over to tell him, "This is why I ask sparring partners to wear the gear. If your front is protected, I wouldn't have been able to get to your back like I did. You'll be able to move again in a few minutes. I collapsed a nerve bundle in your back. Next time, if there is a next time, you'll maybe listen to me and wear the gear. Oh, and by the way, never, ever, assume that because you're some extra special seal that you're the best at everything. Someone may surprise you." Deeks stands up then and feels bad but the feeling is only momentary. After all, Sam started it.
Kensi is beside herself. She's never seen anyone beat Sam or beat him that fast. Deeks is a whole lot more than meets the eye she is starting to figure out.
*End Of Flashback*
As Callen's team descends to the firing range for a little practice, they take notice of the other team already in there shooting. Renko says, "Watch Deeks. He'll show you how to shoot."
Callen replies with, "There's no one better at shooting than Kensi. Maybe close, but not better."
"Watch and learn." And Renko smiles.
Deeks is at the station in front of the door so Callen's whole team can see him. He sends his target out to the second stop and assumes the shooting position and empties his clip. When he pulls his target in, everyone can see his grouping is no larger than a small circle.
"I've never seen anything like that before," Sam mentions.
"Wait," Renko says, "He's not done yet."
Deeks hangs another target and sends it out again to the second stop, picks up his gun with his left hand, assumes a shooting position, and empties the clip again. He brings the target in and they all can see this grouping of shots is just as good as the first. "Well, we know the man can shoot and fight good." Sam mutters. As the team leaves the range, Sam tells Deeks, "I was wrong about you Agent Deeks." And holds his hand out.
Deeks shakes it and a weight seems to lift off of his shoulders. It's starting to feel a lot more like he belongs here he thinks.
Minutes turn into hours, hours turn into days, days turn into weeks and before he knew it, another month has come and gone. He's been an agent for 4 months now and has enjoyed pretty much all of it. There was just a little bump in the road at the beginning with Sam but it seems that they have ironed out their differences. He's seen Kensi several times outside of work and that has been extremely pleasurable. He's been thinking of asking her out for dinner some time, just the two of them, but thinks it may be too early yet. As he walks into the bullpen holding two cups of coffee and a bag of white, powdered donuts, he heads directly to Kensi's desk. As soon as she sees the bag, her face lights up with the biggest smile and Deeks tells himself that he did good. As he sits the goods down on her desk he hears, "Shaggy! Is that really you?"
Deeks can't believe it. That voice sounded just like a friend of his he hasn't seen in several years. He spins around and there she is, "Velma!" He hollers and runs over to engulf her in a hug. "How are you? What are you doing here? You look good. I see you've let your hair grow out. They look good." He bombards Nell until she puts up a hand so she can get a word in edgewise.
"I'm fine. I started working here today. And my hair has been this length for quite some time." Nell replies and then smiles. "What are you doing here Detective Deeks?"
"I work here also Nell, and it's no longer Detective but Agentnow."
"I'm so glad you got smart and got out of LAPD before they got you killed Marty. You were always too good to be just a cop."
Hearing Nell say that brings Sam's head up and he thinks of the mistake he made about Deeks at the beginning. He knows better now. Deeks is good at what he does.
Callen and Kensi are both watching the exchange between Nell and Deeks when Callen chuckles and asks Deeks, "Is there anyone you don't know?"
Deeks face blushes a little and he answers with, "She was an instructor at a seminar I attended and we sort of hit it off. At the time, we had similar interests in the field of law enforcement. She's been my Velma ever since."
Nell comes back with, "And you've been my Shaggy. But, right now I need to talk to Hetty. Talk to you later?"
"You betcha Nell!" And he watches her scamper over to Hetty's desk.
The following week as he was having a drink after hours with Renko, Mike tells him that the upcoming week he'll be gone. Hetty told him today that Dir. Vance needs him for an undercover op so Callen's team is going to be a man short again. "Maybe you should go back to Callen's team now. Mindy is gonna be heading back to San Diego soon and she's going to need a fourth also. She's going to need to get one from the graduates of the next FLETC class. So, Marty, it's time to fish or cut bait. I've also noticed you and Kensi getting along rather well. What's up with that?"
"I don't know Mike. There's something about her that's mesmerizing. There was a time or two the last time we all stopped for drinks that I was talking to her and actually got lost in her eyes. I just feel so alive when I'm with her. When we dance, she fits like a piece of a puzzle. I'm stuck in a conundrum. I just don't know what's going on or what to do about it."
"Well, figure it out Marty. Figure it out before she's not there anymore. When we go out as a team, I'm sure you've noticed all the guys that drool all over themselves as they watch her dance or walk around. One of these times, she's going to find someone that trips her trigger and then all you're going to have are 'what ifs'."
"Yeah, I know. I've been contemplating asking her out for dinner but the chance never comes up. If she isn't working on a case, then I am. But I think I'll try asking her tomorrow. Things have been rather quiet the past few days."
"You do that Marty, you just do that." And Renko smiles in his glass of beer.
When Deeks walks in to the mission the next morning, his mind is on asking Kensi out for dinner and he wasn't watching where he was walking when he practically ran her over in the hall. "Kensi! I was just thinking of you."
"You were huh? What about?" She coyly asks.
"Well, I was thinking of asking you out on a date. A dinner date actually. So, would you like to go out for dinner with me later this week?"
"I think I could do that. Yes, Deeks, I'll go out for dinner with you." She says demurely.
"Friday night sound good?" Deeks asks.
"Yes, that would be fine."
"I'll pick you up at 7pm Friday then."
"That sounds good Deeks. See you at 7." She replies and heads to her desk forgetting about the sugary delights he has in the donut bag. As she sits down, she watches him walk towards her with the forgotten bag of donuts and thinks to herself, 'Is it Friday yet?'
Dinner was an absolute success Kensi thought and then it was off to a club for dancing.
He took her hand as she stepped out of the car after opening the door for her. He twined his fingers with hers, and she gripped his arm a little possessively with her free hand and leaned into his body as they walked into the club. The loud music was making her tingle – though she told herself it was just the music and not the closeness of the hot man next to her – as he ordered their drinks. They tapped their glasses of JD together before taking a sip and never taking their eyes off each other. Soon they were dancing together, rubbing up against each other and she could feel the electricity between them and it was mind-blowing. Deeks made sure to keep his hands in a respectable position on her body, but right then she wanted them to roam.
This wasn't good. Kensi was becoming enraptured in the feel of Deeks holding her and the way his body rubbed against hers in the mass of people. Deeks was so enamored with dancing with Kensi, he suddenly forgot himself and bent down, brushing his lips lightly across her neck and bare shoulder in a light kiss. Feeling Deeks' lips on her shoulder made her do something completely insane. One of her hands slid around his neck, the other slid under the back of his shirt, spreading across his bare skin, the tips of her fingers sliding into the back of his jeans under the waist band. Deeks instantly straightened and Kensi could feel his muscles contract at her action. In fact, she was a little surprised herself. What made her do that? Better yet, what made Deeks brush his lips across her shoulder? Well, whatever, I'm just going to relax and enjoy it as she snuggled in to his neck and breathed in his unique smell. Their time together went by faster than she wanted and before she knew it, they were standing outside of her door. "I really had a nice time tonight Deeks. It was fun."
"Well Kensi, maybe we could do it again soon?" He comments.
"I'm sure that can be arranged Deeks. Soon."
As soon as she says that, Deeks reaches up and his thumb traces her lips as he says, "You have such gorgeous lips." He was staring at her mouth intently, just rubbing his thumb slowly over her skin and muttering, "Such soft skin." His fingers started moving across her cheek and down to her neck, gently touching the skin over and over. Kensi closed her eyes at the touch, and she slowly gave in to the soft caress of his fingers swiping over her skin. She could feel herself melt into his touch, and she gasped when his lips replaced his fingers. Deeks' other hand cradled the back of her head as his mouth moved over her soft skin. His scruff tickled her neck as he moved down and she shivered as his tongue met her neck. Deeks didn't stop at her neck, oh no, he kept moving up to her jaw and her cheek, pulling away before meeting her lips. Kensi opened her eyes, meeting his blue ones. She quivered with impatience as her hands couldn't stop themselves any longer and moved to touch him. They slid up the front of his torso and curled around his neck, sending goose bumps down her spine as she skimmed across his skin. Deeks placed his forehead on hers and she lost herself in his closeness, merely an inch from her mouth. "I don't know what to do, Kensi." Deeks uttered longingly. "I shouldn't be feeling this way about you but I do."
The strain to not kiss him was unbearable. It was just too easy to lean forward and take his mouth with hers. So she did. What had took her over to make such a move? God, he was just so hot. Her heartbeat went wild, as this 'out of this world' kiss, took over her mind and body. She instantly lost the ability to see, hear, or form conscious thoughts, becoming instead, a creature of pure passion. She moaned slightly and opened her mouth, melting into him. Automatically, his arms lowered to her waist to pull her close, and hers rose to lock around his neck. The full-body contact was the next shock, and to her recollection, nothing had ever felt so good. Every cell in her body was fully awake, and it felt like electricity running through her body. He was kissing her with a passion now, and she never wanted him to stop. He feels her catch her breath, and he runs his hand into her hair, slipping his other arm around her waist to draw her closer into him. He intensifies the kiss, his tongue finding hers. It takes all he has not to moan, to breathe her name against her lips. Instead, he pours his passion into the kiss. To his surprise, a whimper slips from her lips and then she moans, just slightly. It sends shivers through him, clear to his toes as he feels like a teenager once more. He breathes deeply, his fingers twining into her hair, holding her close. He forces himself to remember where he is. He pulls back, opening his eyes to look into hers. God, she's beautiful.
She stares up at him, clearly shaken. "Oh, my God. That felt like heaven opening the gates." She stopped, not sure if she should tell him that he'd made the earth move for her. She's not sure if she's ready to admit that he had such an effect on her.
Deeks was thinking that this was Kensi. To have her in his arms now seemed like nothing short of a miracle of the highest order. Almost like a birthday cake candle wish. Everything that made him Marty Deeks was focused solely on her; there was nothing beyond the two of them at this moment, this spectacular, precious, moment. His thoughts then turned to Renko and his advice. I figured it out Mike and he bent his head in for one more kiss and losing all of his senses to concentrate on her.
A/N 4: Remember, this is farfetched fiction that I wanted to see. I wrote it for my personal enjoyment. No other rhyme or reason for it. With that said again, thank you one and all for reading it this far.