Sylvia,
/Ch 5/
a/n: sorry it's been awhile, this story is proving to be more difficult than I originally thought it would be...gonna actually have to do some research on delusional stalker behavior...
...and just a reminder...flashbacks are in italics
...NCIS LA...
They hadn't said much since they'd gotten back to the apartment...Deeks had simply gone and sat down heavily on the couch; while Kensi had done a sweep of the apartment.
She stood in the doorway between the kitchen and the living room and watched her partner. He sat with his injured hands resting loosely in his lap, his eyes slightly unfocused as he stared off blankly...
...
"Come on man, this can't keep happening..." Taylor said. "Nothing has worked, and you know restraining orders aren't worth the paper they're printed on."
"What am I supposed to do man..." Deeks shot back angrily.
Looking at his friend pointedly, Taylor said, "Use the tape..."
Pushing past his friend and pacing in agitation, hands running through his hair, Deeks protested vehemently, "No...Hell, no...No one is ever gonna see that tape..."
"Why not...it's enough to charge her...prove she's more than a nuisance—that she's freaking dangerous; and a criminal..." Taylor yelled back. "Why the hell are you keeping it then?"
"No...Just, no," Deeks said forcefully, "besides there's no audio, nothing to prove it wasn't consensual."
"You know as well as I do that that is not true...what's on that tape..."
Deeks glare shut him up, "Look man, I just don't want to see you get hurt anymore; hell, I don't want to deal with this shit anymore man..."
"I'm sorry, look, okay...I'll think about it...I will," Deeks pleaded with his friend, "If I can't think of anything else, okay..."
With a frustrated sigh, the other man ran a hand around his mouth, "alright, we give it a little more time...but, something has to be done...and soon..."
With that Taylor Martin walked out of Deeks apartment and that was the last time he saw his friend alive again...the last time he was to feel safe for a very long time...
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Kensi would be the first to tell the over the top detective to be shut up...tease him about his poor pick-up lines and bad jokes, sometimes his inane prattle was infuriating; but this Deeks, this quiet, withdrawn man sitting in front of her was an absolute stranger...and she found herself beyond worried for her partner...both for his physical safety and his emotional state.
Moving into the living room she sat down on the coffee table in front of him, putting her hands lightly on his knees, "Hey, it's nearly lunchtime...how bout we find something to eat?"
He started at her touch, and she couldn't help notice the subtle flinch, "Hey...hey, Deeks, it just me...you okay..."
"What, oh...yeah, I'm fine..." He said, pushing himself to sit up straighter on the couch, running his hands up and down his legs.
Trying to catch his eye, she rested a hand gently on his arm, "Hey, lunch...you hungry...?"
"Hungry...no, not hungry," he replied absently, suddenly regaining his focus he shot off the couch, "I gotta go..."
"Go, go where...wait Deeks, stop," Kensi exclaimed, jumping up to block his path to the door.
"I've got to warn them...they're all in danger...they need to know..." Deeks said, as he tried to get around his partner.
Grabbing both of his shoulders, she pushed him back several steps, "Warn who...slow down, Deeks, talk to me; who do you need to warn?"
Deeks suddenly stopped and looked at his partner like he was just now noticing her, saying impatiently, "The others...the others, Sylvia didn't just include me in her delusional fantasy...she made it a party...I gotta talk to them...warn them she's out...god, if she's hurt any of them..."
He made to move past her again, but a staying hand on his chest stopped him..."Kens, I don't have time for this..."
"Just stop a minute, okay...I'm not saying we don't warn them..." she said quietly, "instead of running around all over the city, let's call Eric...he can help us track down all the people you need to warn."
Slowly Deeks nodded his head.
....NCIS LA...
Yeah, it was short, but now I can start getting into the back story more as the team questions Deeks old college friends, find out more about Sylvia's delusional behavior from her doctor...start "torturing" our team...
...I'm taking requests/suggestions—name the team member and the torment you want to see Sylvia dish out and I'll see if I can work it in (anyone but Kensi...I don't do shipping...I am SOOO not into the supposed 'thing' they have...for me they are JUST partners)