A/T: This story was originally supposed to be one-shot, but since you asked for more...here it is!
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Kensi leaned forward and placed her hand on the bathroom door to support herself. She heard everything. Every single bit of the conversation between Deeks and Talia.
How could she not have seen this coming? During these four years of their partnership, Deeks always bragged about his active love life. Was she so delusional that she actually believed that everything had changed since that night they spent together? That HE had changed?
Did he and Talia sleep together during her mission in Afghanistan, or after he ended things up with her? Either way, she felt betrayed, hurt and disappointed. She trusted her heart to this man and all he did was break it like he broke every single promise he ever made to her.
She was desperately trying to hold back her tears but her battle for resolve was quickly lost. All she wanted to do was smash the bathroom mirror, punch the door, break anything within her sight. More than anything though, she wanted to hurt Deeks. She wanted him to feel the pain that was slowly breaking her into pieces.
Even if according to Deeks that night with Talia meant nothing, to Kensi it meant everything. Not only did he betray her, but he was more than willing to lie to her about it. His loyalty and honesty were now compromised.
She was on a classified mission across the world, but she found a way to contact him. She faced her ex fiancée, but she knew her heart belonged to Deeks. She experienced torture, but his vision soothed her pain. That man defined her existence, and now he so easily destroyed her.
What did she do wrong? She sat on the floor with her head in her hands sobbing; trying to pin point the exact moment when she lost him. Then again, maybe she never really had him.
She was desperately trying to justify him in her mind, but the pain in her already aching heart was just too much for her to handle. So, he was lonely and depressed. Well, so was she during those five months but cheating on him never crossed her mind. The one thought that kept her sane and strong, was coming back to him.
The more she thought about it, the more her anger consumed her and soon her hands were clenched into fists. He chased her for all these years and pushed her limits. He dared her to take the leap, and she did. She took his hand and jumped into a new chapter in her life. But it looks like Deeks let go of her hand somewhere along the way. He promised to be patient, but he failed miserably.
She stood by his side after his traumatic experience with Sidorov. Even if he kept shutting her out, she never gave up on him. She helped him heal and find himself back. She defended his questionable actions to Hetty. She was simply there for him and it wasn't because of guilt for leaving chained on that chair. It was because she cared and loved him more than anyone else in the world.
When SHE needed him though, he was nowhere to be found. He didn't know how much she needed his presence at nights. He didn't know how she kept herself up because she was afraid of the nightmares that haunted her. He didn't know that even though the scars on her face had faded away, there were more hiding below her layers of clothes. He didn't notice the dark circles under her eyes. He didn't notice that she had stopped eating and lost almost ten pound since she had gotten back.
He had missed all these changes on her because he had simply stopped looking at her the way he did in the past. Deeks reacted to his own trauma with withdrawal. Kensi on the other hand, needed his support. She needed him! But instead of devoting some valuable time to his partner, Deeks chose to turn her down and go back to where they started.
All this time he pretended to be invested in this relationship more than she ever was, but it was all a lie. After all, this was Deeks. The guy who loved the game more than the actual victory. He loved to dream, but didn't care to make those dreams come true. He loved the thrill more than normality.
How could she have missed the signs? Surely, on the job she could trust him with her life, but when it came to matters of the heart, he had a congested past.
Anger, fury and a bit of hatred clouded her mind. She didn't hate him for breaking her heart though. She hated him for tricking her into believing she could have a future with him. For dreaming a house in the suburbs with kids running around and weird neighbors. Kensi Blye never truly cared for such things. But since that shaggy, overly smug Detective forced himself into her life, that was all she could think about.
No! She wouldn't allow herself to be defeated and broken. She couldn't let him see her like this. Kensi Blye survived Afghanistan, so she would sure as hell survive a heartache.
She stood up and walked to the sink. She wiped the hot tears that were streaming down her cheeks and poured some cold water on her face. Wonder women don't cry! She took three deep breaths and regained her briefly lost composure.
She wasn't willing to let her sorrow show, but she wasn't willing to give Talia the satisfaction of victory either. She released her hair from the rubber band, put on her most confident face so that Deeks would get a clear view of what he had lost and walked out the bathroom looking hotter than ever, give him a taste of what he had missed.