The beeping of the heart monitor was breaking his heart, not soothing him at all as it filled the silent room. He was leant on a chair, elbows resting on his knees whilst his hands held his chin. His eyes never left her prone body. Deeks was only covered in scratches and bruises, a miracle actually. Kensi, however, had not been so lucky and was yet to wake up. The doctors had said she'd wake up eight hours ago, and even they were getting antsy now. Looking back, it was such a bad idea.

"No." Kensi said, her voice echoing as she entered the bullpen and plopped down at her desk.

"You don't even know what i was going to suggest." Deeks protested, stil hoping she'd agree.

"That's why i'm saying no now. Safer for me in the long run." He rolled his eyes before resting his arms on her desk and leaning closely to her. "Deeks, personal space."

"You had no problem with your personal space last night, or this morning." She blushed and he chuckled.

"Woah! I thought i told you guys that i didn't want to hear about this kind of stuff." Callen said, eyes wide as he leant back in his chair and looked at the pair of them. "Did i say that Sam?"

"Sure did G, i also distinctly remember the threat of being, immobilised, for a few weeks." Callen smirked in Sam's direction.

"I forgot about that. So who wants to be immobolised first?" Kensi bubbled with outrage, staring at Callen and Sam now that Deeks had moved to his desk.

"Excuse me? I didn't say it. I told him to stop. Immobolise him." She quickly flung her arm in his direction, pointing at Deeks who sat there staring at her. "What?"

"You're giving me up to the wolves?" She shrugged. "Kens, it's the wolves! They're going to brutalise my lovely face and probably shave all my hair off." Sam and Callen merely laughed, allowing his imagination to run wild. "And then, they're going to make my hair into a wig and Sam will start wearing it and then he's going to sitting at my desk and eventually he'll take over my identity and i'll be no more." Kensi raised an eyebrow at him, a smirk on her face before she dug into the box of doughnuts that she had brought with her.

"What did you want to ask her anyway?" Sam asked Deeks, curiousity getting the better of him.

"I suggested that we should switch things up today."

"He was going to make me eat his fish tacos whilst he ate all my twinkies and snickers and peanut butter cups on the stakeout whilst i sat there staring at them disappear." Deeks rolled his eyes before throwing a mars bar at her.

"Actually, princess, i was going to suggest letting me drive your car for the day." Silence filled the bullpen. Callen and Sam exchanged wide eyed glances, small smirks on their face to match. Nobody got to drive with Kensi. Especially when it was her car that they drove to work in this morning

"She is never going to agree to that." Callen stage whispered across the desks to Sam who nodded in agreement. Deeks remained staring at his partner and girlfriend who had frozen with a doughnut halfway to her lips and her eyes narrowed in thought.

"Not a chance in hell. This is such a bad idea." Sam confirmed.

"Okay." Silence in the bullpen again. Kensi was, agreeing? Deeks grinned, throwing his fist up in the air whilst Callen nearly fell off his chair and Sam dropped his pen, and his jaw.

"You're-"

"Him?" Callen and Sam stuttered, unable to form sentences with the shock they were in.

"Yep." She chucked Deeks her keys before kicking her feet up on the desk. "Only if i get to cook dinner tonight." Deeks' smile faltered and the chuckles from the two senior agents floated around them. "So babe, how we feeling about this switch up?" She asked innocently, licking the jam off her bottom lip whilst locking eyes with him across the room. She noticed him shiver and grinned at him again.

"Deal."

That's what brought them here. He should've backed down, admitted defeat and let her have her way but it could have still happened to them. Instead he'd be on the bed. He dropped his head, running his hands through his hair. It should be him laying there. She didn't deserve to be in pain and immobile. Like Callen had warned.

Callen and Nell walked into the hospital room quietly, knocking on the door to alert Deeks of their presence. Sam and Eric had left an hour ago whilst Hetty had left two hours before them. She did have OSP to run after all. "Any changes?" Callen asked, walking to hold Kensi's hand.

"Nope, doctor's are getting worried. They're trying to act like they aren't, because of me and my mental stability with her like she is, but i've heard them. I've seen the looks on their faces. This isn't good and they know it." It was the most Deeks had said since she had arrived at the hospital twelve hours ago. He hadn't spoken at all for the four hours she was in surgery, except for one incident.

"Deeks, get yourself checked out, please." He had shook his head and continued his pacing, ignoring the presence of a small nurse standing beside her. "You're bleeding." She had added, as if he hadn't known. Deeks had merely shrugged. "Deeks, Kensi wouldn't want you to get worse." Deeks had faltered in his pacing, almost tripping into an elderly lady as she walked past. He still didn't say something, but he carried on pacing impatiently. "You're no good for Kensi in this state." She had called to him.

Callen, Sam and Eric had been telling Nell to give up and had been asking the nurse to come back when they had been updated on Kensi's condition. Nell, the stubborn pixie, had refused profusely, demanding the stricken nurse to stay and fix her friend up. The nurse, Debra, had seemed overwhelmed by the small woman and had stayed.

"No good for her like this?" Deeks had asked, stalking towards them. Nell's eyes had widened but she stiffened her spine and remained tall, as tall as she could be, and had attempted to stare him down. "What good was i to her when i was with her, healthy as can be?" She gulped, and fidgeted but remained staring at him. "What good am i to her at all if i can't protect her at one of the most mundane activities there are?" His voice had risen and she flinched, looking down at her feet. Eric had stood up, as if he was going to demand Deeks backed off, to the amusement of Callen and Sam.

"I'm sorry Deeks, but you're hurt." Nell had mumbled, sincerity dripping from her voice and it immediately made him back down. He couldn't be mad at her, or anyone else, when it was himself he was mad at.

"Nelly," the use of her nickname made her smile and look up. "The pain from my injuries are nothing to how i'm feeling inside right now." He shook his head in defeat and pulled her into a hug. "Sorry for shouting at you." She shrugged and he smiled, kissing the top of her head.

"Will you get yourself sorted to now, please?" He released her from the hug and smiled at her.

"Not until she's okay."

She still wasn't okay and the blood from his cuts had dried on his clothes and skin. He hadn't been seen to despite everyone's best efforts but he was adamant that he would be looked at when Kensi was okay. Which she clearly wasn't.

"Kensi is going to be fine." Nell whispered, her voice coming off louder than it was in the silent room. "She's a fighter." Deeks nodded, his throat blocked full of emotion.

"Why hasn't she woken up yet?" He choked out, his voice breaking as a few tears slipped from his eyes. Nell quickly scurried over and hugged him, holding him close as he let the emotions free. His body shook and tears dripped quickly off his cheeks and onto his trousers. The dam had been broken.

He cried for around ten minutes before pulling back an wiping his face free from emotion. Nell smiled reassuringly at him an went to sit on a chair in the corner, pulling out her laptop and starting to get back work on the case that they had been working on before the events of today. Callen was leaning against the wall, staring at Kensi with a look of sadness. Of course he'd be sad. That is his little sister in some kind of coma on the hospital bed.

"We've got to go." Callen said, straightening up and breaking the silence. Nell's typing faltered and she was heard sighing before packing up her stuff. "Sam's coming back in a few hours with Michelle if we haven't finished the case before then." Deeks nodded and gave his farewells, his eyes never leaving Kensi. He couldn't be blamed really.

"Come on Fern, wake up." Deeks murmured, stroking the hand nearest to him. "You made me cry. Are you happy? I cried for you. I mean, i'd cry for you for days if it meant that you'd wake up now, but i don't normally cry. I'm a manly man Kens, manly men don't cry." He laughed sarcastically, leaning back in his chair. "Who am i kidding? I'm not manly. I'm sitting here, crying and moaning and acting like a lovesick puppy."

Silence.

"That's because i am a lovesick puppy, yeah, i know." Deeks countered and growled in frustration. "Dammit Kensi, wake up!" He called to her, flinging himself from his chair and leaning over her, hoping he'd see something.

Fluttering eyelids and moving fingers. He was positive that she had moved. Leaning closer to her, he smiled encouraginly. "Come on Fern, wake up." Her eyelids continued to flutter and he leant even closer. Any closer and he would be kissing her, but he had to wake until she woke up to do that. "Fern, i'm gonna eat your jello."

Mismatched eyes were what was staring back up at him, and he had never seen such a beautiful sight.

"Kens, Deeks, you guys go talk to the wife. See if she knows anything." Callen ordered after being debriefed for their new case. They both nodded and walked out silently, thoughts whizzing around their heads for the case. A marine had supposedly stolen weapons and sensitive information before his body was found at the beach. The risk of American weapons and information being sold to terrorists or other governments were too high and this had become a high priority.

"So what do you want for dinner?" Kensi asked, breaking the silence as they drove past a fast food truck, heading towards the street where the marine's wife lived. He turned to her, grinning.

"I would suggest a roast." She rolled her eyes, knowing none of that would survive being more than a charcoaled mess with her cooking abilities. "But i'd like to eat tonight. How about spaghetti and meatballs?" She shrugged, a small smile playing on her lips. Meatballs was one thing she could actually cook, spaghetti could be done if she spent more time focusing on that instead of the tele. Or Deeks.

"Sure thing. Prepare to have your tastebuds blown away." He laughed.

"Why? Is it going to be so bad that they'd want to get away?" She punched his arm and he laughed again. She laughed along with him and went to get a chocolate bar from her glove compartment whilst they stopped at a red light.

That was when everything went wrong.

The car behind them was speeding, and ploughed into the back of the car shoving them into the middle of the crossroads onto oncoming traffic. Deeks cursed loudly, quickly trying to regain control and get them somewhere safe. Kensi was still leaning forward, quickly trying to sit up to see what was going on and noticing the cars around them swerving and braking fast. For a moment, everything went still and she heard Deeks sigh with relief.

That was when everything got worse.

An idiotic driver who was speeding and on the phone, wasn't paying attention the havoc around them and only noticed the car that was sitting in front of them too late. They ploughed into the side of the car, flipping them over twice, before it settled back on its wheels.

Deeks had stared out the window for a few seconds, trying to get his brain to work again before he looked over at Kensi. Her side door was what had been hit, the door crumpled around her, pinning her legs. The window had clearly been broken, if by the car or by her head, due to the blood dripping from cuts on it, that was unknown. Her arm looked broken and she was unconcious. He couldn't tell if she was breathing.

He clambered out of the car, weak on his legs but making it around to her side and checking her pulse. Weak, but still there. Paramedics were on site two minutes later and taking them to hospital. She had woken up on the ten minute drive to the hospital. Deeks, in his foggy mind state, hadn't thought to ring anyone, instead focusing on Kensi. He probably wouldn't have called for hours and the team wouldn't have noticed. They only found out due to Eric noticing that the GPS had been in the same point for a longer period of time than any other red lights and been aware of the crash that had taken place there. Putting two and two together, and a ring to Deeks to double check, he had informed Hetty who had then informed the rest of the team and they had all hurried to the hospital. The case had been handed over to the next ranking team, and Eric's job was taken over by a qualified `tech operator.

"Kensi." Deeks murmured, sighing with relief. She blinked up at him, confusion on her face. "Fern, you okay?"

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, few scratches and bruises, nothing major." He said, stroking her hair. "You're the one who got the brunt of it." She looked down at herself and winced. Her right arm was in a cast, as was her right leg. Her left leg was bandaged up and numerous cuts on her arms were stitched. Her head felt bandaged. She looked up at Deeks, a furious look on her face and was about to speak when a knock on the door stopped her. Sam stood there, a huge smile on his face.

"About time you woke up lazy." He said, walking over and kissing her on the head. Deeks was sitting back in his chair, more relaxed now. Sam sat on the other side, holding her hand. "How are you?"

"My car?" He tried not to look shocked but he knows he failed. She just woke up from being unconcious eight hours longer than expected and completely ignores his question to know about her car. That was Kensi for you.

"Kens, you were in a crash." She rolled her eyes and turned to look at Deeks.

"My car?" He bowed his head and looked at his hands.

"Totalled."

There was a moment of silence between the three of them before she spoke again.

"You are never driving my car again." Sam laughed loudly whilst Deeks blushed. "And when i get out of here, you are cooking me dinner." He nodded, kissing her hand. "For a week." He peppered her hand with kisses, just thankful that she was awake. "Or two, i haven't decided." He laughed.

"I'm gonna talk to the doctor." Sam said, brushing past Michelle who was walking into the room.

Deeks and Kensi exchanged a look.

"Me driving your car," He started.

"Such a bad idea." They both murmured, before grinning like idiots.

So there we go. I have no clue where that one came from, it just hit me one night as i was going to bed and i had to write it. Let me know what you thought of it, not sure if i liked it to be honest. I am working on numerous more one shots for here and a prompt too, as well as my next few chapters for That Feeling and some other stories that you should see in the next few months, so keep an eye out. O_o Love you all like always, feel free to prompt me, -Alice xo