You all are amazing. I'm so glad you're enjoying this and that you believe it to be of the characters. I'm still working on replying to your reviews. I did half today. And I just got back from my powder puff game that my team unfortunately lost 12-6. Had we had another minute I could have thrown us a touchdown. Sad face. Anyways, I'm about to collapse so I wanted to get this to you before I do.
Chapter 3: First Goodbye
He awoke once more only this time not due to nightmares, but a wonderful scent coming from the kitchen. He noticed the significant lack of weight on his lap and lack of warmth. Kensi was gone. Rising to find out just what was the source of the smell, Deeks made his way to his kitchen.
Kensi was there bustling around from the stove to the counter and fridge and back again. She was currently buried in the fridge.
"Seriously? No orange juice? What person doesn't have orange juice?" She muttered incredulously to herself.
"I don't like it." Kensi spun around startled by Deeks's sudden presence.
"Hey you're up." She observed.
"So are you." He said with a smirk.
"Why don't you have orange juice?"
"I don't like it. It always tastes bad."
"What are you talking about? You're crazy. Orange juice is delicious." She argued.
"Your eggs are burning." Deeks said nodding to the eggs cooking on the stove top. Kensi made haste to the stove top and quickly flipped the omelette seeing that it had indeed begun to burn.
"Thanks alot Deeks. You just burned the eggs."
"What? That's your fault." He cried innocently.
"You distracted me."
"Kensi, there are far more pleasurable ways to distract you than bantering. That wasn't distracting." Kensi covered up her blush and rolled her eyes. She focused on putting the eggs on a plate and surrounded it with the bacon that he had smelled and an eggo waffle.
"My gosh. Cooking for an army?"
"No. For us."
"I can't eat a pound of bacon." Deeks protested.
"That's why I'm here." Kensi said with a grin. "This is what I normally make on a Saturday morning, but I figured today was special."
"Our first day as an official couple?" Deeks asked with a smile. He got his answer as Kensi smiled back sheepishly and set his plate on the now cleared off table for two.
"You didn't have to do all this Kensi."
"I know. I wanted to. I took a look around when I woke up and the one thing I saw was just takeout trash so I knew you hadn't had a properly cooked meal in a while. I tried cleaning up a little in here."
"Thank you. I'm sure it will be delicious." Deeks said genuinely grateful. He took his place at the small table and waited for Kensi to sit before he began eating. Sure enough the food was delicious. She definetely knew how to cook. He wondered who had taught her.
"My dad taught me how to cook." She said as if having heard his internal question. "He said knowing how to cook would be detrimental when he was away and mom was working and I was hungry and wanted something to eat. "
"It's good Kensi. Thanks."
"You're welcome...Marty." Se said with a playful smile.
"How come you alway call me Deeks? Only yesterday have I ever heard you call me Marty."
Kensi shrugged. "I don't know. It just sounds...normal. Calling you Marty feels a little weird."
"Probably because you never have." He joked.
"Would you like me to call you Marty?" Kensi asked.
"Not at work. I'd rather not give Sam and Callen a reason to tease us or hold our relationship over our heads. They already have enough material to work with, we don't need to add wood to the 'Densi' fire." he said using air quotes. "But here, on our own time, I wouldn't mind. But you can call me whatever you want Princess." Deeks said with a grin.
"I need a nickname for you. You have alot for me."
"Fern, Sunshine, Princess." He listed proving her point.
"Shaggy doesn't really work for me. I want one of my own."
"You can call me anything. I don't care. Just as long as it's not some really girly thing."
Kensi grinned mischievously and returned to her breakfast.
"I know that look. That means I need to watch my back."
"That's my job." Kensi said half seriously and half jokingly.
"So it is." Deeks grinned .
Breakfast quickly passed by and then it was time for Kensi to leave so she could shower and change at her place. Deeks didn't want her to leave. He was afraid of retreating back to his mind and that awful place. With Kensi around to ward off those thoughts he always felt safe.
"I have to go. I'm already going to be a little late but I'm sure they won't mind. " She said as she collected her keys.
"Please don't go." Deeks begged, his eyes sad.
"I have to." Kensi replied feeling those eyes begin to break her.
"Don't leave me Kensi. I don't want to go back to that place." He said anxiously.
"So don't. Just call me if you need to talk. Don't hesitate. I'll see you later today, alright. I'll bring dinner." Kensi said pushing up on her toes to kiss him goodbye. Deeks kissed her for longer than was necessary and he watched with a heavy heart as she left and drove away. It was going to be a long, hard day.
naaww. That's so sad. I wonder how Deeks will cope. Well, review please guys. Voice your thoughts.