For caskettdensi, who requested: "Officer Marty Deeks arrests an undercover Kensi and she can't break cover"
"I wouldn't do that if I were you."
Kensi curses internally. When she gets back to the mission she's going to have a little chat with Parker about his liaising skills.
She raises her hands, letting her finger come up off the trigger, but not releasing the gun. "Really? Did you just walk off a Hollywood set or something?"
"I thought it was slightly more creative than 'Stop or I'll shoot.' Was I wrong?"
"Eh." She shrugs. "Neither are great."
He gestures with the barrel of his gun. "Put it on the ground."
She considers her options only a moment before realizing she only has one. Santiago is on the other side of the street, two uniforms holding their weapons on him. He keeps glancing over at her, eyes flickering between apprehension and anger.
She bends over slowly, making sure to give the officer the best view she can manage, and carefully sets her weapon down.
She stands and he holsters his sidearm, retrieving a set of handcuffs as he steps up behind her.
"Nice ass," he says as he slips a cuff around her wrist.
She brushes her back against his chest as his fingers wrap around her other arm. "Yeah?"
"Yeah."
She looks over her shoulder and gives him her most seductive smile, face inches from his. His eyes are blue and his teeth are white and, damn, he's a little bit gorgeous.
"But you're not my type." He wrenches the metal around her other wrist, pinching her skin as he clicks it closed. "And you're under arrest."