Forgive me if I make any mistakes with the script. Does anyone know the correct dialogue for the conversation between Hetty and Kensi at the end of the episode? And sooooo sorry for the long wait! I have so much homework and with buying gifts for Christmas and writing a newsletter, and working on my hopefully-will-become-#1-best-seller original stories etc, I haven't had much time to update. But hopefully, will start soon!
And please, if anyone knows the script for the Densi break up scene, that would be greatly appreciated! (three hearts)
Hearing, that after coming home after months of not seeing my team, talking to my team, or even being in America, that I couldn't even work with my own partner, was shocking, but I wasn't surprised.
After some agent died, Hetty would probably want to keep me "safe" from myself. She must've been afraid that I'd freeze or something like that. She's smart, becuase I probably would. But it was time to put on a show, the Kensi Blye is Sane show.
I couldn't stop myself from giving Nell a mean glare. She didn't do anything. I'd just thought that she'd say something. But she smiled a bit, and I continued up, watching them leave the Mission. I went upstairs into Ops.
There was Eric on his computer, typing away and I just decided to sit down and chill out, knowing I'd be no help at all. I couldn't believe I was back home. I was playing a tablet that someone had given me, and I was bored as hell, and knew that I would better off in the field with Deeks. Like old times.
Time flew by and then it didn't. I sat next to Eric and began to annoy him. Just for fun.
"Could you please stop?" he asked, his voice a little aggravated.
"I tap and I hum when I'm bored. I also whistle and I click my tongue." I said, continuing my "annoyingness." Eric continued typing and I went down to the bathroom. I saw flashes of it. I hurried into the bathroom, and made sure to put on the smiling Kensi.
I went into a stall and locked the door, once making sure that no one was in there. "Come on, Kensi." I told myself. "You can survive without him."
Another flash. Whipping. I touched my back, kind of feeling the rough scars that rested on my back. I could still feel the pain. Tears.
"No." I said. "No." I swung open the door and washed my face at least 5 times until I had to courage to go upstairs again. I went into Ops and found that I was alone. Only for the few techs and the computers.
I just kind of zoned out the rest of the day, until Nell came back.
"Hey, Nell." I said. "How was the field?"
She started saying a few things, but the part that really got me was, ""You know when you really want something. And you get it but somehow it's not the way wanted it at all." Of course I did.
After the case was solved, we all were downstairs when Hetty called me to her desk.
"Due Adrian Davis' cooperation the DOJ has decided to consider his punishment, time served." said Hetty.
"That's great!" I said. Hopefully this would go in the right direction.
"Yes." said Hetty, still keeping a straight face, but with a little smile
Here it goes: "Would you consider uhmm... doing the same for me?"
"Keeping you here wasn't meant as punishment, Ms.. Blye." said Hetty.
"I know." I said quietly. Better than being beaten.
"The truth is, I don't know, if you're ready. That being said, I don't know that keeping you here would provide... revelations. We won't know, will we? Until you're back out there." said Hetty, like a concerned mother, and then smiled a bit.
I smiled. A real smile. I was back, for real.
"Your friends have missed you, dearly. Go." said Hetty. I went back over to Deeks.
Once Deeks and I pretended to reconnect after so long, the guys went home and it was us in the driveway, sitting by the car.
"Do you want to go?" he asked, not mentioning how today went. Which I was glad for. I didn't need to be reminded.
"Yeah. I think that would be okay." I said, softly, trying not to show my distress show. Flashes of torture hug my mind. Jack. Taliban. "I found love." "Her name was Mustana." "We had a daughter." "I let go of my past." "I'm not the man you remember."
I feel Deeks' strong arms around me and touch my cheek. Tears. I must've thought too hard.
The next thing he says kind of hurts, but is also the truth on so many levels.
"I don't know if you're ready, Kens." he said, brushing away my tears.
"I don't know, Deeks. As long as I can convince them that-" I started.
"What? That you're okay? That you're not thinking about this all the time? That you're crying in the bathroom?" he said. "And for what, just to go into the field and freeze up all of a sudden while the bad guys are shooting at us?" He looks at me and brushes some stray hairs off of my face. "I can't loose you again."
"And you won't." I said, pulling about of arms and getting into the passenger seat. "Let's just go."
He didn't say anything the whole ride back to my house. Neither did I.