Prompt from Tumblr: Deeks and Kensi at the airport when she comes back
A jolt, signaling the end of their flight's descent, startled Deeks from his sleep and brought him quickly back to his current reality. They were home; and they were alive. He looked down at his partner, body and mind so worn down and exhausted from her ordeal in the desert that she continued to sleep throughout the disruption of the plane's landing.
She looked nothing like she did the last time he watched her sleep. That night she was happy and comfortable, sleeping with her arms wrapped around his forearm. Her hair tickled his arm continuously throughout the night, and he loved it. He never knew he could miss something so much after only having it once in his life.
Now, she looked different. Her face was pale and her cheeks sunken in. Even in her slumber her brow was furrowed with worry. Instead of hugging his arm, she was clutching his shirt like it was her lifeline. She was still the most beautiful site he'd ever seen in his life.
He knew he needed to wake her, but he was scared. Scared of how she would react now that life could go back to normal. Would life ever be back to normal for them? While she was asleep he could still pretend that she would ask to go home, with him, when they got off the plane. They would spend the night in each other's arms and allow their embrace to destroy all the evil that afflicted them. And in the morning, they would happy.
Kensi stirred and released his shirt, stretching her arms. This was it; the time for fantasies was over, and reality was about to set in. Deeks closed his eyes and said the same silent prayer as the night she left. "Please, God. Just bring her back to me."