There's no logical explanation for why this California surfer boy looks like a professional on the ice.
At least, that's what Kensi is telling herself as she watches her partner skate around the outdoor rink with ease. Her cold hands grip the even colder support bar as she balances herself, trying to remember how long it's been since she attempted ice skating. The last memory she has involved holding both of her parents' hands, and the loving glance that passed between them as they slowly skated together as a family. It had been twenty years ago, at least.
Watching the couples skate, she realizes how romantic this actually is. Holding hands, supporting each other, incidental touching if one person falls into the other - it's sweet, and fun, and it's something that she never knew until that moment that she wanted to do. Watching her partner show off his moves, she smiles to herself and thinks she might need a little bit of practice first. She probably just needs a few laps around the rink to regain her balance, and then she'll be able to skate circles around Deeks. Maybe.
A whoosh breaks her out of her daydream as Deeks skids to a halt (in overly dramatic fashion of course) right beside her. He's slightly out of breath and his cheeks are bright and rosy. "You see anything suspicious?"
She shakes her head. "Nothing has caught my eye. I think keeping everybody out in public turned out to be a good idea. Although, Sam's gonna break a hip if he falls on the ice one more time."
"I worry more about him breaking the ice than the ice breaking him," he says with a smirk. His eyes drop to her white knuckles on the support bar, and he extends a hand to her. "Come on, skate with me."
Kensi raises an eyebrow but removes her hand anyway, placing it in his. He is surprisingly warm, and that warmth radiates through her from her head to her icy cold toes. "I can skate on my own," she says defensively. Not that she wants him to (ever) let go.
"Of course you can." Sure enough, after adjusting to the skates and finding her balance, she is skating beside him with ease. She's not about to attempt a Salchow by any means, but she's holding her own and having fun. A lot of fun.
"We should do this again," she blurts out. "I mean, if we can manage to not instigate a shoot-out today, which is highly unlikely, so we'll probably be banned for life. So yeah...nevermind. Bad idea."
Deeks smiles warmly at her and squeezes her hand. "No. We should definitely do this again."