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So here sit he next chapter, it is set in season 2, episode 20 'The Job'. I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS: LA, nor any of the lines I have taken from the show.
Deeks was pulled from his sleep by the bed shaking slightly. His first confused thought was what the hell G was up to, and as such he cracked open one eye and squinted up at the man with an intelligent "huh?" being all the words he could manage to make.
Callen looking down at the sound, chuckled at the sight that greeted him. Marty looked so grumpy, and yet adorable with his hair sticking up all over the place and a pout on his lips. "A minor earthquake. Go back to sleep."
"Huh." Deeks replied before closing his eyes and drifting once more into oblivion, leaving Callen to read his book in peace.
The three men on the team were in the bullpen, preparing for the start of another day. Sam and Deeks were going through reports, while Callen was getting himself and Marty a coffee before planning on doing the same thing. He had just placed Marty's cup by his elbow when Kensi arrived carrying three large paper bags.
"Ooh, good morning." She said smiling at her teammates.
"Now, that is some serious retail theory." Callen replied looking at the bags with a raised eyebrow. What had caused her to go shopping to that extent, before nine in the morning? Or more to the point, who?
"You break up with that guy?" Sam asked thinking along the same lines as Callen. It was the most obvious reason in his mind, for any woman to shop. Or though, Michelle came up with many others, all the time.
"She broke up with a guy." Deeks agreed not looking up from what he was reading. He knew his partner well, and he knew that that relationship had gone the way of all her others.
"You don't know that." Kensi replied in affront. How could Deeks be so sure of his words? Even if they were true.
At that Deeks looked up with a smirk as he responded.
"You stopped eating tofu scrambles and doing extra crunches at the gym. You know what that means? So long, brother."
And Kensi looking at the smirk on his face couldn't think of any come back for that one. Damn it. Therefore she turned to the bags she had in her hands.
"These are your personalised survival kits." She said instead, handing one of the brown bags to Sam and another to Deeks.
"What's in these things?" Deeks asked grabbing his. He was intrigued about what his partner had gotten him.
"You brought us survival kits?" Callen asked at almost the same time, taking the bag from Kensi when she turned to give him the last one.
"No offense, but survival kits are for urban sissies who don't know how to make a flotation device out of a pair of pants." Sam responded with a smug look. And as Deeks tried to think of something to say to the obviously crazy man sitting beside him Callen continued Sam's thought.
"Or how to extract the venom out of a horned viper using only a twig and a shoelace."
Wait did G really know how to do that? Deeks wondered, while also wondering when the hell he had ever needed to extract the venom of a horned viper with those things. It was far too specific in his mind to not have happened to the man he loved. It seemed there was still a lot he did not know about his favourite superspy. Bu hey, wasn't that always the case? And he was going to enjoy spending his life finding out. Therefore he decided to jump on the band wagon of dissing people who had survival kits. "Or how to make a latte without soy milk."
That got him a look from both the senior agents but he was too busy pulling out the contents of the bag Kensi had gotten him to truly notice. And hey, that was a major problem for most people in LA, let's be honest.
"Last night's tremor made me realise you never know when the big one's gonna hit." Kensi replied taking off her coat and ignoring the words from her team. She had expected nothing less from them when she had decided to make them the kits. But at least she was preparing, and in doing so preparing them as well.
"There was an earthquake last night?" Sam asked looking up at her. He hadn't felt anything.
"Crack of dawn. Shook me right out of bed. You guys didn't feel it?" Kensi asked, surprised by the question. How could they have not noticed it?
"I was reading." Callen shrugged in reply.
"Deep sleeper." Came Sam's answer.
And as for Deeks, well sure he had woken up, but it had been a tiny tremor. Nothing to worry about. "You forget, I am from Califon.I.A. We don't get out of bed for anything less than a six."
"Okay, see, that is the problem. Everyone is so blasé about earthquakes in this city. You need to be prepared!" Kensi answered determined to make the see what she did.
"You know what? Kensi's got a point. Doesn't hurt to have supplies on hand. I got a crank radio, MRE's, and some iodine tabs." Callen agreed, liking what Kensi had put in his kit. It seemed she knew he well.
Sam too delved into his kit to find out what Kensi had packed for him in his personalised kit. "Flashlight. Sweet KA-BAR." Got to love any lady who feels you should have a good knife on hand in times of need.
"Uh, SPF-70 sunblock, Chapstick and a seafoam-green Slanket? Really? What are you trying to say here?" Deeks asked pulling his things out. No weapons or radio's for him. Oh no, he got a slanket, even if it was nice and fluffy and warm. That was not the point.
"Come on, everyone knows you're a little… delicate." Kensi replied smirking at her partner, deciding he really didn't have a leg to stand on considering his arms were already in the slanket she had gotten him. Not to mention he knew the exact colour. Not light green, or mint green, no he said seafoam-green. Yep, she had definitely made the right choice.
"Don't worry Deeks, I'll share my MREs if you let me share your slanket." Callen said before the other man could respond to Kensi's choice of words. He had nothing against the idea of curling up under the fluffy blanket with the man he loved. Nothing at all.
"Fine, but I still don't see why I haven't got any cool toys." Deeks grumbled, though the idea of sharing the slanket with G, did mollify him a bit. Only a little bit.
It was at that point they were interrupted by the sound of an air horn blasting through the mission. Turning they saw Eric standing at the top of the steps with a smile on his face. It looked like they had a case.
And what a case it was. It started as a simple investigation into who had tried to rob a secure warehouse out at Pendleton, but it soon turned into something much more when the man they were investigating killed his former accomplice in front of Kensi while she was undercover. The guy was crazy, and Deeks worried about his partner. Then the house that Kensi and the mark were in blew up and they lost contact with her. That was never good, but at least they knew she hadn't died in the explosion. The only thing they could do then was make sure they staked out the warehouse, and hoped Kensi was with the guy when they returned to steal what he wanted.
It was with that thought that Deeks waited in the dark warehouse. Waited and watched as two black clothed people made their way inside. It took him half a minute to recognise one of them as his partner. He knew the way she moved pretty well by now. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief at the proof she was alive, and it wasn't until that moment that he realised how worried he had been that they had lost her. He stayed there, hidden from view as he watched and waited. They needed to know what it was the guy was after before they took him down, but at least now he had his partners back.
"Freeze! Federal agents!" came Callen's call. They were the words Deeks had been waiting for, as such he moved so he was at the side of 'robbers', ready to protect Kensi, because that was his job. He knew Sam and G could take care of the rest.
"Put your hands up where we can see them." came Sam's voice adding to Callen's words. Deeks stayed hidden. Stayed where he could watch his partners back.
"You good Kens?" Callen asked, the words being Deeks signal to move if needs be.
"Better now." Came Kensi's reply, almost causing a smile to appear on Deeks' face as she took of her balaclava. She was fine, everything was gonna be fine.
Of course that changed in a second when the guy grabbed Kensi and held a gun to her head. Deeks didn't think, all he did was move as he shouted out "Drop it!"
Everything then happened so quickly. The guy started firing at Callen and Sam, before turning to fire on Deeks' own position. But that was the opening his partner needed, she pulled away from him, only to receive a punch in the jaw from her actions. Oh hell no. No one was allowed to hit his partner. Not on his watch. Therefore Deeks didn't even hesitate to run to the guy, grabbing his shoulder before pulling back and punching him with everything he had, knocking him to the ground.
"See that right there, that's for hitting my partner." He said as he trained his weapon on the man once more.
"Like you said, the job has its hazards." Kensi spat at the man on the ground. She was so glad to be rid of him, he was a scum bag of the worst order in her mind.
"Oh. That really hurts, huh?" Deeks asked, seeing that G and Sam had their guns trained on the guy and therefore taking the time to shake out his now throbbing hand. Damn it had been a while since he had punched someone, he always forgot the pain you felt after the satisfaction had worn off.
"Yeah." Kensi agreed nursing her jaw and turning to give Deeks a very croaked smile as she did so.
And Callen watching on nodded to himself. They really were a great team together. He had watched them turn from two very different people into a unit, and he couldn't be happier for either of them. It seemed the man he loved had found himself a partnership close to the one he and Sam had. And in their line of work, it was needed. That bond between partners, once formed, was a force to be reckoned with. And watching Marty and Kensi standing there sharing a smile after such a case, he knew it had been formed. Good.
When they finally got back to the mission Deeks insisted on wrapping his hand as they got a run down on how everything had been sorted out from Nell and Eric. It still hurt like a bitch.
"You know, I don't know about the rest of you but I'm starving." Callen said, gathering up his bag and coat, ready to head out for the night. He felt they could all do with a nice meal and friendly conversation.
"Dinner on you, G?" Sam asked his eyebrow raising at the idea of getting his partner to pay.
"Anywhere but Chinese. You guys in?" Callen asked referencing there latest case as he turned to his lover and his partner. He wanted to make sure Kensi knew she was as welcome as Sam was.
"Rain check. Can't really chew." Kensi replied pointing to her jaw which was slowly turning dark blue from where she had been hit.
"I think I'm gonna go home and spend some quality time with my slanket." Deeks replied smiling up at G as he did so. He knew the other man would understand what he wasn't saying right then.
And Callen did. he knew that in truth Marty was gonna go round to Kensi's, go and be with his partner when she needed him to be, and he had nothing against that. Therefore all he did in response to Marty's words was to move round so he was standing behind him. He then bent down and placed a kiss onto his forehead, before muttering in a voice too low for anyone else to overhear "make sure you save a space under that slanket for me." before standing up once more.
"Always." Came back Deeks' reply, causing a smile to appear on Callen's face as he made his way out of the mission with his partner at his side.
Kensi was just settling in for the night when a knock came at her door. She didn't know who it was, but she really wasn't up for company. But as she pulled the curtain aside and saw her partner standing on her steps she realised she changed her mind. Opening the door she asked "what are you-?" but before she could finish Deeks interrupted her.
"I was gonna call but I was already out front, so it seem kind of, uh, redundant."
"Come in." Kensi replied, opening the door fully for him to enter.
"Wow, you just finished taping an episode of hoarders?" Deeks asked, the place was filled with stuff. It was the complete opposite to how G's house used to be before he had moved in.
"ha ha ha. Is there a reason you're here?" Kensi replied back, finding herself glad he was there. Glad that he had come to make sure she was alright, because she knew that was what had motivated his visit. That was the kind of guy Deeks was after all.
"I've got dinner. I got me a burger, and you a smoothie." Deeks responded holding out the pack of beers he had brought, one slot which contained the fore-mentioned smoothie.
"I'll take a beer. So Callen okay with you coming over?" Kensi asked moving to the couch with the beer in hand.
"He's having dinner with his partner, I can have dinner with mine, right? And really? Top Model?" Deeks replied moving to sit next to her. It was only then he noticed what was on the screen. Was he really going to have to watch this? Of course the answer to that was a yes. And if he found himself enjoying it slightly, he would never tell anyone, even on the pain of death, nope he would never say a word.
When Deeks finally made his way home it was to find G sat on the couch, wrapped in his slanket holding a book in one hand, and stroking Monty's head with the other.
"Good night?" Deeks asked as he made his way over to the pair.
"Yeah. You?" Callen asked back, putting down his book to smile up at the man he loved as he pulled one of his arms from the slanket and held it up to allow Marty to join him.
"Yeah." Deeks replied sinking down on the couch, snuggling up to G as he pushed his arm through the one free hole.
As soon as Deeks had joined him on the couch Callen had wrapped his now free arm around him pulling him into his side before turning to give him a gentle kiss on the lips. It was nothing more than a welcome home. A way to show how glad he was to have him beside him.
"Good." He finally responded when their lips parted. He then picked up his book once more and started to read it out loud, while Marty lay against him and took over stroking Monty.
It was to the soothing sound of G's voice that Deeks drifted off to sleep, safe and warm wrapped in his boyfriends arms, and their new slanket. Hmm, maybe Kensi hadn't had such a bad idea buying it after all.