NCIS: LOS ANGELES...
NOT THAT DIFFERENT...
DISCLAIMER:
NCIS: Los Angeles and characters do not belong to me.
What does he tell her?
The song Not That Different sung by Collin Raye does not belong to me.
SUMMARY:
Kensi and Marty are having a movie night at his apartment; he tells her something before she leaves.
What will happen between them?
CHAPTER 9: JOKES & TEARS…
INSIDE KENSI'S HOUSE…
"Mar-Marty…wait." Kensi said pulling back, still breathless from the kiss.
"What?" Marty asked with a smile. "That is not happening tonight." Kensi informed him.
"Why not," Marty inquired as his smiled faded. "One because you have been drinking and two I thought we were taking things slow…we have only been on one date." Kensi reminded him.
"Sorry, Kens, I guess it was just seeing how hot you looked in my shirt…the one you stole from me." Marty replied looking at the floor.
"And the fact that you've had a few drinks tonight has nothing to do with it?" Kensi questioned raising an eyebrow. "N-no, because I would have done that sober." Marty told her as he once again raised his eyes so that he was looking her in the eye.
"It took you four years before you kissed me." Kensi reminded him.
"You told me I never said what I meant, so I decided to show you." Marty shot back.
"I think I better go put on a pair of pants before we continue this conversation. Oh and I enjoyed our first date just so you know…I enjoyed our first date." Kensi told him with a smile, before she headed to her bedroom.
Marty walked into the living room with a smile on his face and sat down on the couch. As he sat down Monty jumped up beside him and rolled onto his back silently asking for a belly rub.
"I enjoyed our date to, Princess. Are you going to tell me where we're going for our date on Saturday?" Marty yelled. "Nope, you will just have to wait and see!" Kensi yelled back.
"Poor Monty you got stuck here while Kensi and Nell had their girl's night, huh? Well, next time there is a guy's night I'll find a way so you can come to." Marty promised as he continued to rub Monty's belly.
Then Marty felt his eyes growing heavy and though he fought to stay awake… but he ended falling asleep.
A MINUTE LATER…
When Kensi walked into the living room, she found Marty asleep and Monty lying on his back wagging his tail.
"Mr. Deeks, I suggest you get to that paperwork on your desk or I will get my letter opener." Kensi said sounding like Hetty and had to stop herself from laughing when Marty jumped.
"I'm Awake! I'm…"
When Marty looked around, Kensi started to laugh and Marty tried to glare at her.
"…Not cool, Sunshine," Marty said, but couldn't keep himself from smiling.
"You fell asleep and I thought I would wake you up." Kensi told him with a shrug as she sat down beside him, so now Marty sat between her and Monty.
"Why didn't you just kiss me? I guarantee that would have worked better." Marty replied. "Because I'm pretty sure that would have led to something else." Kensi shot back.
"Oh…and what would that something else be, Ms. Blye," Marty teased. "You know very well what I'm talking about and if or when that happens…I think it would be better if we're both sober." Kensi told him looking down at her hands.
"So you have thought it, huh? Is that what you think about when you think about me in the shower?" Marty teased and Kensi could feel herself blushing.
"Deeks…just shut up." Kensi warned as she punched him. "Why? I just want to know what's going on in that beautiful head of yours when you think about me in the shower." Marty replied with a grin and it was then that Kensi punched him again.
"Who says I wasn't just messing with your mind when I told you I thought of you in the shower?" Kensi inquired. "Because I'm sure you're always thinking of me, I'm…" Marty began. "Do you remember when I told you I enjoyed our time apart? I didn't think of you then." Kensi said looking at him.
"Liar, I can see it in your eyes and I'm always thinking about you." Marty confessed as he started to lean over to kiss her, but Kensi pushed him away.
"We're still not having sex tonight, Marty. I think it would be better if we were both sober." Kensi repeated.
*OPEN MOUTH INSERT FOOT*
Kensi thought as she realized what she had just said.
"Oh, so you are curious about what it would be like to be with moi." Marty said unable to suppress a grin and this time Marty did notice Kensi's blush.
"That is not what I said!" Kensi yelled, but knew Marty wouldn't let it go.
"Yes, it is. You said and I quote…
'I think it would be better if we were both sober.'
…You said it twice, Kensi. Which implies that you have thought about us in bed together," Marty concluded. "That did not come out the way I intended it to." Kensi tried to lie, but Marty was not buying it. "So what way did you mean for it to come out?" Marty questioned really enjoying himself now.
"Marty, you are making way too much out of this and if you're staying the night…you're sleeping on the couch." Kensi informed him.
"Changing the subject now? You want me to sleep on the couch so you will know where to find me if you change your mind, huh?" Marty continued to tease and frustrate Kensi.
"I won't change my mind, I'm just too tired to drive you home and you've been drinking…I just don't want anything to happen to you, okay?" Kensi asked. "Awe, worried about me, Partner, I never thought I would hear you admit that out loud." Marty told her.
"Marty…just stop with the jokes, okay?" Kensi asked getting up from the couch and turning her back to him.
Hearing something in Kensi's voice, Marty knew he had hit a nerve without meaning to and stopped joking.
"What's wrong, Kens? Is it something I said?" Marty inquired and for a moment he thought she would refuse to tell him.
"No…yeah, remember when we were investigating my dad's murder and the police said that he had been drinking and driving?" Kensi asked him as she felt tears sting her eyes. "Yeah, I remember." Marty said quietly coming to stand behind her.
"The reason I know that it was a lie when I was told how he died is because my dad's brother was killed in a drunken driving accident." Kensi confessed as she tried to keep the tears from falling…but they started to fall anyway.
Marty turned Kensi around and pulled her into a hug, at first she tried to pull away and resist him…but Marty didn't let her go.
Then Kensi finally wrapped her arms around him and laid her head against his shoulder, she began to cry harder.
"Kens, why did you tell me this before, Princess," Marty whispered.
"Be-because we had solved th-the case and it's just hard for m-me to talk about my…" Kensi couldn't say the last word.
"You know you can tell me anything. Is that why you got upset about my joke about you being worried about me?" Marty inquired, for a moment Kensi was silent as she leaned against him. "Yes." Kensi admitted at last.
For what seemed a long time they just stood there as Marty held Kensi and told her everything would be okay.
"Why don't you go to bed, Kensi…" Marty began. "Marty..." Kensi said a warning and also the sound of tiredness in her voice.
"I'll stay on the couch in case you need me, okay? I mean in case you wake up in the middle of the night and want to talk." Marty corrected himself.
"Okay…I'll get you a pillow and blanket." Kensi said and this time she pulled all the way out of his arms, though she seemed reluctant.
Then Kensi once again walked down the hall toward her bedroom.
Marty wanted to follow her, but knew that his badass partner needed time to compose herself.
So instead he sat back down on the couch, noticing that Monty had moved over to the chair and was asleep.
FIVE MINUTES LATER…
Marty looked at the clock and realized Kensi had gone toward her bedroom five minutes ago…he knew it didn't take that long to retrieve a pillow and blanket. Worried Marty got up and headed in the direction Kensi had gone five minutes before.
"Sugar Bear…"
Marty called, but received no response.
"…Kensi, are you…" Marty stopped when he reached Kensi's bedroom, he knocked before cautiously stepping inside.
KENSI'S BEDROOM…
He found Kensi sound asleep on her bed, so he tip toed over to her bed and covered her up before grabbing a second pillow from the bed.
"Sleep well, Kens." Mary whispered as he left the room.
THE LIVING ROOM…
A FEW MINUTES LATER…
After finding an extra blanket Marty walked back into the living room and made a bed on the couch, then lay down, he had been surprised when Kensi cried against his shoulder.
He knew there was a time when she would not have done that, a time when she would have insisted she was fine before leaving the room to compose her-self.
Marty couldn't believe how fast things were changing between them.
After four years of things building up between them…they had gotten into an argument and he had finally done what he had wanted to from the day he met her…
He had kissed her and put everything he felt for her into that kiss.
Marty smiled as he remembered the look on her face after the kiss.
He knew Kensi Marie Blye rarely let anyone see her as vulnerable as he had seen her tonight.
Since he had kissed her and after her, Callen and the others had rescued him and Sam from Sidorov…
He and Kensi had finally started to open up to each other more.
In a way they had started to grow closer and their 'thing' or whatever bond they had with each other was growing stronger.
At last Marty felt his eyes beginning to grow heavy…
Not even two minutes later he was asleep.