A/N: The return of Fireman Deeks! Densimber day 18.

Deeks pulled his LAFD truck up to the address Bates had sent him, stopping outside the barrier erected around a low brick building. The two squads sent out earlier today had already left, which meant the scene was clear for Deeks to investigate. Grabbing his hard hat and jacket, he tucked them under his arm before heading toward the center of the action.

"Woah, woah, woah, you can't be back here," an agent said, putting up his arms to block Deeks' path.

"You must be new here," Deeks commented, craning his neck to see beyond the rookie agent. There were a group of cops and agents several yards off and Deeks recognized Sam's frame among them. Kensi couldn't be far off. "Agent Blye!" he called out.

Almost immediately, Kensi stepped out from the group, head turning in search of him. When she spotted him, she jogged over, a smile breaking over her face before she settled into a more professional expression.

"Lieutenant Deeks," she greeted him. "You can let him through, Davis." She nodded the younger agent, who looked deeply offended, but stepped out of Deeks' way.

It sucked to be the new guy sometimes.

Deeks gave him an apologetic smile, and ducked under the caution tape, following after Kensi.

"I didn't think I'd see you tonight," she said, falling into step beside him.

"Taylor is out sick, so I got called in," he explained. "So, what calamity is on the menu for tonight?"

"Municipal building, possible arson. We're still figuring out the details. Which is where you come in." Kensi offered him a smile as they drew even with the others.

"Deeks, I suppose I shouldn't be surprised that you're here," Sam commented once he caught sight of him.

"Well, I'm one of the few people who can actually deal with you guys," Deeks replied, drawing a snort from Callen and a vaguely amused smile from Sam.

None of them argued, likely because they couldn't deny that since Deeks had become acquainted with the team, their relationship with LAFD had improved significantly.

"Sure. I assume Kensi caught you up," Callen intervened, bringing the topic back on track.

"Uh, the bullet points. What—"

Deeks' question was interrupted by an LAPD officer running towards them.

"Agent Callen, one of my guys is trapped inside the building," he shouted frantically.

"What the hell is he doing in there?" Callen asked, and as one, they started running towards the building.

"He thought he heard something, so he went to check on it. A few minutes later, the entrance collapsed."

"You didn't try to break through, did you?" Deeks demanded.

"No. We didn't want to make it worse," the cop said.

"Good. Ok, let us get some gear on and we'll go in," Callen decided. "Sam, you want to grab the battering ram?"

"Nope, the only one going in there is me," Deeks said, tugging his jacket on.

"Deeks—"

"Callen, I'm specifically trained for this."

"God, I love it when you're confident," Kensi said, and Sam snorted.

"When isn't he confident?" he commented in an undertone.

Taking Deeks' hard hat, she pushed it down over his curls. "Go save him, Lieutenant." She kissed him lightly. "And be careful."