PROMPT: You get a text one day from an unknown number. They ask you to meet them in a mysterious place. You reluctantly agree to meet them. You arrive a few minutes late to see this person with their back towards you. When you park, they turn around with a menacing grin on their face, saying "Sorry for the vague text..."
AN: So this was supposed to go with my season 8 speculation, but it's probably never going to make it, so ta-daaa!!!
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"... but this is urgent." He grinned and crept towards her.
"What the hell are you doing?" She yelled while locking the car door.
"You know exactly what this is about Kensi Blye."
"No, I don't. Get your filthy hands off of me!" Kensi yelled as he reached inside the car. She slapped his hands away, and began rolling up the window, muffling his words.
"Oh sweetie, I'm so disappointed. You don't remember me? After all, we did have so much fun in those dark alleys. Doesn't this remind you of that?" The tint of the car windows couldn't hide her face turning ashen.
"Kyle."
"A+ hon. But then, that's what you're used to, huh? Especially to get into Cornell." He spat.
"Is that what this is about? I 'abandoned' the life of the homeless and got my life back on track?"
"Maybe. But I'm here to warn you."
"Warn me about what?"
"Darcy."
"That's it. I'm done with your bullshit." Kensi geared the car, and sped out of the alleyway, heart thudding in her chest. As the car's taillights faded away, Kyle shook his head.
"You may be done with her, but she's not done with you, sweet Kay."
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Fanfiction(Previously "Inside These Gray Walls") PART 1: A set of little stories that are written during my Humanities class. Will be updated until June 2016, then will be marked complete. Mainly Densi drabbles. PART 2: Various one-shots written during my Te...
