Kensis POV
It was Midnight, one minute past to be precise, and one way or another I had ended up at the beach. I guess Deeks must be rubbing of on me. Deeks. I wonder where he is. After a tough case like todays we would normally hang out together. Normally. This case was far from normal though. I can't quite believe it but I actually miss his jokes, his laugh. Him. But I hate him at the same time. Tonight I need him more than ever before. Tonight I need him to make me smile, to me make me forget. But tonight he's not here. I couldn't look him in the eyes when he said he had a date. I felt betrayed. Which is stupid, absolutely stupid. But I can't stop feeling it.
Sighing, I stand up and start walking back home. As I walk up to the door I smell donuts, which is weird. I ate them all for breakfast. I start to unlock the door, pushing donuts out of my mind, when I realise that the door is already unlocked. I start to brush it of as my forgetfulness when I hear a banging in the kitchen. Pulling my gun out, I rack my brain, thinking who the hell it could be. But there is only one person it could be and it just so happens that that person is the only one who has a key to my apartment in the entire world.
"Deeks!" I shout, emotions flooding through me like a tidal wave.
"Um, hey Kens," he started nervously, "I hope you don't mind be coming here, I just figured you could use some company after todays case so," he trailed of. I saw him brace himself for a punch, a punch that never came.
"Its cool, I gave you a key for a reason right?" I told him, full out grinning. The hatred I felt earlier started melting away. But not completly. "Um, about earlier. What I said. I didn't mean it. You know that right?"'
"Of course I did Kens, it's been a stressful case," he says kindly, "Which is also why I made dinner,"
I grin at him, "What are you making?" I ask curiously. He may annoy the hell out of me but to be honest, how would I live without him?
"Wait and see Princess," he replies, smiling, "Wanna get a movie ready?"
"Sure, which movie do you wanna watch?" I ask, probably grinning like a crazy person but right now, I couldn't care less.
"Up to you, I don't mind," he replies. Suddenly a beeping sounds erupts from the kitchen, "I think the foods done. I'll be back in a minuite, get the movie started,"
I go into the living room and put in a new movie I got a couple of weeks ago. I hadn't watched it yet and I had NO idea what it was called, but Nell said it was really good so I still had hope. Just as I was about to press play, Deeks came in with a plate full of,
"Donuts!!!! Deeks, your the best!" I shout, running up to hug him,
"Of course I am. Um, can I record this, could be perfect blackmail material," he says cheekily. After awkwardly putting the donuts down he hugs me back and suddenly, I don't want to let go, but I know I have to so slowly I pull away, instantly missing his warmth. He picks the donuts up, sits down on the couch next to me and puts the donuts on his knee. Before the movie has even started half the plate is cleared and it only takes another couple of seconds before the rest are gone. Deeks places the plate on my coffee table and wraps his arm around my shoulders. Before I know what I'm doing I rest my head on his shoulder. I love it when this happens. I can't believe I just admitted that, even to myself. We watch the movie in relative peace, only interupted by Deeks occasianly commenting on actors or a certain scene. That is, until the girl wakes up to find her husband has left her. Thats when I break. I start crying, the tears pouring uncontrollably. Deeks wraps his arms around me and lets me cry, whispering sweet little nothings into my ear. After a while I stop crying and Deeks pulls away ust enough to look me in the eye.
"Kens, its going to be okay. He left you in the first place, he lived a good life and he went serving his country. I know it hurts but it'll be okay," Deeks tells me
"I know Deeks, but it hurts. A lot. I loved him, a lot, and it was bad enough the first time when he left me. At least then there was always hope that he could return. Now hes never coming back. Him and my Dad are the only people who actually love me, now there both gone, " I whisper, fighting to hold back the tears.
"You actually believe that!" Deeks whispered, seemingly in shock. I just nod, " Kens, there are loads of people who love and care about you,"
Deeks POV
"Yeah? Name three people that truely love me," she challenges, full on hugging me again. Not that I'm complaining of course!
"Your mum, for one. She loves you." I tell her, I feel her nod slowly, "Then you have all your 'Big Brothers', Sam, Callen and Nate, Thats four Kens! And every one of them would give there lives to save yours,"
"Ok, you win," she mumbles sleepily
"Oh but Kensalina. Theres one other person who loves you more than the other four combined," I tell her. I'm already regretting this but I couldn't stop the words pouring out of my mouth.
"Who?" She asks curiously. Her eyes start shutting and I know shes about to fall asleep so I whisper my answer in her ear,
"Me," She looks up at me and just stares,
"Y, you," she staggers, clearly not beliving what I just said, or rather, what she thinks she just heard.
"Yes me, I love you Kensi Blye and I would do anything, absolotley anything, for you. And if you don't feel the same way then I love you enough to," I get cut short with the feeling of her lips on mine. We don't kiss for very long but its long enough for me to get the message. And to want more.
"I love you to Deeks," She says before kissing me again. I could defiently get used to this.
"You wanna go to bed kens?" She just stares at me i with her 'What the hell Deeks' look. "Not like that, although i'm all for it, you just look tired,"
"Ok, fine by me, we can go to bed but I highly doubt that sleep is an option." she tells me, yawning violently, "Havn't slept in three days,"
"What! Three days! Why didn't you tell me?" I ask, concern evident in my voice
"I didn't think you would care," she mumbles, embarresed
"How could you possibly think that?" I ask, appalled that she thought I wouldn't care
"Callen," she admits, "And Sam. I told them but they said not to bother you, that you wouldn't care,"
"WHAT THE HELL!" I yell, immediently regretting it as she shrinks back into the bedroom, "Sorry, Kens. Its just that they were the reason I wasn't here earlier,"
"WHAT!" She yells, "I thought that they were right. That you really didn't care,"
"They kept me at this bar for hours, I kept trying to leave but they wouldn't let me!" I tell her
"But why?" She asks, "Why would she do this?"
"I don't know kens. Lets just go to sleep and interrogate them tommorow okay?" I offer hopefully
"Okay,"
I turn my back while she changes and then just slip my trousers and teeshirt off. We crawl into bed and she lays her head on my chest while I wrap my arms around her. We just lie there in silence until sleep consumes us.
