Requiem for the boy

Chapter 9

Deeks looked around he had no idea where he was, there were trees and lush green grass, the sky was blue and the air smelled sweet with the sound of the ocean not too far in the distance, but he felt safe. "Hey there little man." A beautiful blonde haired woman came and sat on the grass.

"Mom?" Deeks said confused. A small blonde haired girl came and wrapped her arms around Deeks' neck.

"Hey big brother!" He smiled and kissed his cheek.

He reached up to touch where she had kissed him, "Fern? Am I dead?" He asked a small sliver of fear racing through him.

"Not quite, not yet." Allison said as she took his hand.

"You're just visiting us…" Fern giggled sitting in Deeks' lap.

"We just thought, while you were here we would see you, you need to trust your grandfather, he is a good man Marty, he has such a good heart, you need a family to surround you." Allison stroked his hair as he leaned into her, "Trust Sarah and Dad, they are good for you and you will be good for your cousin when she is born. I know that Gordon hurt you badly, but he is gone now and you will be fine, if you allow others in…"

"But Mom…I hurt them, I hurt them all." Deeks said looking sad

"Silly that wasn't you that was the bad people…"Fern giggled.

Deeks wove his fingers through her hair. "You're really pretty…" he smiled at his sister.

"I like Kensi…you gave her my name." Fern smiled.

"But mom, what if I ruin everything?" Deeks asked.

"Fern and I will always be watching over you, but Max needs to go, you don't need him anymore baby, he was your protection from Brandel…and he's gone. You are not Martin Brandel, you are Marty Deeks. You are my baby and I am so very proud of the man you have become, I wish I could have been there to see you grown up baby, but it wasn't to be…sometimes it just isn't. Let them in Marty; let us love you through them."

Allison got up and held her hand out for Fern who kissed Marty and climbed off his lap.

"Mom….Fern….please don't go!" Marty reached out but their hands although close, didn't meet.

"Mom….Fern….Please, I don't want to be alone….Fern!" Deeks called.

"Marty?" Kensi said holding his hand. "You're not alone, we're here."

"Fern?" Deeks said his eyes slowly opening.

"Son, welcome back," Carl said smiling as Deeks fully opened his eyes.

Realizing they were gone, Deeks closed his eyes and let a tear roll down one cheek. "Mom…" he whispered. She hadn't been there, it had been an hallucination brought on by pain killers.

He felt the pain throbbing in his shoulder as the day's events came back to him.

"Grandpa…are you ok?" He asked lifting himself up off the bed with his good arm. Kensi helped him to sitting and he looked at Carl who was smiling from ear to ear at him.

"Just hearing you call me Grandpa…that makes everything all right." Carl said beaming back at his grandson.

Deeks lay back as another wave of pain overwhelmed him.

"Can I get you anything?" Sarah asked her Nephew, Deeks shook his head; he looked over at Kensi who was sat looking sad.

He realized that the arm that was hurt was the one he shot with, "Kenz…Kenzalina, I'm sure it'll be ok. I've had worse." He joked, but stopped as she looked to the floor.