A/N: I'm back! It's been a crazy summer, people. I got a new job. I moved. I started said job. AND LAST NIGHT WE GOT A PREMIERE THAT LEFT ME AN EMOTIONAL WRECK. Needless to say, I haven't been around much. I'm hoping that is going to change as things settle down and I figure out how I'm supposed to live this life. Any who...
This story was written for Violetdoodlebug on Tumblr as part of the NCIS LA Hiatus Fic Exchange. I sent it in as one big story but I'm chaptering it up here for easier reading. Enjoy!
"Sam, listen to me. You take Kensi and you get her out of here," Deeks told him, blinking against the smoke that filled the air around them.
"No!" Kensi's anguished cry split the air, her face contorted in pain. "We're not leaving you!"
Deeks forced himself to ignore his partner and looked at Sam instead, his eyes pleading. He could see Sam calculating, trying to figure another way out of this. At last the SEAL nodded in understanding.
Relief, remorse, fear all hit him instantly but he didn't have time to process any of it. He knelt by his partner's side. "Listen to me," he said hoarsely.
"Deeks, no," Kensi sobbed. "No."
He put his hands on her face, watching as tears slid down her cheeks. Pressing his lips to hers he briefly silenced her whimpered pleas. "I love you, okay? I love you so much."
It was like his heart had been ripped out of his chest. "Go," Deeks forced himself to his feet and looked at Sam. "Go now."
Sam gathered Kensi in his arms and began to move toward the exit.
"Deeks!"
He could hear his partner screaming for him. With a broken sob he turned away. There was no other choice.
10 hours earlier
She was going to murder her boyfriend. Yep. She was going to murder him and call Nell to help her hide the body. "Deeks?"
He popped his head out of the bathroom. "Yeah?"
"Did you eat my last peanut butter cup?" She held up the empty wrapper she'd found in her nightstand drawer.
"Um…Monty did it," Deeks told her before he disappeared back into the bathroom.
Kensi looked to where Monty lay on the floor, staring up at her innocently. "Your daddy is a liar, you know that right?"
Monty just wagged his tail, smacking it against the bed frame.
"You shouldn't be eating peanut butter cups at 7:00am anyway!" Deeks yelled as he spat out a mouthful of toothpaste.
"What should we do to him, huh boy?" Kensi ignored her partner and continued speaking to their faithful pet. "Should we make him sleep on the couch?"
"I can hear you, you know!"
"Oooh, or we can kick him out until he brings us ice-cream and donuts."
"I will replace your peanut butter cups," Deeks told her as he returned to the bedroom. "I promise."
"I don't believe a word you say," she told him flippantly. "You'd better watch it buddy or all of your precious surf memorabilia might just…disappear…"
"Hmm…" his eyes glinted, mischief lighting up the baby blues she'd come to adore. "Well I can't let that happen. I guess I'll just have to find a way to…make it up to you."
Kensi's breath hitched as he pulled her close. "It would have to be something pretty big," she said carefully. "What did you have in mind?"
His hands found her waist, strong fingers making their way under the hem of her shirt. "Well, I don't know. I thought I might just improvise."
He fell back onto the bed, pulling her with him.
Kensi suddenly found that she didn't really care about the peanut butter cups after all.
When they finally got in the car forty-five minutes later Kensi had no regrets. She watched her boyfriend as he started the car, her heart so full she thought she might burst.
He caught her gaze and looked at her quizzically. "What?"
"I'm just…really happy," she told him with a shrug.
He grinned. "Me too. But you know who's not going to be happy this morning?"
"Hetty," Kensi groaned. "She's going to know why isn't she?"
"Oh yeah. You should probably call anyway and let her know," he said as they pulled into traffic.
"Me?! Why do I have to do it?"
"Um, hello?" Deeks nodded toward the steering wheel. "Driving here. Safety first, Fern."
"It's your fault we're late," Kensi grumbled as she reached for her phone.
"I'm sorry, did you not want the apology sex this morning or…?"
"Hi Eric!" Kensi said loudly, cutting him off. "Listen, we're running late. Yeah, traffic."
Kensi paused to listen to his response and made a face. "Well, just tell Hetty it was traffic…I know she won't believe it but just try to be convincing. Eric. Eric. Put Nell on the phone."
Kensi waited while he handed it over. "Nell, hi. Can you please…great. Thanks."
She hung up and looked at her partner. "Never call Eric to do Nell's job."
"What the heck?" Deeks slowed the car, his eyes focused on the road.
An SUV was stopped at a green light. "Come on," Deeks growled as he honked the horn.
Kensi felt the hair on the back of her neck prickle in warning. "Deeks—"
The car moved and Deeks hit the gas. Kensi looked to her right and didn't even have time to yell a warning as a pick-up truck slammed into their vehicle.
White light exploded before her eyes and she had the brief sensation of pain ripping through her entire body before she lost consciousness.
A/N: Ooh...suspense! Leave your love in the reviews!