Chapter 1- An old friend

The doorbell rang.

Julia went open the door.

She found a man standing by the doorstep. A tall middle aged man; thin, squared face, small mouth, owner of beautiful greenish-brown eyes, but surrounded by dark circles, like if he hadn't slept in days. He had his beard and hair trimmed and they were the same color, light brown. He was good looking, but still, he appeared to have recently recovered from some sort of illness.

"Hello. How can I help you?"

"Hi." His deep voice was heard. "I've been looking for quite a while, and… are you Mrs. Blye?"

Julia sighed. When Deeks showed up by her door for the first time, she had been asked the same thing. And again, she'd answer the same thing. "I was. Once. Is Feldman, now."

"But, you were Blye?"

"Yes. I'm sorry, who are you?"

"I'm an old friend's of Kensi. I was wondering if you tell me where is she and if I can talk with her. I'm back in town and I'd like to catch up with her."

"Well, Kensi doesn't live with me, but… but why don't you come in?" She said looking back. "Don, baby? Where are you?" Julia asked, peeking to every corner of the living room.

The baby was sitting on the floor, biting the teething ring. He shook it when he heard his name being called, reassuring Julia that he was still there. He's still a crawling baby, not older than eight months. He gives a few steps when holding onto something or someone, but apart from that, he runs an entire house crawling. He's a spitting image of his father when he was his age, excepting only for the brownish hair and the little curls that are showing up as his hair grows.

"Stay-at-home mom?" The man asked, shyly entering the house. He knew Julia wasn't that kid's mother, but he had to start a conversation.

"No, I'm too old for that." She said with a laugh, closing the door. "He's my grandson, Donald. I watch him whenever I can."

"Kensi's a mother?" He asked surprised, ducking near the kid, observing him.

"Yes, she is. I know it's a bit hard to picture, but she's amazing."

"I believe you. And besides, being a single mother-"

"Oh no, Kensi is married."

"I never pictured Kensi married either." He swallowed in dry; his all attitude changing.

"Can I offer you something to drink?" Julia asked, looking at the man again who had got up.

"Oh no, thank you. I'm okay."

"Kensi is actually coming to dinner tonight. She must be arriving. If you want to wait, I don't mind."

"No, and I'm sorry for bothering already." He said walking to the door. "Maybe… maybe you can give me her number and then I talk with her. It's nothing urgent."

"Ok…" Julia answered a bit taken aback, writing the number on a piece of paper. "I'm sorry," She said while handing him the paper. "what did you say your name is?"

The man chuckled and then affirmed. "I didn't say! Is Jack. My name is Jack."

"Ok," Julia proffered opening the door. "it was nice to meet you, Jack. I'll make sure to tell Kensi tonight that you were here and that you'll call her."

"Thank you, ma'am."

Julia watched the man walking away with the hands in the pockets as Don crawled to her and she closed the door and picked him in arms, losing track of the thoughts, playing with the baby. As Jack was walking away, a lot of things were running through his mind at a microsecond. He was, or thought to be, cured from the PTSD. He wanted another chance with Kensi. A chance to explain himself and start all over again. He was even willing to accept the kid, but knowing that she's married…? That was when Jack saw everything coming back to him. Anger, will to destroy… even to kill. So, his PTSD and anger issues were back, just like that.

Let me know what you think of this small start. And, for those who read it, I promise to update on "We'll Be Alright" as soon as I can!