This is my second NCIS: LA fanfic, but the first one with Deeks. I couldn't get why people says it's difficult to write fanfics with him…Now I know why! Deeks… is Deeks! But, I tried my best. Hope you like it.

Sam walks in the hospital, and asks for a nurse:

"Can I speak with Martin Deeks?"

"Of course, follow me please."

"Hey Kensi." – He says opening tremulously his eyes, sensing someone.

"How is it going, Deeks?"

Deeks realizes it is not Kensi by hearing a man's voice.

"I've been away better, Sam." – He sits on the bed, groaning.

"Is Kensi around here?"

"Nope. Hetty sent her home."

"Ok then. Remember what I said?"

"You and I have to talk."

"Exactly." – Sam sits on the chair next to his bed, supporting the elbows on his knees.

"Before you start," - Deeks speaks. – "let me just say that I'm a cop and you are special agents. We have different trainings, we deal with different situations, and we certainly have different habits."

"And that's why I'm here."

"I'm a very altruist person, which means I care about the others. If my ass is in danger, my bad, my mistake, my mess, my problem...to which I'll get a solution. So, I won't change my habits just because I'm in danger."

"You will change your habits." – Sam emphasizes the modal verb. – "We all seen that you weren't the target."

"I know, and I realized that. I've saved her, didn't I?"

"It's true. But imagine next time, G and I can't reach her on time and you won't be able to help her-"

"I'll always be there for my partner."

"No you won't. Will come the day when you can't get your partner on time…You'll have to live with it…for the rest of your life."

"No I won't. I'll never let my partner alone. You know that." – He looks at Sam for the first time, deviating his eyes from the long and white hallway in front.

"You know, you are really a pain in the ass. You'll change your habits-"

"Or what?" – He says in a joking and challenging way.

"Or I'll make sure you'll do it. You'll have to leave your house to run at different hours, change the tracks, the time you take, go to different places to pick up the coffee, the newspaper, everything. Even change the route to go to work, avoiding shortcuts."

"Why avoid shortcuts? It can be helpful if I'm being chased."

"Just don't do it at night."

"Why not?" – He notices Sam is holding something back.

"Because that was what happened to Dom."

"Was he…Kensi's last partner?"

"He took a shortcut at night and was abducted."

"Have you found him?"

"Shot and killed right before our eyes."

"That's why she's here."

"She called off the case to Hetty as soon as she said you had been shot." – Sam gets up and prepares to leave, but before he turns back, saying. – "Deeks, just do it."

Deeks sees Sam leaving through that really long hallway, and then turns his eyes to the window seeing the sun rising. He finally gets it, it doesn't matter how much he is altruist, and how often he is there for his partner, Sam is right, will come the day when he is not ready. And he does not want to live with that feeling of guilty and pain for the rest of his life. He does not want anything to happen to his co-workers, especially to his partner.

"Hey nurse Debbie." – He says changing his mood.

"Hey Mr. Deeks, how are you feeling?"

"Much better now. Wait, don't tell." – He opens widely his eyes. – "You came for my sponge bath?"

"No, Mr. Deeks. I came to check on your signals. If you're alright, the doctor will sign your discharge."

"And when can I leave?"

"Maybe, by this afternoon."

"Great. I wasn't made to stay still for this long, if you know what I mean." – He says giving her a smile.

"I have boyfriend, Mr. Deeks. Next week makes eight years since we're together." – She says before leaving.

"I wasn't talk about it! I'm not a flirty! I'm looking for a stable relationship!"

"Nurse Debbie rejected you?"

"Wh-what?" – Deeks asks not noticing Kensi is on the room. – "Jeez, you seem like a ninja! How long have you been there?"

"Long enough to laugh."

"Weren't you supposed to be working?"

"Ah, now the conversation doesn't please you, so you try to change subject!" – He only looks at her, smiling. – "I know you'll be discharged this afternoon. Hetty ordered me to take you home."

"Seriously? Isn't bad enough have you here for so long?"

"You can't say I'm mean to you! I took Monty for a walk and I brought the Jello I ate."

"Serious? How is my buddy?"

"Much better without you!"

"Ok, that one wounded. You know what you need to do to put it all good again?"

"No!" – She says with a smile escaping, sitting next to him.

"Oh, come on Kensi, say you wanna know!"

She takes a deep sigh and ends up playing the game with him:

"Please Deeks, tell me what I can do to fix the bad I've made."

"I took two bullets, I'm a poor guy and I just want to eat my Jello."

"Oh no!"

"Oh yes! Come on."

She laughs so much, well, she had been laughing since she got into the room.

"Have you been drinking, Kensi?"

"What? Why?"

"You're laughing too much!"

"I'm happy. Can't I laugh?"

"Why you're happy?"

She holds his hand saying:

"You're ok."

"Not so good. I need you to feed me!"

"I can't believe I'm doing this!" – She grabs a spoon and gives him the Jello on the mouth.

"Now this is good life!"

"Thank God I'm going to work tomorrow and you're staying home for one day. I just can't believe I'm still doing this! Like this morning talking with a dog!"

"You talked with Monty? Wow, you have seriously been drinking!"

"Oh shut up or I hurt you seriously."

"I don't care! Imagine I get so hurt that I have to stay a few more days at the hospital. You would be here with pity of me!"

"I don't think so! Isn't you who says you weren't made to stay still for that long… if you know what I mean!"

"Oh Kensi Blye, you are so mean!"

"Keep eating Deeks." – She hands him the Jello. – "I'm going for a coffee."

When she is about to leave, he makes her turn back to hear him:

"Ah… Kensi, you know this is empty!"

She rolls eyes and leaves, smiling, while he laughs loudly.

This may have a second chapter. Maybe or maybe not; it just depends on your reviews. If the idea goes forward, it will be probably about the rest of their day.