Author's note: This is my first fan fic so please let me know what you guys think about it; if I should add to it, change it or just leave it. All reviews appreciated - good, bad or indifferent.

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It had been a rough day. The team had been exhausted from their last mission trying to catch a thief who they later found out was also a cold blooded killer. The fact that Kensi had to get involved to help take this guy down really hadn't sit well with Deeks, something that both Sam and Callen had picked up on but thankfully, never pushed. They just spent the day writing up their reports, barely even speaking from all the exhaustion.

Before Deeks went home, he decided that he should check in on Kensi, so he went to one of the two places he thought she'd be. When he opened the door, he just stood in the doorway. Kensi was already in the shooting range unloading what appeared to be her fifth round on the set of targets before her. Their last case had really affected her. She had been tricked by King's personality which alone, would have pissed her off, but the fact that she never even saw him shooting his latest partner, not to mention that explosion. Today was simply one of those days. Deeks walked in slowly trying to anticipate how she was feeling.

She was in a good mood when he called over last night, but he knows, as per usual, Kensi was just covering. When he left he was sure she was probably going over everything in her head. How she failed to stop the shooting, or the explosion, or even getting hit by King. It's Kensi, that's how she works.

"How are you feeling today Fern?" He asked as she unloaded another round on the poor helpless targets.

"I'm fine, Tim." She knew the minute the word fine slipped out of her mouth, there'd be trouble. Deeks just leaned back against the wall and raised his eyebrows.

"I mean I'm good, really." This time she turned to him. She looked into his eyes trying to figure out what was going on in that idiot head of his.

Deeks couldn't help notice that there was still visible bruising on her jaw from King's knock out. Even when she gets smashed to pieces, she still looks beautiful he thought to himself. There was something about Kensi that no matter how down and out Deeks felt sometimes, she could always make him better, even if it was just with her presence. Even though Kensi would never tell him, he had the exact same effect on her. He quickly resumed his conversation with her after he realised he was staring at her for quiet some time now and she had cocked her head to the side in a questioning manner.

"Okay so tell me, why have you absolutely killed the targets out there? Like I mean I know you go a little psychotic in the shooting range, but really Kiki?" He could see the names were lightening her mood. She turned to hide her smile, but he already caught a glimpse.

"Shut up. Just be thankful that I didn't get them in their areas...or yours for that matter D-rock"

"Oh Kiki I never knew you felt that way. Well, I did, but I knew it was only a matter of time before you admitted it to yourself. No-one can resist the charm of the Delicious Deeks."

"Oh god are you even listening to yourself! You really make me sick sometimes."

Deeks crossed his arms while leaning against the wall. "Love sick that is." He said smugly.

He had one of his I'm-so-clever grins on his face, something that no matter how hard she tried, Kensi could never fight. She just shook her head while she fought the urge to smile. She then noticed that his wrist was now no longer in bandages, but a solid cast.

She walked over to him and took his hand to look at his wrist. "What happened here? Get another hangnail?" Even though she was joking with him, a look of genuine concern began to spread across her face.

Deeks tried to brush it off. "Oh yeah it's nothing." He paused. "I banged off a door when I came home last night and Hetty made me go to the doctor this morning just to be sure. Turns out it's a little worse than I thought, but it's nothing I can't handle. I am D-Rock after all." He smiled with as much emphasis as he could and looked her straight in her dark brown eyes, but she could see right through him.

"You're lying."

"No I'm not."

Yes he was. He was so mad that he let Kensi get into a situation so dangerous yesterday that he hit a wall in his apartment when he got home. Between the combination of beers he had in hers and the responsibility he felt towards her, his anger certainly let slip.

"Deeks..." She said in almost a pleading voice.

"I'm fine, really."

"You see that's not fair, when I say that I get in trouble, but when you say it, I'm just suppose to accept it? No."

"No? What do you mean no?" He began to laugh. "The only reason I forbid you to say it Kensi Blye," She took a step back and raised her eyebrows. "Oh yeah that's right, I forbid you to say it. You could barely chew last night, no scratch that, you couldn't, and you still said you were fine. I don't think so."

She began to look amused at this point. Deeks realised the potential danger he had just put himself in by banning Kensi Blye from doing something.

"You're such an idiot." She said seriously, but he could see her hiding a smile as she hit him on his shoulder. Just then both of them realised she was still holding his hand in hers.

"Can I have that back now please Wonder Woman?" He said with one eyebrow raised.

He laughed as he noticed she began to blush slightly."What, oh yeah, shut up Deeks." She let go of his hand, took a step back and tucked a piece of hair behind her ear.

"So everything's cool with Kiki then yeah?" He asked trying to sound as nonchalant as possible, but she could see the look of pure concern flash across his face that remained within his blue eyes.

"Like I said, I'm good, really. No big deal." She tried to walk out of the shooting range, but Deeks was too quick...for once. He put his arm across the doorway to stop her from walking out.

"Oh come on D-Dog..." She began.

He looked so serious when he next spoke. "Kens, this was a tough case, it's totally normal to feel like this afterwards, but it wasn't your fault."

She looked him straight in his eyes and sighed. She then placed one hand on this chest. "I am okay, really. I wasn't, but then you came over, and you just...I don't know...helped me...I guess." He could see that was hard for her to say.

"I like to think it was the beer..." He trailed off. They were both standing so close at this point. His arm beside her head on the door frame, her hand still on his chest. She could feel how fast his heart was beating but he didn't care. He could feel her breath on him. He slowly moved his hand from the door frame to the side of her face. She tightened her hand on his chest so that she was firmly gripping his shirt. He slowly bent his head towards her as she raised hers. Inches apart. They both knew they should stop it, but neither could. Neither dared.

Just as their noses brushed off each other, they heard Sam calling in the distance. "Me and Callen are going to grab a drink. You two want to join?"

Deeks cleared his throat a little to collect his thoughts and then answered without moving an inch from her. "Yeah sure, we'll be down in a minute."

Kensi and Deeks just both looked at each other. What felt like minutes passed, just the two of them, standing, so close to each other.

"Um we better..." She said hesitantly after a while, releasing her grip on his shirt.

Deeks took a step back and pulled his hand away from her face. "Right, yeah...uh definitely."

Kensi nodded and turned towards the door. She bit her lip as she started walking to meet up with Sam and Callen.

Deeks then quickly called her, to where she stopped dead in her tracks and turned around. He ensured there was no one else nearby before he continued. He walked straight up to her and wrapped both hands around her waist pulling her firmly into him.

"You forgot this." He said quietly in her ear as he tucked her gun away under the back of her shirt. He returned back to face her, noses now clearly touching, to where he just smiled. He then took a step back, evidently pleased that he managed to catch Kensi off-guard.

He then just smirked and simply said. "Well are you coming or not?"

She merely blinked and opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. He turned around and began walking in the direction to the others.

"I seriously wonder about you sometimes Fern." He called over his shoulder with a spark illuminating in his eyes, leaving Kensi standing in the hall with shear confusion spread across her face.