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NCIS: LA - Photo Recapped


"Three Hearts"

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You know what I want? Deeks and children. Not teenagers like we’ve seen. Little kids, and he entertains them while shit it going stir crazy with their Navy parents or whatever. And he draws with them, plays hide and seek or Legos, and maybe even lets them braid his hair. That’s what I want. I want to see Deeks with little kids.


Densi | 5x21 Three Hearts


Densi | 5x21 Three Hearts

NCIS: Los Angeles | 5x22 “One More Chance” | Promo

Round in Circles


A very happy & fairly belated birthday to hermionesmydawg. I had to adult a lot this week, so I am late in posting this. Thanks for being a fabulous, Marty Deeks loving, Densi shipping, blogger. Yet, better late than never.

Post Three Hearts- Densi, the conversation that needed to happen after too much talk of raccoons and boxes. 

Round in circles, here we go

With the highest highs and the lowest lows

But no one shakes me like you do, my best mistake was you

You’re my sweet affliction, cause you hurt me right, but you do it nice 
Round in circles, here we go oh yeah

He wasn’t quite sure where they stood- well, he knew her intentions. Yet, here he was, walking Monty, alone. That was not how he intended that conversation to go. There were so many things, so many emotions, he wanted to explain to her. He wanted to explain how infuriating she was: how she leaves the coffee grinds in the coffee maker, and how she makes the coffee way to strong. He wanted to explain how she was the softest person he knew, it should be illegal for a grown woman to that type of skin, it made her irresistible to touch. He wanted to explain to her how he loved every second of watching her sleep, and how she too, twitched her nose in her sleep. He was convinced that it was because she was happy and happy because he was there. He wanted to explain to her how confused he felt around her, the sudden onslaught of feels he got from seeing her smile made him a jumble of emotions. He wanted to explain to her how much she meant to him- how he can’t function properly when she’s not around. He wanted to explain to her how her happiness is vital to his, that if she’s sad he’s sad too. He wanted to explain to her that if anything were to happen to her, his world would be tilted off its axis in a way he could never be able to put it back. He wanted to explain to her that she was the only one who knew and understood the dark secrets of the past, and yet somehow she always stuck through it with him- no matter how damaged she was herself. He wanted to explain to her how much he loved her, but he could never find the words.

The sound of the waves to his right brought some clarity to his mind, but really he was irritated that he simply just let her walk away like that.

"Monty, your momma is one confusing woman." Deeks said as he looked down to his faithful pup. Monty nudged his wet nose into Deeks’ thigh and whined.

"Don’t get sassy with me mister. I know I am confusing, but she has confused me in the past herself. It’s like one step forward and then we take two backwards. Or, well at least one of us takes two steps backwards. It’s a never ending cycle dude." Monty nudged his nose back into his thigh.

"Dude are you telling me to go over there and fix this? She probably wants to be left alone." Monty nudged his nose into his thigh one more time.

"Okay, okay. Chill down bro, I will take you home-" Deeks said as Monty looked up at him and Monty let out a bark. "Okay- well I will take you to see Momma too." Deeks said as he reached in his pants and grabbed his car keys leading Monty towards the car.

He reached her apartment and opened the back door, Monty sprinted up the stairs to her door. Deeks laughed and grabbed the leash and followed slowly behind. As he reached the door he found that the door was already being opened and Monty was half inside already.

"Monty boy, what are you doing here?" Kensi said as she peer out the door and reached down to pet his ears. "Did your dad loose you, remember you can’t let him know I sneak you those Beggin strips, they aren’t good for your weight and Dr. Peterson said no too. Daddy listens to the vet and he can’t know."

"AH- so you do give him those treats. He’s just as bad as you when it comes to that sweet tooth. Between the two of you, I think I am going to end up getting diabetes." Deeks said as he leaned himself in her door frame.

"Deeks- I don’t give them to him all the time and my sweet tooth isn’t that bad!" Kensi said as she sat down on her couch. Monty followed and hopped right on it, just like he belonged.

"What ever you say, princess. But those three boxes of hohos I had a week ago, in my cupboard, are all gone, and there are some wrappers still on your side. You know that nightstand that you’ve claimed with your junk. Speaking of junk, those two books. Two murder mystery novels, Kens? Like we don’t see enough of that."

"I hear James Patterson novels are good, okay? I need to expand my taste in genres." Kensi said as she patted the empty space next to her.

"I would expect you more to be a Nicholas Sparks type of girl myself, you know those sappy love stories always make girls all gooey."

"Already read those, not quite my thing. I don’t do the sappy, gooey stuff all too well." She said as Deeks sat down next to her.

"Yeah, I could’ve told you that." Deeks said with a half smile. "You took longer to come over tonight, longer than I thought." Kensi said as she rubbed Monty’s belly.

"I have had a lot to think about, a lot to process." Deeks said, the worry evident on his face.

"Did he really get to you, did he really get into your mind that much?" Kensi asked as she looked up to search his face.

"Kensi." Deeks said as he stood up from her couch and walked to the fridge, opening it to find a beer.

"Deeks." She said in a firm tone. "You need to talk to me." She sat on the couch, eyes firmly on him as he looked out the window.

"It’s just that, I don’t know what say Kens. There’s so much to say, and not enough words. Well there are plenty of applicable words, but I just, whenever it’s you and me, I just can’t find the words to say. I don’t know like you’re here and I’m here and I see you and it all just… I don’t know how to explain this. I don’t…" Deeks rambled.

Kensi let out a slight laugh, she secret always loved flustered Deeks. “Stop rambling.”

"So here I am trying to talk but you now tell to stop."

"I didn’t tell you to stop talking, I told you to stop rambling, there is a difference."


"So Deeks. What is so confusing? In the simplest of terms."

"One word answer."

"A one word answer, Deeks? That simple?"

"Yes. One word."

"And what is this one word?" Kensi asked as she raised an eyebrow.

"You." Deeks whispered and Kensi suddenly felt insecure.


"Yes. You."

"Why? What, I didn’t mean, how?" Kensi started.

Deeks smiled and laughed. “Stop rambling. It’s you, but it’s not physically you, it’s what you do to me.”

"What I do to you?"

"Yes." Kensi shifted uncomfortably on the couch as Deeks leaned himself against a wall. "Stop saying yes. Elaborate."

"You know I meant it when I said raccoons mate for life." Deeks said with a slight laugh.

"Enough with the damn metaphors. Raccoons, three hearts. Yeah I get them, but we are more than metaphors, Deeks. We are so much more."


"So get on with it."

"Kens, I don’t even know where to start. There’s so much I want to say, so much I feel, so much I think. But I go to tell you, and you give me that look. It’s a smile, a certain smile you don’t let everyone see and it melts my brain to mush. I just become at a loss to try and say how I feel at the times when I need to most. It’s like I’m constantly walking around with my foot in my mouth."

"Deeks." Kensi whispered. "Just try."

"Okay you want me to try?"


"Okay. You’re infuriating. Who leaves coffee grounds in the coffee maker? Once the pot is done you throw them out, it’s not that hard. And speaking of coffee when did you like it so black? The last four weeks since you’ve been home I’ve used half a gallon of milk in my coffee to get the coffee to milk ratio at least slightly normal. Secondly the hohos- the garbage can is two more feet away from your side of the bed, you can throw them away. Third- I can never get enough of your smile. Not just the half smile you give me when I’m being a smart ass and you try not to laugh at me, but your real smile. That care free one. I only see it on occasion, but damn seeing you care free sometimes it’s the best thing. And your face when you sleep, it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. You look so peaceful, not a worry in the world, and like me, you even twitch your nose. Which happens when you are happy, probably because I am in bed with you. I love hearing the sound of your laugh, and watching you shove food in your face. I hate the fact you chew with your mouth open, and how you don’t do laundry till the last minute. I need boxers sooner than every two weeks, Kens. I love how loyal you are, and willing to go to the ends of the earth to protect those you care about. I love how you know how dark my past is, yet even though you do, you’ve stuck with me all these years. Somehow no matter how much of a hard ass I am, or shit that I go through, you never leave me. And after my incident, you gave me space but if I had called you would have been here in an instant. And even though I was an ass who thought I didn’t need you, I did need you. You showed up exactly when I needed you. I meant what I said about you back then. I still do. "

"Deeks…" She whispered as he walked over and sat next to her.

"Kens. The point is that, I realized over there, how much you affect me. What I would do, what I almost did, if I knew you had died. It’s not human. I should never have even tried to do that, but you. You. Woman you affect me so damn much. My thoughts and emotions always become a jumble. And I’m scared. I’m scared of what I feel for you, because I feel so much. I can’t loose you, because I don’t like the person I would become if I lost you. And if we do this, if we give this a real shot, that’s a fear I have to face everyday. And I’m scared." He closed his eyes as he felt her hand on his face. He took a deep breath enjoying the contact. "And I can’t be like him."

"Deeks." She said as she felt her eyes sting with some tears.

He kept his eyes closed and she ran her fingers through his hair. “I told you it was a lot.”

"It was. But it didn’t include raccoons or a knife, boxes, or any kind of shitty metaphor. I think we are getting somewhere."

"Are we, Kens?"

"Yes we are. Because all those things you said, I feel the same. Except you don’t have to make the bed every day…. We just mess them up again that night."

"You know the rule. Your place we don’t make the bed, my place we do. Compromise."

"You know I would never let you become like him. You are already a better man than he ever was. And I’m just as scared as you."

"I don’t want to talk about this." Deeks said as he turned his face away from her.

"Okay. We don’t have to, not yet. But Deeks, I care about you and I can’t loose you either. Last summer, when I found you like that… It changed me. Shifted something inside me. I’m just as deep in this as you are. Where we go from here, well I don’t know exactly know." Kensi said as Deeks picked his face up and looked at her.

"I just can’t loose you. I can’t loose you as a partner, I can’t loose you as my friend, I can’t loose the sound of you having a beating heart, and I can’t loose you in the way that I know the word for but am scared to say."

"You can’t loose me as your, lover." Kensi whispered. A slight blush over coming her face.

"You listen to me Kensi. You are not just my lover. You are so much more than that and I want you to know that."

"I know, you’re more than that for me too, you know? I’m not good with this whole feelings and communication thing either." Kensi said with a slight laugh.

"I can agree to the validity of both those statements." Deeks said as he took her face in his hands. "I’m going to promise you something. I don’t know how long it will take me to figure all this shit out in my head, but I don’t want you to stop doing this. Don’t stop doing whatever you are doing to me, because you’re the reason I am a good person."

"I promise, I’ll be with you every step of the way. No many how many circles we have to go through. Your stuck with me, remember raccoons-" She was interrupted by his mouth as he placed it on hers.

"Do not start with those again." Deeks said in between kisses.

Kensi smiled and placed her head on his chest, nuzzling into his side. Where they went from here, well neither one of them really knew. They both had demons to face but they could only go forward from here- and moving forward together was better than moving on alone.

"Where do we go from here?" Deeks asked.

"Forward. Together." Kensi said, squeezing his hand.

Deeks squeezed her hand in return, letting her know they were in this together.