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NCIS Los Angeles Fan Fiction

Deeks' pov

I'm not sure whether I did the right thing kissing Kens I mean, she means the world to me and I ruined it. What if she hates me? Our 'thing' will never be the same, it's just I didn't know how to tell her how I feel. Communication is not my strong suit.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! I smack my alarm clock and let out a deep sigh. Once I get out of bed I have a shower before getting dressed in jeans and my favourite checkered shirt. I head out my apartment and get in the car before I realize where I'm going, I'm standing outside the door of our 'in plain sight' Operations Centre. I head in before I can stop myself, I'm one and a half hours early so no one's around. As I head over to the bullpen I realize how much I've missed this place and that maybe I shouldn't quit.

"Ah Mr Deeks... So nice to see you." Came the familiar voice of Henrietta Lang our operations manager.

"Hey Hetty, it's good to be back I've missed it."

"So, is this a flying visit or are you staying for good?" She asked

I think about it for a minute and say

"I honestly don't know. Ask me tomorrow"

I head down to the firing range and start shooting, my first five rounds missed but the rest I hit on the edge of the target. All I need to do is stop this underline shaking I can't seem to get rid of since the torture. As I reload my gun my phone starts ringing in my pocket, I grab it and I see the calls from a blocked number, I answer the phone

"Hello who is this?" I said, on the other line I hear a raspy voice say

"Is this LAPD liaison Detective Martin Deeks?"

"Depends on who wants to know."

"Maybe the person with the love of you life's mother."

No this can't be happening Kensi's mum. She can't know.

"NO! What do you want?" I shout, down the phone

"You!"

AUTHORS NOTES:

HEY GUYS THIS IS MY FIRST FAN FICTION SO PLEASE TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK NEED TO KNOW WHETER TO KEEP POSTING OR NOT. THX FOR READING