What if a certain feisty brunette and a certain shaggy haired surfer meet in college.
She doesn't even know why she agreed to this. Her roommate convinced her that she should come to this party with her and now said roommate is nowhere to be found. So now she looks like a dork just leaning up against the wall by herself with a cup in her hand, trying not to make eye contact with anyone.
Standing there, lost in thought she suddenly feels a presence beside her. Turning her head, her eyes connect with ones attached to a blonde mop of hair.
He smiles. "Hi."
"Uh…Hi." Great another guy just trying to get into my pants. Is all she thinks.
He can tell she's put off by him but he doesn't give up. "So, you enjoying the party?"
"Yeah, it's uh…it's great." She has to push herself against the wall in order to avoid a drunk frat guy from running into her.
He laughs, because she clearly isn't having a good time. "Right. So, why are you really here? You're clearly not having a good time."
She lets out a frustrated sigh. "Well, if you must know, I came with my roommate who's nowhere to be found and I'm obviously not gonna leave her here by herself."
"Your roommate sounds like she has a great friend then." He gives her a smile. He doesn't know what it is, but there's something about this girl. When he saw her from across the room he was just drawn to her. She wasn't trying to get the attention of every guy by clinging on them or playing dumb like most girls at the party were. She was just standing there minding her own business, if anything she was trying to avoid guys as much as possible and something about that was just so refreshing to him.
She smiles back at him and is about to respond when.
"Marty, you comin'?" A slightly faded guy walks up to him, throwing his arm around the blonde's shoulders.
"Nah, I'm gonna stay here and talk to…." He gestures to her to fill in the blank.
He smiles at his buddy, then turns his attention back to Kensi. "I'm gonna stay here and talk to Kensi."
The guy looks at Kensi, smiles and then turns back to Deeks, giving him a pat on the back. "Alright, man. Catch ya later."
He nods, never taking his eyes off the beautiful brunette. "So, Kensi, do you go to school here?"
"Uh, yeah. Second year. What about you?"
"First year. Law."
"Wow. A lawyer. Don't take this the wrong way but you look like a soccer or surf coach more than a lawyer." She says, as she brings up her hand and ruffles his hair and Oh my god. What did she just do? The blush creeps up on her face and panic slowly starts setting in.
He's a bit shocked at her actions but can't help but feel strange feeling in the pit of his stomach at the feel of her touch. "Ye-yeah, I get that a lot." She's has him speechless. No other woman, strike that, no other person has ever left him speechless. Ever.
There's a bit of awkwardness that follows and he sees that she's starting to get uncomfortable. He doesn't want her to leave so he does the only thing he can think of.
"Hey, do want to get out of here and go some place more quite?" He's nervous because he doesn't know how she's going to respond and he'd really like to spend more time with her.
She raise her eyebrow like, Really?.
He then realizes how that sounded. "No, I mean to talk. Just to talk." He raises his hands in defense. "No, ulterior motive. I just want to talk."
She looks at him and sees the genuine honesty reflecting in his eyes. He really doesn't have an ulterior motive and she would really like to talk to him some more. "I would really like that."
He gestures his arm out for her to go first. He knows it's crazy but he doesn't want to let her out of his sight.
As they walk out on to the back porch of the Malibu beach house, he points towards the walk way. "Do you want to take a walk on the beach?"
She smiles. "Yeah, sure."
They slowly make their way down the path leading towards the beach in silence. They both feel a strange connection towards one another. Even though they just met the easiness they have when they talk to one another tells them that this could maybe turn into something real.
Once they hit the beach, they begin to walk along the water's edge. Neither knowing what to say, just staring at the ocean, the moon overhead. Every once and in awhile Kensi will catch him looking at her. "What?"
He gives her a nervous smile. "Nothing. It's just….and don't take this the wrong way, but you're really beautiful."
A blush creeps up on her cheeks, again. Thank god it's dark, because she's pretty sure every time he's looked at her with those gorgeous blues eyes of his she's felt the heat creep up her neck and an unfamiliar feeling in the pit of her stomach. "Thanks? I think." She wonders why he would think that she would take that the wrong way.
"It's just that….before we came down here I told you I had no ulterior motives other than getting to know you more." He stops in his tracks, turning towards her, making her stop. "I truly meant that, Kensi."
She hears the sincerity in his voice and looks into his eyes, here come the heat again. "I know, Marty."
He seems uncertain, so she takes one of his hands in hers and pulls him down to sit with her.
"So, you never told me what your major was." He says breaking the silence.
"Oh, Political Science."
He nods. "Political Science. That's interesting. What do you plan on doing with that?"
Her posture changes, like she's sure of herself. "After I graduate, I'm going to apply to NCIS."
He not at all surprised. From the moment he met her, she's been nothing but an enigma to him.
"Wow. NCIS." He smiles. "Um…what is that exactly?"
She laughs. "Naval Criminal Investigative Service."
"So like CSI?"
She smiles because he seems genuinely interested. "In a way. NCIS deals with crimes mainly involving military personnel in the Navy or Marines."
"Wow. That's really cool." He turns his body so that he's fully facing her. "So why NCIS?"
She doesn't know if she should tell him the real reason, she did just meet the guy. She considers it and just decides to tell him the truth. "My dad….." She take a calming breath.
He can see that she's struggling with something so he grabs her hand, catching her off guard and when their eyes meet he gives her a hand a reassuring squeeze to continue.
"My dad was a Marine. He died in a car wreck when I was fifteen." She take a shaky breath, willing herself to continue. "The investigators said he was drinking and driving but I knew my dad….he would have never gotten behind the wheel of a vehicle if he had been drinking."
"Foul play?" He sees where she's headed with this.
She nods her head, tears glistening in her eyes.
He wipes the tear falling from her eye. "That's why you're joining. To catch you're father's killer." It's not a question but a statement.
She's never told anyone why she's doing what she's doing, but he just draws it out of her. She wants to tell him everything. She never cries in front another person, let alone a guy she just met. When she cries it makes her feel weak and she doesn't like others to see her weak, but he seems to have a strange effect on her. When he wiped away her tears, she felt something in his touch. And instead of running away like most guys do when a girl starts to cry he stayed and listened. It felt like part of him was carrying her loss with him. "Yeah, I need answers."
"I get that."
"So a lawyer, huh?"
"Yeah, I'm aiming to be a Public Defender."
"That's interesting. Not a lot of money in that."
"For me. Just like for you. It's not about the money." He takes a deep breath because now once he tells this amazing girl about his past, she'll probably run. But she was honest with him, so it's only fair that he's honest with her. "When I was young, my public defender was the only adult in my life that I could truly count on."
She squeezes his hand, urging him to continue.
"My father wasn't the greatest person. He was a mean drunk. Anything and everything I did was wrong in his eyes. No matter what it was." Tears start falling from his eyes, so he won't let himself look up at her. "Uh….he would, uh, always have a drink in his hand. My mom would do everything she could to please him but even if she made the slightest mistake he would take it out on her. It wasn't as bad for me until I got older and tried to stop him." He finally gets the courage to look up at her and sees the sadness in her eyes. "One day I finally had enough. He had just giving my mom one of the worst beatings and so I ran to my room, got the gun that my friend Ray gave me."
She raises her eyebrow, wondering why a kid would give him a gun.
He sees it in her eyes. "He gave it to me for protection. He went through the same thing with his father."
She nods, understanding in her eyes.
"So that day I shot him. Afterwards I just stood there frozen until my mom snapped me out of it. The neighbors heard and called the cops. They showed up ten minutes later, he got loaded into the ambulance and I got loaded into a cop car."
"So what happened?"
"After he got out of the hospital, he was sent to prison for 10 years. And my public defender, got me off for self defense."
She places her finger under his chin, lifting his head up so he's looking at her. "That was incredibly brave, Marty. I can't imagine what it was like for you." She wipes away the tears from his eyes. "I mean fearing for your life everyday and from the person that was suppose to make you feel safe."
He gives her a weak smile.
"I may not know what you went through. But I do know that you saved two lives that day."
He gives her a questioning look. "Two."
"Your's and your mom's. Your mom would have probably never left him. And in those types of situations it doesn't usually end well."
He gives her a genuine smile. He's never really thought of it like that before. "Thank you, Kensi. I've never told anyone else that before."
She smiles right back at him. "I haven't either."
"KENSI!" An unfamiliar voice interrupts him.
They both turn back towards the house where a blonde girl about their age is walking towards them.
"Oh, that's my roommate." She says as she slowly gets up. "I'd better go."
He follows her and stands up. "Oh, okay." He's disappointed, he doesn't want her to leave.
"I'll see you around." She comes closer to him and places a sweet kiss to his cheek and whispers in his ear. "I really enjoyed our talk, Marty. Thank you."
He can't help the blush that creeps up on his face. "Me-me too."
She turns around and starts walking towards her friend.
Okay, he has to see her again. He can't let her go, she's something special and he knows it. "KENS!"
She turns around and sees him running towards her, making her smile. Thank God! She thinks to herself.
He runs the short distance and stops in front of her, giving her a nervous smile. "Kens, would you like to go out with me tomorrow afternoon?"
Once again a blush slowly creeps up her neck to her face. "Yeah, I would really like that."
He beams, giving her his million watt smile. "Awesome!"
Wow, that smile is turning her legs into jelly. "I'll meet you at the quad?"
He takes a page from her book and leans in, giving her a sweet kiss on the cheek. "Great. I'll see you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow." She gives him one last smile and walks back towards the house.
Her smile is magic. Boy am I in trouble. He thinks to himself, not being able to wipe the smile off his face. He decides to call it a night, so he can be refreshed for tomorrow. He heads back to his apartment and starts to plan the best first date he's ever had.
That night they both lay in their beds thinking about what tomorrow will bring. They fall asleep, his dreams are filled with a beautiful brunette and hers with a handsome, shaggy blonde.
They meet at the quad at 10 a.m., both ready to ready to go.
He walks up to her and gives her a hug. "Hey!"
"Hey!" She returns his hug and since when was she a hugger?
"Are you ready?"
"Yeah! Were are we going exactly?"
"Well…..I thought we could have lunch at the pier and then I may have another surprise. If you're up for it."
She smiles. "Malibu Farm? I love that place!"
He smiles, nodding his head.
They walk side by side to the bus that takes them to the Malibu Pier.
They arrive at their stop. Once off the bus, they walk to the restaurant. They've been mostly quiet since they met up this morning, a little small talk here and there but once they get seated at their table things start to get more comfortable.
"So do you come here a lot?"
"Yeah, at least a couple of times a week. I actually use to work here before I started law school. What about you?"
"Really? That's so cool." She smiles. "I discovered this place with one of my friends our first week freshmen year, I just fell in love with the whole atmosphere of the place. I've never experienced anything like it before. Ever since then, I come at least a couple a times a week. I'm surprised we haven't run into each other before now."
"Hi, guys." The waitress walks up to their table, looking at her tablet, then finally looks up at them. "Kensi? Marty?"
"Wait, how do you.."
"Do you two?"
The both say at the same time.
Marty takes the lead as Kensi is left speechless. "Hey, Callie. I take it you know Kensi."
"Of course! She's one of my best regulars." She smiles at Kensi. "I didn't know you two were friends."
This time Kensi speaks up. "We, uh…..we're actually on our first date." Kensi looks at Marty and then to Callie giving her a sheepish smile.
Callie gives them the biggest smile. Why hadn't she thought of it before. She's known Marty for 4 years and Kensi for the last year and a half, getting to know both of them. They totally make sense together. "Well, what can I get you two?"
The both order and before Callie walks off, she leans down and says something to Marty, making him smile.
"What did she say?" Kensi asks, curiously.
He smiles. "She said, that for as long as she's known the both of us she can't believe she didn't think of getting us together."
A small blush creeps up on her neck, she turns her head quick to look out to the water. Maybe he won't notice.
He's staring at her. He can't help it. And when she blushes. It makes him giddy. The number of times he's made her blush last night and today makes the unfamiliar feeling in the pit of his stomach grow. "I like that color on you."
She turns to look at him. "What, black?" She pulls at her shirt.
Looking into her mesmerizing eyes. "No, this." He says, bringing one hand up to her flushed face, cupping her jaw, rubbing his thumb back and forth.
Oh my god! What is he doing? First I let him hug me, now this? Her blush only gets darker. "Marty?" She says with a shaky voice.
They're broken from their trance when Callie comes back with their food. "Sorry, guys." She says, realizing she's interrupted something.
Marty takes back his hand, immediately missing the feel of her skin. When he pulls his hand away she immediately misses his touch. They give each other a smile, realizing what was about to happen, both hoping to return to it later.
"Thank you, Callie." Kensi says to their waitress, knowing she couldn't help it, she was just doing her job.
Marty nods his head in agreement.
They eat their food in silence until Kensi lifts up her burger for him to try. "You have to try this!"
He's hesitant at first but when he sees that she's being serious, he leans forward and takes a bite. "Oh, damn. That is good."
"Right? Every time I order it it gets better and better." She takes another big bite.
He smiles at her, she's clearly focused on her burger. She's so genuine, not trying to act all dainty by pecking at her food.
When she's finished with the food in her mouth he lifts up his salmon burger, offering her a bite.
She takes it and hums. "Oooh, that's really good. I'm gonna have to order that, the next time we come."
"I don't think…." He starts to respond but is interrupted by her.
She looks at him with a sad expression. "Ye-yeah, okay." She's so confused, she thought that they were having a good time. And what about the moment they had before their food came.
He can see how she was misinterpreting what he was about to say, but goes to reassure her. "Kensi, I don't think you can't get it next time, because it isn't on their dinner menu." Reaching across, he grabs her hand. "I know this date isn't even over yet, but would you like to have dinner here tomorrow night?"
She has this natural ability of being unsure of her self. Why does she do that? She didn't even let him get his entire sentence out before she started doubting her assumption that they would return here together. But he can see that she's beating herself up and reaches for her hand, drawing her back to the present, asking her out on another date before this one is even over. "I would really love that."
"Really?" He can't believe that she agreed to go on a date with him in the first place, let alone agree to go on a second date before the first one is even over.
His uncertainty reassures her in a way because it shows her that what they have here means just as much to him as it does to her. "Really."
They share a smile and finish their meal and a few minutes later Callie returns. "Alright, guys. Enjoy your night and I'll see you next time. Hopefully together." She says, giving them a wink.
They both blush, but realize she didn't give them a check. "Callie, wait. What about our check?"
"It's on me. I owe you both since I didn't think to set you two up until you were already on your first date." She smiles and then walks off.
They both stand up. "Do you want to take a walk on the pier?"
She surprises him by grabbing his hand, pulling them towards the pier.
He looks down at their hands, smiling, then looks up at her.
She's looking out towards the ocean when she feels him thread their fingers together. Turning her attention back to him, she sees that he's already looking at her, smiling. "This is nice."
He nods in agreement but stops and pulls her towards the side of pier, so they can look over the edge.
They stand there awhile just listening to the waves rolling in. He decides to be brave again by pulling his hand out of hers and placing his arm around her waist, bringing her into his side. He thinks it might have been too soon when he feels her stiffen, but then she relaxes and lays her head on his shoulder, giving a content sigh. They both smile.
After a few minutes he realizes that his surprise still awaits them. "I could stay like this forever, but I have a surprise for you."
She brings her head up and looks at him, smiling. "Well then, by all means, lets go."
He intertwines their fingers and leads them to the stairway that leads to the beach. Once at the beach they reach their destination. A paddle board shop. He really hopes he got this right.
He turns towards her, trying to gage her reaction.
"So paddle boarding?"
He nods his head, weary of her reaction. "How'd I do?"
A smile slowly creeps up onto her face. "Let's just say, you just got yourself a third date."
He gives her that smile that makes her legs turn to jelly.
They get their boards and make their way to the water and enjoy the open ocean. There out for an hour when the clouds start rolling in. "We better start making our way back before we get caught in this storm."
"Okay." She turns to him with a glint in her eye. "Race ya!"
She's a good 60ft in front of him when he realizes that if he doesn't start paddling she'll win. He starts paddling, but before he can catch up to her, she's already back at the beach, waiting on him.
"I thought I was gonna have to come out there and help you paddle back in." She says, giving him a smirk as he gets off his board.
Leaving the board, he runs over to her and throws her over his shoulder. "Oh, you just think you're so funny, Blye."
She's giggling, as he runs them towards the water. She never giggles. "Only the funniest."
He's knee deep in the water when he thinks about throwing her in but changes his mind when he remembers they don't have an extra set of clothes. So he gently sets her down, she's now standing in front of him.
She looks up at him smiling, placing her hands on his chest. Their eyes lock and they get lost in each other. Slowly he leans down, bringing his forehead to hers. "I had a really great time today, Kens."
She really thought he was going to kiss her for sure this time, but what he does instead makes her feel like this is even more special to him, if that even makes sense. Most guys would go straight in for the kiss. Hell, most guys would've probably tried something on the beach last night, but if she's learned anything today its that he's not most guys. "I had a really great time today, too, Marty."
"I realize this is our first date and all, but I've never felt like this before. I've never felt this much of a connection to someone before. And I know it sounds cheesy and maybe strange, but in the 16 hours that I've known you, I know that I want to spend as much time as possible with you. I want to know everything about you." He cringes. "Okay, that sounded kinda stalkeresque," He brings up his hand and places it on her cheek, rubbing his thumb back and forth, "but it's true."
She can't believe what he's saying, because she feels the same way. In the short time that she's known him, she's felt this strange connection. "I feel the same way about you." She smiles and rubs slow circles on his lower back where are hands rest.
Suddenly they hear a loud boom. "We better get out of here before we get caught." He says, grabbing her hand making their way back to shore.
They slip on their shoes and make their way towards the stairway, fingers intertwined.
They make their way from the beach, up the stairs to the sidewalk. As they begin to walk to their bus stop they hear a loud boom again and then the rain starts to fall. Deeks starts to run for shelter but he stops, mesmerized by her.
She's looking up at the sky, taking in a deep breath, inhaling the scent of the storm. He can't believe that just after one date, he thinks he's done. It's crazy he knows that, but the time that they have spent together since meeting last night has been what he's been looking for his whole life. The way she makes him feel it's nothing short of extraordinary. He hopes he makes her feel the same.
He thinks he's done for now but when she turns to him, giving him her biggest smile he can't help but feel wrong about his thoughts a few moments ago, because now he knows without a doubt that he's done for sure. That she is most definitely it for him.
Seeing the way that he's looking at her makes smile grow even wider. What she sees in his eyes is nothing that she's ever seen before and she's pretty sure the look is reflected in her eyes. The way that he makes her feel. Every time she catches him looking at her or when she looks at him, she gets this feeling in the pit of her stomach. That feeling she now knows is love. She's knows it's crazy, but it's how she feels. Not that she's going to tell him anytime soon but she knows that she's done for. Walking over to him, grin plastered on her face, she reaches on her tip toes and gives him a soft kiss.
"Wow." Marty is flabbergasted by her assertiveness but soon enough a slow smile creeps up on his face and he pulls her back in for another earth shattering kiss.
Once they pull back again she smiles at him. "That was…just wow." She says, words falling short.
He gives her a look of admiration. "Yeah, I'm definitely already use to this." He says, cupping her jaw and bring his lips to hers once more.
Their kisses start to multiply when they're almost in a full on make out session in the middle of the rain. Soon though, they realize how hard it actually is to make out in a rain storm and pull back from their lip lock, laughing.
He wraps his arm around her shoulders, as she wraps hers around his waist. They walk to their bus stop and wait for their ride. "So, what do you want to do now?"
She looks up at him, staying in his embrace. "First, I think we should get out of these wet clothes. And then we could always do what I like to do when there's a rain storm."
Before she can tell him he speaks up. "Let me guess take out and a movie marathon?"
She nods her head and smiles. "Yeah, how'd you know?"
"I guess great minds think alike, because that's what I do, too." He leans down an presses a kiss to her forehead.
I guess great minds do think alike. Just like how they both know that this is the last first date that either of them will have. And how they couldn't be more excited about it.
A/N: I'll try my best to update at least once a week.