#NCIS 8

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NCIS: Los Angeles - Season 8 Episode 20 - From Havana with Love - Lou scenes Part 2

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A/N: This one takes places during season 8, once Kensi’s in rehab and we’re introduced to Sullivan. Borne from the moment when Deeks says Kensi doesn’t want to do things with him.

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I’ll Try Not to Take it Personally

They’re driving back from Kensi’s outpatient therapy, a John Denver song in the background, Kensi in the passenger seat, using two fingers to tap out texts on her phone. It’s on the laborious side, but better than when she had minimal function. She chuckles at something. It’s just a little huff of laughter.

It catches his attention though and makes him wonder who or what elicited such a response. Although he in no way blames her, the laughs are few and far between. Sometimes Kensi seems to appreciate his attempts to at humor, while other times she seemed irritated by it all.

His thoughts drift back to earlier in the morning when he’d walked in on her and Sullivan nearly wrestling. The way the guy had talked about him knowingly, almost mocking.

“So, what Sullivan’s story?” he asks, going for casual. Kensi looks up, and when he looks her way for a second, her nose is scrunched in apparent confusion.

“Sullivan? Why do you want to know about him?”

“I don’t know, you just seem to spend a lot of time with him in rehab. Yet you never really talk about him.”

“What’s there to talk about? We do therapy, he says stupid things, I shove carrots in his ears,” Kensi rattled off and he grins. It doesn’t surprise him she’s found a way to turn PT and OT into a competitive activity.

“I’m sure that’s an approved and well-tested therapy strategy,” he jokes.

“Hey, maybe it’s not conventional, but it helps pass the time.” She pauses, then adds, “Even though he annoys me 90% of the time, he makes it easier somehow. I don’t feel like he’s pitying me or whatever. He’s just Sullivan.”

Deeks knows there’s nothing to worry about; he trusts Kensi’s fidelity to him completely. It doesn’t do anything to quell the slight jealousy that rises every time he walks into the rehab unit to find them taunting one another or laughing.

Maybe it remind him a little too much of how he and Kensi started out. Or maybe he’s just that desperate for more time with her.

“Maybe I can come to one of your nest sessions,” he suggests. “I always feel like I’m a step behind when you’re working on something new. I can be your exercise partner.”

“Oh, baby, you don’t need to do that,” Kensi says quickly. He tells himself the slight panic in her voice is his imagination.

“Yeah, but I want to.”

“Deeks…” she sighs. “I don’t want you to see me like that. Sometimes I get frustrated and it’s really not pretty.”

He doesn’t tell her he’s seen a lot of not pretty things in the last few months. Like her in bleeding out under a helicopter or stuck in a coma. Apparently Sullivan can see her at her most vulnerable though.

This isn’t about him, he reminds himself. She’ll look for support when shes ready.

“Do you wanna grab sushi when I get done at OPS?” he asks after a long silence. “The new place has a special on Wednesdays. We haven’t had a real date night since you got released from the hospital.”

“Deeks, I’d love to, but I already made plans with Nell,” Kensi explains apologetically. “It’s this artsy thing that’s only out for a few weeks. I’m sorry.”

“No, it’s ok,” he lies, forcing a smile. “Have a great time with Nellosaurus.”

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The three musketeers back together on screen for the first time since 2013 🥲 I can't believe it

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DENSI x CHENFORD 🏡🤍

[geeky-nightphilosopher]

M'kay so I'm watching NCIS Enemy Combatants...

And your gonna tell me Nick didn't have a crush on Ellie from the first episode of him showing up in Rogue?!?

And was that jealousy when Reeves was praising her?!? (After he told her brothers that she wasn't his "type," and that she could have possibly be dating Reeves.)

Yeah. Okay, Nick. Lie through your teeth.

[renegadesstuff]

THOSE PARKING LOT ARE CURSED 🥺😩

[ejzah]

A/N: A little Deeks angst for you. Set early season 8.

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The Bucket’s Full

Deeks hurried into the mission, a cup of cold, leftover coffee from last night clutched in one hand, his phone in the other as he forwarded some of Kensi’s latest medical paperwork to the VA. If he thought about it too hard, the sheer cost of Kensi’s treatment made him nauseous, so now he quickly reviewed the listed services and amounts and then sent them on.

This morning’s visit had not gone particularly well; while the doctor’s reassured them both that Kensi was making progress and actually improving more quickly than anticipated, she struggled with everything she still couldn’t do.

It had all started out well enough with Deeks managing to sneak in early enough to surprise Kensi when she woke up. Their good morning kiss had quickly devolved into full-on making out, and for a few minutes, they tuned out everything but each other. Until a nursing assistant arrived to announce Kensi needed to change for her first therapy appointment of the day.

Kensi had insisted on dressing as much as she could on her own. Deeks could only standby, watching her get more and more frustrated between the lack of mobility in her left hand an minimal sensation in her right. It was somewhere around her twentieth attempt to pull on a sock on that she growled and swiped her arm across her nearby tray, breaking into angry tears.

At least she’d let him comfort her this time, but he’d gotten the text from Nell about an active case before Kensi fully settled down.

It sucked on so many levels.

Tossing his bag on his desk chair, he drank the rest of his stale coffee, and sat down, letting out an exhausted sigh. He just wanted to sleep, though he never could once he actually got in bed.

“Deeks, glad you’re here,” Callen said, jogging down the stairs with Sam at his side.

Deeks rubbed his palms over his eyes, blinking back the gritty feeling. “Morning to you too.”

As they joined him in the bullpen, Sam squeezed Deeks’ shoulder before taking his own seat.

“We need you to call LAPD and get them to send a couple units over to parole near our crime scene.”

“Wait, what crime scene?” Deeks asked, holding up a hand. “You know LAPD isn’t just going to lend us resources without details.”

“Well, maybe if you weren’t late, you’d know about our case,” Callen pointed out. Normally, Deeks would have ignored the gentle ribbing. Today though, he didn’t have the patience for it and snapped back.

“I was with Kensi. Honestly, you’re lucky I’m here at all.”

“I take it it was a rough morning,” Sam guessed.

“Oh no, life on the rehabilitation unit is delightful for a 32 year old woman recovering from significant spinal injuries.”

“Ok,” Callen said slowly.

Even with his hand currently covering his face, Deeks knew Callen was sharing one of those annoying looks that questioned his mental stability.

“I’m sorry,” he sighed. “I’m running on approximately three hours of sleep and two day old coffee, so I’m not exactly my usual cheerful self.”

“We understand,” Sam told him, speaking for both himself and Callen. “Why don’t you take half an hour, get yourself together, and Nell will fill you in after that.”

“What about LAPD?” The thought of lying down for a few minutes sounded blissful, but he couldn’t exactly shirk his responsibilities.

“We’ll figure it out.”

“Thanks, man.”

As Deeks slowly got up, Sam rested his hand on the back of Deeks’ neck, his touch solid and comforting. It made him feel dangerously close to tears himself.

“It’s going to be ok,” Sam said, emphasizing the words with a squeeze. Deeks managed a faint quirk of his lips before shrugging out from under Sam’s hand, and shuffling towards the hall.

He probably wouldn’t end up sleeping at all, but the chance for a few minutes without any responsibility sounded wonderful.

[benedettabeby]

Listen,we know Ziva loves him but here he's talking about movies(season 8,episode 21 minute 32:09). It's a thing that annoys her,right? right

THEN WHY THAT LOOK ZIVA?

[djkerr]

Gary Cole guest starred on Frasier 08x07 The New Friend (December 5, 2000) playing Luke Parker.

Roz introduces Frasier to her new boyfriend, Luke, and the two men hit it off. Roz catches Luke cheating on her and she dumps him. Frasier hides his continuing friendship with Luke while supporting Roz during her heartbreak. Roz later gets back together with Luke which she hides from Frasier.

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[theonewithval]

They are just the most insufferable ever (with love)

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: NCIS: Los Angeles Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Harris Keane & Hetty Lange Characters: Hetty Lange, Harris Keane Additional Tags: Whumptober 2024, 9x23, 9x24, 10x01, Team as Family, Angst, Emotional Hurt, Set Up For Failure, Partner Betrayal, holding back tears, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Season/Series 10 Speculation, Yeah this is a lot of whump Summary:

A very deep and whumpy look into what the Season 9 finale and Season 10 premiere must have been like for Hetty.

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A/N: This one has a little bit of smut, but nothing too extreme.

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A Freak Accident

Deeks woke to Kensi in his arms, her lips making a gentle path down his neck.

“Wow, this is so much better than an alarm,” he mumbles, peering at Kensi through the slits of his eyes.

“Good morning,” she said between kisses. Slowly, she worked her way up to his face, pausing at the corner of his mouth.

Now fully awake, Deeks grasped her thighs, pulling her closer. Kensk made a noise of approval and sealed her mouth over his, one of her hands sliding down his stomach.

His alarm blared loudly and they both groaned in frustration, Kensi rolling off him and pressing her face into her pillow.

“Well, guess we’ll have to revisit this later,” Deeks sighed between short breaths. “Do you wanna shower first?”

“Or,” Kensi said, a sly look entering her eyes. “We could save time and shower together.”

Deeks had enough arousal running through his body to decide that sounded like a very good idea. “I’ll go get the water warmed up.”

The second he had his boxers off, Kensi backed him into the shower, her body blissfully warm against his. His back hit the shower wall, maybe a little harder than she intended, and several things fell out of the wire racks above their heads.

Deeks instinctively shoved Kensi out range of falling shampoo bottles, but he wasn’t fast enough to spare himself. Something sharp hit his elbow and he twisted it around to see several long slices, oozing thin lines of blood.

“Deeks, are you ok?” Kensi asked, cupping her hands over her mouth.

“Yeah, I think a razor hit me,” he said, grimacing at the blood mixing with water to create a morbid scene.

“Here, let’s get it bandaged.” She hastily turned off the water, grabbed a towel for herself and handed him one. He clumsily wrapped it around his waist, sitting on the closed toilet seat while Kensi rooted around under the sink.

She came back with a hand towel, a tube of ointment, and bandaid. Carefully turning his arm, Kensi cleaned off the blood, wincing at the flaps of ragged skin.

“I’m sorry, baby,” she apologized as she applied a thin layer of ointment and the bandaid.

“It’s not your fault.”

“Well, next time I’ll be more careful.”

As soon as he moved his arm, he felt the cuts tug and trickles of fresh blood. “I don’t know. Maybe shower sex isn’t the best idea,” he said. For such a small injury, it hurt a lot. “Ow.” He clamped his hand over his elbow, feeling a little blood seeping through the bandage.

“Oh, don’t write it off completely just because of one freak accident,” Kensi insisted a little desperately.

“Either way, I think it’s off the table for today.” As evidence, he he uncovered his elbow, revealing a small pool of blood in his palm and the thoroughly soaked bandage.

“I’ll get more bandaids,” Kensi sighed.

“Maybe some gauze would be a good idea too.”

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Ahh, real quick Seven Sentence Sunday tag game response from my upcoming Tiva Paris fic! Thanks for tagging me, @indestinatus !!

“Tony, you have never kissed me on the Eiffel Tower,” she countered irritably.

“I haven’t? Well, we should go fix that,” he said, pretending to get to his feet to leave.

Tali rolled her eyes. “Daaaad.”

He sat back down. “Alright, another time,” he acquiesced. “To be fair, what happened in Paris has always been a bit of a secret between your mom and I."

Anyone who wants to participate, consider yourself tagged! Share seven sentences from one of your WIPs!

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CHENFORD x DENSI ❤️

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Underappreciated Tiva moment from 8x03:

Ziva knowing her h̶u̶s̶b̶a̶n̶d̶  coworker is sad about Gibbs being chosen over him for Ncis brouchure, so she tries to cheer him up by pointing to the little piece of his shoulder in the photo.

Pls look at her checking his mood and being all like “No no no sad Tony under my watch! Don’t worry my love I’ll fix this up”

Looking out for his reaction before pointing it PLSSSS

Ziva your wife side is showing