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chicgeekgirl89 · 2 years ago
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How to Say Goodbye
Fandom: NCIS LA
Characters: Marty Deeks, Kensi Blye, Monty
Summary: After an extremely hard day Kensi and Deeks reevaluate their careers and consider where the road ahead might lead. A post ep for S14E12 "In the Name of Honor."
A/N: Wow, hello old friends. It's been a while. In light of the recent announcement about cancellation it only felt right that I come out of retirement and give the couple who changed my writing life a little bit of a sendoff. This may not be my final Densi fic, I'm leaving the door open for the rest of the season, but if it is, I'm happy with where I've left them. Enjoy!
Also, Monty lives for as long as I write in this fandom. Does it make sense? Probably not. Do I care? No. 
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Kensi slides into the passenger seat and lets her head fall back against the headrest, eyes closing as her body relaxes into the leather. She’s going to be sore tomorrow. Like take two Advil before she even gets out of bed sore. 
“Hey, you okay?” Deeks asks as he gets in the driver’s side and pulls on his seatbelt.
She nods. “Yeah. Yeah I’m just tired.”
“That makes sense, you had a rough day,” Deeks says.
She snorts. “Yeah, right, that’s what it was. A ‘rough day.’”
Deeks is quiet for a moment and then he reaches over a hand, sliding it between her head and the seat, gently massaging the back of her neck. She sighs and relaxes under his touch. 
“Let’s bail on Callen,” he says softly. “He’ll understand. Let me take you home. We can order delivery, go to bed early.”
She opens her mouth to protest, to say that it’s not fair to bail on their friend, but honestly, if she closes her eyes for too long right now, she’s probably not going to open them again, so she nods and Deeks sends a text and then they’re heading for home. 
She must doze off on the drive because it seems very short tonight and when they get inside she face plants directly into their couch without even taking off her shoes. Monty shuffles over and she blindly reaches out a hand to give him a scratch behind the ears.
She hears Deeks drop their bags and then call for Monty to go outside, the back door opening and closing so he can go out and take care of business for the night. When Deeks comes back about ten minutes later he sets something down on the coffee table. Squinting one eye open she finds a glass of wine sitting in front of her face and then grunts out her thanks as she feels him reach down to gently unlace and slide off her shoes. 
Once that’s done he settles onto the far end of the couch and pulls her feet into his lap. One hand lands on her calf and squeezes gently. “Rosa is going to stay at my mom’s tonight,” he says quietly.
At that her eyes pop open and she rolls over onto her back so she can look at him. “Oh no, I wanted to see her,” she says sadly.
“I’ll bring her by in the morning before school,” he says. 
She sighs. She knows Rosa is safe and happy at Roberta’s, but she misses her daughter and after a day like this it helps to have her presence in the house. “Okay. Thanks.”
“And dinner is ordered, it will be here in forty minutes,” he says as he begins to rub her feet.
“You are the perfect husband,” she says, enjoying the way it feels as he works the arch of her right foot.
He chuckles. “I’m going to go draw you a bath okay? You can relax until the food gets here.”
He starts to get up, but she catches his hand. “Don’t go,” she says softly.
He nods and sinks back down into the couch as she sits up, crossing her legs so she can really look at him. “What’s on your mind Fern?” he asks.
“Today was close,” she says. “Really close.”
“Yeah,” he says, emotion flitting through his eyes. “It was…yeah. Really close.”
She looks down and toys with his fingers as she tries to put what she’s feeling into words. “I thought about Rosa,” she says finally. “When they took us, when they tied us up and put us in the back of that van, before they knocked us out. I thought about everything that she’s lost. And I thought about you having to tell her that one more person she loves isn’t coming home.”
Deeks blows out a breath and shakes his head. “My mind didn’t even get that far,” he admits. “I just couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that I wasn’t there. That there was absolutely nothing I could do to stop what was about to happen to you and Fatima.”
Kensi swallows. “Deeks, if Fatima hadn’t woken up, if she hadn’t been there, I don’t think I would have been able to save myself today. I don’t think I would have made it out of that car.”
Silence fills the space as they both process what she’s just said. “Okay,” Deeks says finally. “Okay, what do we do with that?”
She shrugs. “I don’t know. I just, I can’t stop thinking that this is a young person’s game. We have Fatima and Rountree now and maybe…maybe this isn’t working anymore. I’m not sure I’m willing to keep sacrificing our family for the greater good.” She leans back against the arm rest and shoves a hand through her hair. “I don’t know Deeks.”
“You don’t have to know,” he tells her because he is good and kind and would never, ever try to make a decision for her. “Not right now.”
“We’ve been saying that for years,” she tells him helplessly. “We’ve been talking about how this is going to work with our hypothetical kids for years. But Deeks, Rosa is here now and she’s ours and we have a responsibility to her and we can’t just keep talking about it like it’s something that’s going to happen in the future. We have to make a choice.”
“I know,” he says. “I know. You’re right.”
“Yeah,” she says, with a sigh. “I am.”
“What do you want to do?” he asks after a long, heavy moment.
“I’m not sure,” she says. “We’ve had offers. Maybe it’s time for me to start seriously considering some of them.”
“Time for us,” he corrects. “If you’re going, I’m going too.”
“Deeks, just because I’m ready, that doesn’t mean you have to—“
“You’re going to leave me to third wheel it with Callen and Sam all by myself? Ha! Not a chance,” he says.
She leans forward and cups the back of his head, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. “I never thought this would be my life,” she says. “This was…this was not something I planned for. I thought I would do the agent thing, maybe move into something else after a couple years, I don’t know. But you and Rosa, you were never part of the plan.” She runs a hand through his hair. “God I’m so glad you’re part of the plan now.”
He takes her hand, kisses her palm. “You two are the only plan I want. My girls,” he says, voice thick, eyes bright. “My two perfect, beautiful, amazing, kickass girls.”
“How are we going to tell them all goodbye?” she asks, her own throat feeling tight. “Sam and Callen and everyone else. They’re our family too.”
“We’ll figure it out,” Deeks tells her. “Nell and Eric did it and look at them now. Happy as two little clams. Really rich clams. Clams with only slightly less money than Jeffy B.”
She snorts and rolls her eyes. How is that after all these years he can still make her laugh with all his ridiculousness? “I love you,” she tells him.
“I love you too.” He stands and holds out a hand. “Now come on. We’ve run out of time for a bath, but I think I can rustle up a reasonably good shower before the food gets here.”
“That is the sexiest thing you’ve ever said to me,” she says, letting him pull her up off the couch.
“How about I do you one better and tell you there’s ice cream in the freezer? And I DVR’ed the new episode of Below Deck?”
“Best. Husband. Ever.”
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baltharino · 10 months ago
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Monty Python and the Holy Grail (1975)
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i-need-of-a-hobby · 4 months ago
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i will die on the hill that payneland's first kiss should be initiated by charles asking edwin if its ok if he kisses him because edwin didn't really get a say in it before.
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not-the-living-ghost · 4 months ago
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dead boy detectives fan artists will be like “just making a quick sketch :)” and will show you the most jaw-dropping, earth-shatteringly gorgeous art you have ever seen
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starcrashedsatellite · 3 months ago
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This has been a most insightful operator background story
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imagine-darksiders · 1 year ago
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Sharing your home with a clingy, animatronic gator could get, uh, interesting, I think.
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starcrossedstarfishes · 27 days ago
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Dead Boy Detectives + Shmoopy Text Posts Part 2
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dead-enby-detective · 6 months ago
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I wonder how much this scene plays a role in Monty choosing to target Edwin over Charles after Esther sends him to befriend the boys and then later how it impacts him falling for Edwin.
Edwin is the first one to enter so he’s the first one Monty sees.
Monty doesn’t crow when Edwin enters the house but waits until Charles enters. Does he already like Edwin better? Did he see Edwin and see something special?
Charles immediately responds to the crowing by telling him to hush. Did Charles’s words stick with him after Esther gave him a human body and mind and feelings? Were his feelings hurt or was he just annoyed by it?
Edwin pulls his gloves off as he passes Monty’s cage, does he think about that after becoming human? The way Edwin takes off a piece of his armor right before going into danger?
After Edwin tell his partner he believes in Charles’s ability to open the lock, Monty crows, and Charles sasses back. Edwin pays him no mind. Does that frustrate him, later when he’s human?
After Charles opens the lock, Edwin is the one who figures out that cabinet is a trick door.
I may not like Esther but she is clever. Was Monty learning from her the entire time he was her familiar? Does he take after her in that way? Always learning, always being wanting to be clever?
Monty, is shown soon after becoming human, to have a vast knowledge of zodiac signs. Did he learn all that in that short time span or was some of it things he’s taken in from Esther over the years? How much had he learned from her, from her spells, her books over the years?
Was he “raised” to appreciate cleverness even as a crow? Did he admire Edwin’s cleverness from the beginning?
Did he become human and immediately think back to when they first entered the house and wonder if Edwin would appreciate cleverness in return? Would appreciate the opportunity to learn something new from him? Hoped that they could be clever together?
There’s just so much to this scene from Monty’s perspective that I think we should consider.
Did he ever wonder if he was clever enough, would it be enough for Edwin to give him a chance?
Like he said, he never asked to be human… did he hope that, when the time came, with all his cleverness, that Edwin would understand that?
That he had never really had a chance in the first place?
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skylie-spiderlillis · 4 months ago
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Monty being Captain Hook in the new descendants movie is so not what I had on my bingo card for this rest of the year.
Well I guess that's happening.
Good for Monty, getting to live his slutty era.
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darkxsoulzyx · 2 years ago
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POV: You join the fnaf security breach fandom / DCA fandom
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Edwin definitely uses the fact that three people like him to get things done around the place:
Edwin: Oh no, I spilled something, if only my favorite boyfriend was here to help me
Cat King, Monty, Charles *appear and start fighting over who gets to clean the spill*
Edwin, flipping on a pair of sunglasses: Now now, boys, there's many spills to go around
Edwin *knocks over a teacup with grin on his face*
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baltharino · 9 months ago
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forbescaroline · 1 year ago
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235 FAVORITE SHIPS OF ALL TIME (ranked by my followers) 132. monty green and harper mcintyre - the 100
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not-the-living-ghost · 2 months ago
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well at least now i can say with absolute certainty that netflix hates two things, and that’s ghosts and gay people
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pennumbra · 1 year ago
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starcrossedstarfishes · 1 month ago
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