[NCIS LA: Drabble] "Peace and Quiet" [Kensi/Deeks, G]
Title: Peace and Quiet
Prompt: writerverse challenge #14 October table of doom
Photo Used: photo #9
Word Count: 283
Rating: G
Original/Fandom: NCIS: LA
Pairings: Kensi Blye/Marty Deeks
Summary: “What am I going to have when it’s over?”
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
Peace and Quiet
“Hey,” said Deeks, even though he knew Kensi must have heard him coming for the last half a mile through this tall grass.
She didn’t look up. “Hey.”
Kensi was sitting on the one unbroken bench of a weather-beaten picnic table, half-overgrown like the various pieces of playground equipment around it.
Deeks stopped, still a few feet away. “Nice place. Very… shabby chic. No, wait, I know, it’s an art instillation, isn’t it? One of those crazy artists who lines up three grapes and calls it a still life, or…or… I’ll bet this has a name. How about The Decay of Childhood? Oh, that’s good. Or maybe Abandonment of Dreams? No, I like the first one better. More… depressing.”
“It’s just a playground, Deeks,” said Kensi. “It’s a good place to think.”
“Certainly no danger of your peace and quiet being interrupted by kids. Or lawn mowers.”
Deeks sat down next to Kensi, close enough that she could touch him if she wanted to- and she did, reaching blindly for his hand and holding on tight.
“I used to come out here to think about choices,” she said. “About the family, the kids I would never have because I put my career ahead of everything.”
“Kens…”
“And I was okay with that, Deeks, for a long time. I love my job, and the work we do is really, really important. But I can’t do field work forever. What am I going to have when it’s over?”
“Me,” said Deeks, squeezing her hand. “You’ll always have me, Kens. And I’m really good with kids.”
“That’s because you are one,” she scoffed, but she was laughing, and he counted that as a win any day.
THE END
Current Mood:
snowed in
Prompt: writerverse challenge #14 October table of doom
Photo Used: photo #9
Word Count: 283
Rating: G
Original/Fandom: NCIS: LA
Pairings: Kensi Blye/Marty Deeks
Summary: “What am I going to have when it’s over?”
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
Peace and Quiet
“Hey,” said Deeks, even though he knew Kensi must have heard him coming for the last half a mile through this tall grass.
She didn’t look up. “Hey.”
Kensi was sitting on the one unbroken bench of a weather-beaten picnic table, half-overgrown like the various pieces of playground equipment around it.
Deeks stopped, still a few feet away. “Nice place. Very… shabby chic. No, wait, I know, it’s an art instillation, isn’t it? One of those crazy artists who lines up three grapes and calls it a still life, or…or… I’ll bet this has a name. How about The Decay of Childhood? Oh, that’s good. Or maybe Abandonment of Dreams? No, I like the first one better. More… depressing.”
“It’s just a playground, Deeks,” said Kensi. “It’s a good place to think.”
“Certainly no danger of your peace and quiet being interrupted by kids. Or lawn mowers.”
Deeks sat down next to Kensi, close enough that she could touch him if she wanted to- and she did, reaching blindly for his hand and holding on tight.
“I used to come out here to think about choices,” she said. “About the family, the kids I would never have because I put my career ahead of everything.”
“Kens…”
“And I was okay with that, Deeks, for a long time. I love my job, and the work we do is really, really important. But I can’t do field work forever. What am I going to have when it’s over?”
“Me,” said Deeks, squeezing her hand. “You’ll always have me, Kens. And I’m really good with kids.”
“That’s because you are one,” she scoffed, but she was laughing, and he counted that as a win any day.
THE END
Current Mood:
snowed in