whiteink | Love Don't Live Here Anymore

This song reminds me of Kensi and Deeks. In a lot of ways she's so damaged, that I see her always distrusting Deeks and pushing him away. And one day, he may just walk away to protect himself.

Well this heart of mine
Has been hardened like a stone
It might take some time
To get back what is gone
But I'm movin' on

What if he does move on? Leave NCIS, leave LAPD, leave California. Would he? Could he?

Well I've been doin' fine without you
Forgettin' all the love we once knew
And girl I ain't the one who slammed that door
But now you say you've changed your thinkin'
But I ain't got a heart for breakin'
So go and pick your bags up off my floor
Cause love don't live here anymore

I can see her begging him for another change if he left. And I can see him trying to protect himself from getting hurt.

Well baby you can try
To tell me how it is
And try to justify
Everything you did

But honey I'm no fool
And I've been down this road
Too many times with you
I think it's best you go

He knows going back to her would only break his heart again. But at the same time, he loves her. And that leaves the question - what would he choose? Walk away, or go back to her. Either choice will break his heart. But in the end, he has to make a choice.

Fic Excerpt

“Please, don’t leave me,” she said, the tears beginning to fall.

“I was going to propose that night,” he said. “I had the ring in my pocket, and I was trying to figure out the perfect way to do it, and the next thing I know you’d slamming doors in my face, screaming that you hate me. And suddenly I realized that I’d never win your heart. You’re too damned stubborn to let anyone in.”

Kensi looked at him, tears streaming down her face as she fell to her knees in the middle of the floor. Deeks could feel his resolve breaking as he turned and walked from the room. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t still love her, but in the end he had to look out for himself. He would never win with her, and he couldn’t do it anymore. Slamming his bedroom door, he crossed to the bed and threw himself on it before his own tears started to fall.

And the question remains. Where do they go from here? I'll post the story on Sunday and let you know.