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glenncoco4 · 4 years

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A/N: Chapter 4 of What Happens Next?

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They just left dinner with her parents and are finishing up the night with a walk along the pier. There’s a slight chill in the air which is surprising for July night in LA. Her arms are wrapped around his waist and one of his is thrown over her shoulders.

Once they reach the end, Kensi rests her head against his shoulder. The pair looks over at a group of surfers as they ride the evening waves of the Pacific.

Marty brings his lips to the crown of her head, inhaling the scent that is so uniquely her. His wife in his arms and the ocean breeze bouncing off the ocean brings a content smile to the lawyer’s face. “I love you, wife.”

“I love you, husband.”

After a few minutes of watching everything going on around them, a light bulb goes off in Marty’s head. He pulls away from her and grabs hold of her hand, leading them back down the pier.

She’s pulled through a small crowd, taking a few sharp turns here and there wondering what on earth her husband has up his sleeve. A few more steps and they come to an abrupt stop, she looks up and discovers why.

Once they reach the entrance of the Ferris Wheel, the blonde looks over at his wife and is met with a radiant smile. He knew about her love for the attraction and made it a point to find one in whatever city they were in, would take her to it and they would take relaxing rides over and over again.

Somehow they got lucky enough to catch it without a line so they make their way up the ramp to the ride. Kensi sits down in the capsule, her husband on the other hand stops to give the operator a handshake and whispers something in his ear before joining her.

“What was that about?”

“You’ll see.”

The wheel stops once they reach the very top and its breathtaking to say the least. Sun setting, cotton candy skies and her snuggled up with the man who makes everything better. “So I kinda have a present for you.”

“For me? But, baby, it’s your birthday.”

She reaches over his waist and grabs his hand that’s furthest away from her. “It’s a present for me, too.”

Marty’s brow furrows in confusion as he watches her take his left hand and pull it across his body. He’s obviously lost because they were talking about presents and now she has his calloused palm resting against her stomach.

Her eyes bore into his, hoping that he understands what she’s saying without actually say it. Marty shrugs at his inability to put two and two together. He’s a lawyer for god sakes, he should be able to get this.

Huffing a sigh of annoyance, Kensi realizes that she’ll have to spell it out for her unsuspecting love. “Baby, meet baby.”

“Ba-baby? As in-“

The sheen of tears that are held in his wife’s beautiful eyes tells him his answer. His face turns from shock to awe to pure elation when he realizes that there’s a baby growing just under where is palm lays. Their baby. He attempts to jump up but is thankfully stopped by the cross bar, earning a laugh from the brunette.

She laughs as he excitedly presses his lips against hers, but with the grins plastered to both of their faces it’s more teeth than lips which makes them laugh even harder. Marty brings his hand up to her face, cupping her jaw as he places his forehead against hers. He basks in the moment of serenity, holding his hold world in the palm of his hand. “A baby.”

Tears run down her cheek as she sees the pure unadulterated love shine in his eyes. They’re really doing this. They’re having a baby. “A baby.”

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“Kens, are you-“ The brunette pauses as her partner bends over and expels the contents of her stomach onto the grassy patch next to them.

She wipes her mouth with the handkerchief that she now keeps in her pocket for this specific reason. After cleaning her face off, the mother to be turns towards her partner with a small smile.

“Do you know who the father is?”

“That’s the thing-“

Talia cuts her off before she even hears her answer. “So you don’t know.”

Shaking her head, Kensi huffs a laugh at how inaccurate that statement truly is. “I do. Believe me I do, but I haven’t been totally honest with you.”

“Okayyy.”

“You see, I-I’m married.”

The brunette’s in the middle of taking a sip of water when her eyes go wide in shock, doing a spit take at her friend’s words. “You’re, what?”

A wry smile spreads to her face at how caught off guard her partner is. Damn, I am a good actor. “Yeah, that single, party girl stuff, that’s not me.”

“You’re joking, right?”

“No, I’m not.”

“How long?”

“A little over a year now.”

“But what about that guy?”

It’s Kensi’s turn to be confused.

Seeing the confusion displayed on her face, Talia realizes that she’s gonna have to remind her of their night out. Damn, guy must not be that memorable. “The guy you met at the bar last month when we went out. I mean you two were all over each other before the night was over and I for sure saw you get in a cab and go home with him.”

“I did go home with him.”

“Does your husband know?”

“He does.”

“How did he take it?”

“He was deliriously happy.”

“What?”

“He’s always wanted to be a dad and we’ve always wanted to have a family.”

The agent shakes her head at her coworker’s ability to deflect. At least she thinks that’s what she’s doing. “That’s great, sweetie, but I’m talking about the news about going home with that guy.”

“Oh, yeah, he took that pretty great, too.”

“He what now?”

“Talia, that guy was my husband Marty.”

“Seriously?”

“Seriously.”

“So why the secrecy?”

Kensi sighs. I guess it’s finally time to let the cat out of the bag. “Both our jobs can be quite dangerous so we decided to keep our marriage on a need to know basest at work.”

“But why at the bar?”

A lewd grins spreads to the soon to be mother’s face, remembering that one night a few weeks ago. “Hey, just because I’m married doesn’t mean I don’t like a little role play.”

Some night a few weeks ago

They’re sitting on the couch, watching meaningless tv as she reads an incoming text. “Hey, do you feel like going out tonight?”

He turns towards his love with a smile. “Sure. Where does my lady want to go?”

“Well, Talia actually invited me out.”

“I thought we were keeping our marriage on the down low.”

“We are.”

His eyes quirk when he realizes where this might be going. “Kensi Deeks, what do you have going on in that beautiful brain of yours?”

“We’re going to a bar.”

“Yeah.” He brings his lips to her ear, whispering while he nibbles at her skin.

“I could wear a tight little dress.”

“God, yes.” He throws his leg over her waist, now straddling her hips.

She moans when his hardness presses against her stomach. “You could come in wearing your skinny jeans and that tight black v-neck that I love so much.”

“Oh?”

“Mmmmhmmm.”

“How will we keep our hands off of each other?”

“Talia thinks I have a bit of a wild side so she’ll see us meet and think nothing of it when you take me out onto the dance floor and dance with me.”

“And what dance would that be?”

“The horizontal tango of sorts.”

“Damn, I love your dirty mind.”

She runs her fingers through his golden locks as his lips continue their ministrations against her neck. “It loves you, too.”

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They’re sitting at the bar, watching the dance floor as everyone lets their inhibitions flow. Neither of them have enough beers in them to get in on the action yet. Talia looks across the room and pauses at the sight of a man eye fucking her partner.

He doesn’t give off a creepy vibe but something about the gleam in his eyes perplexes her and then he starts walking towards them. “Hot blonde coming up behind you.”

Kensi’s eyes pinch at her partner’s words, trying to play off the fact that she could feel him undressing her with his eyes from across the room. She feels the look most of the time she’s around him unless she’s already undressed that is. The brunette’s lost in thought as their hot naked bodies pressed against each other plays out in her mind and then she hears his voice.

“Did it hurt?”

“Did what hurt?” She turns and is met with the mesmerizing cerulean blues that are the frequent star of her dreams.

“When you fell from heaven.”

She tilts her head to the side, the glint in her eye telling him that he better buckle up. “Did you just call me Satan?”

“Wha-what? No! No, I just-I” He starts to ramble, unsure of how he’ll get himself out of this, but on the inside, oh on the inside his heart does a million somersaults at her quick little retort and the laugh that follows.

She laughs at his uncomfortableness, she really loves it when she catches him off guard. He plays along perfectly and gives her an uneasy smile. Gesturing towards the empty chair next to hers, he asks to join her.

“Hi, I’m Marty.”

She takes his hand and the spark as they come skin to skin runs throughout her body. “Kensi.”

“Kensi. Strong name.”

“Thank, I kinda came with it.”

“Well, it suits you.”

20 minutes later they’re out on the dance floor grinding on one another. Talia watches from across the room and if it weren’t for the time difference she would start to wonder if they were extras in Dirty Dancing.

His hands find her hips as she presses her ass against him. He can’t control himself against her advances and quickly spins her around, crashing his lips against hers. Their tongues begin to duel, the base in the music only urges them to continue their onslaught of passion.

Meanwhile across the bar, Talia’s mouth is agape in shock at how forward her partner truly is. She’s only known Kensi for a few months but she never suspected her to be this forward.

They finally part when air becomes a necessity, he brings his forehead to hers as they continue to dance up against each other.

Kensi sees that his eyes have grown dark as time passes and really wants to get him home. They’ve had their fun, but now she really wants to have some fun. Standing on her tip toes, she brings her lips to his ear, her voice low and seductive. “How about we go have some real fun?” She nips at his earlobe, earning a growl from him.

He brings his lips to hers once again in a more feverish kiss and playfully nips at her bottom lip before she’s dragging him back over to the bar.

“Hey, I don’t mean to ditch you but-“

Talia waves her off, not the least bit offended. She does however decide to call it a night herself and walks out with the “new” couple.

Kensi hops in the cab with Marty following in after her. She turns to look out the back window and sends her partner a wink.

When cab driver pull up into the driveway, Kensi decides it might be a little fun to continue this little game. “Oh, your house is so beautiful. Does it have a jacuzzi tub?”

“Why yes it does. I may even have a few candles and some bubbles as well.”

“Wow, you’re kinda romantic.”

“My wife doesn’t seem to mind it.”

Kensi smiles, bringing her lips to his.“She doesn’t mind it. She doesn’t it one bit.”

There’s suddenly a clearing of a throat and…“Look, could you two take this outside. I need to get back to work.”

They pull back from their kiss and try to stifle their laughter as Marty hands the cabbie some bills and pulls his wife out of the car.

She takes off her heels, catching him off guard as she starts to run up the path and towards the front door. She looks over her shoulder at him and shouts. “Last one naked has to eat chocolate off the other!”

The million watt smile that spreads to his face is just a glimpse of how she makes him feel everyday. He takes off running and quickly catches up to her in the foyer. Slamming the door closed, they begin to shed their clothes and the second part of their night finally begins.

Talia throws her arm over her partner’s shoulder, letting out a humorous laugh. “I didn’t think you were a prude or anything but dear god, Kinky Kensi is very accurate.”

A blush rises to her cheeks at her friend’s incredibly precise depiction of her life with her husband. What can she say other than, she loves her man and his body.

#Densi #Densi Fanfic #Kensi Deeks #Marty Deeks #What Happens Next?#NCIS: LA #NCIS: LA Fanfic #AU #Talia DelCampo

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books-wine-and-something-clever · 6 years

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“The Story of Kullervo” Review

This will not be the first Tolkien book you would have come across on my blog, nor will it be the last one, but “The Story of Kullervo” is probably one of the more interesting ones that I’ve read thus far.

Tolkien is much more known for his literary classics that concern Middle-Earth, namely “The Hobbit”, “The Lord of the Rings” and “The Silmarillion”, all of which have been mentioned at least once on this blog. I read “The Hobbit” and “The Lord of the Rings” at a very early age and I would seriously like to revisit them, simply because I had actually seen the movies (well, LOTR’s movies really) prior to reading the series and that most likely had colored my opinion of them. But I have grown very fond of Tolkien’s writing style, as long-winded and wordy as it is, and I got “The Story of Kullervo” for Christmas from my parents and have only now just gotten the time to sit down and read it.

It wasn’t at all what I was expecting. That’s not necessarily a bad thing.

A few of the books released by the Tolkien estate that I have read recently have been incomplete translations of legends that have already been known. “Beowulf” was complete but “The Fall of Arthur” was not. “The Story of Kullervo” is based up on the Heroes of Kalevala, and in this particular epic tale, Tolkien reorganized it to better realize the scope and tragedy of this particular brooding hero. I really had to follow along to better understand the thread of the plot and I actually annotated the book a little, which I don’t normally do unless it’s my Kindle, but it was actually quite necessary. Tolkien frequently interchanged names and terms, as this was a very rough draft, but it was interesting to see all the same. It was like peering into his mind as he was formulating a tale.

The actual tale of Kullervo was actually quite short. It told the story of a young man whose father is killed by the dark magician Untamo and his mother, while pregnant with him and his sister, is brought into his service. Untamo actually tried to kill Kullervo three times, with little success and he eventually escapes, where he’s brought into the service of another family. He swears vengeance upon Untamo, for his family’s suffering. At some point, he goes and fights Untamo, has sex with his twin sister, finds out that his sister has killed herself because they unknowingly did the horizontal tango, and then Kullervo asks his sword to kill him. And the sword obliges.

It’s not very cheery. At all. In fact, the editor and Tolkien both considered Kullervo to be Tolkien’s most tragic hero, ahead of Turin Turambar (who I will be revisiting when I read “Children of Hurin”) and, perhaps, Frodo Baggins, if you consider him to be a tragic hero (which I do, to some extent). I thought it was interesting that the editor really thought about everything that was going on in this particular draft and really analyzed it, to see how many features of this tale (and others) could be spotted in his other works. You see the thumbprint of Kullervo in Turin Turambar, who have very similar tales, and you also see it to some extent in Frodo, whose journey literally put him through hell and he could not recover from it. But that’s another discussion for another time.

What I really liked about this was that it was an analysis of the tale, some of his very early writings and forays into Middle-Earth. I like that it was recognized as such. It was a little short in my opinion, but there wasn’t that much material to actually publish. It definitely wasn’t what I was expecting (something along the lines of “The Hobbit”, actually, was what I was expecting), but, it had a purpose.

I don’t think I would recommend this to anyone who wasn’t a Tolkien fan and likes looking at the analysis of writing. It’s a bit of a difficult read, with analysis and partial lectures thrown in, and it can be very hard to understand overall. So, not necessarily a good summer read, but a read if you want to learn the origins of tragic heroes in the Tolkien-verse and Middle-Earth.

Let me know what you thought and, as always, happy reading!

#the story of kullervo #tolkien #writing analysis #tragic heroes #epic poems #unfinished works

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