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ophelias_heart) wrote2012-09-05 02:09 pm
ophelias_heart) wrote2012-09-05 02:09 pm
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More NCIS bingo
I don't own NCIS/NCIS LA or anything associated with those brands.
Title: Handcuffs
Character(s)/Pairings: Kensi, Deeks, Nell, Callen
Rating: T?
Word Count: 402
‘Oh Mother of God,’ Deeks thinks, his arm asleep and his head pulsing so badly he can’t focus. He tries to roll over to get some feeling back in his arm, but his arm won’t budge. He slowly opens his eyes, trying not to immediately throw up from the blinding pain of seeing sunlight. His eyes scan his arm, landing on the woman who is handcuffed to the bed with him.
“Son of a b-,” he starts, when Kensi’s eyes fly open.
“What the Hell, Deeks?! Why are we in your bed? Handcuffed to the headboard...naked?”
“Yes, because I am in fact feeling good enough this morning that I could have been sober last night.”
“Okay, well, unlock us.”
“With what, Princess?”
“Are you seriously telling me that you handcuffed us to your bed with a pair of handcuffs you don’t have the key for?”
“Well, I would suggest we look for a key or something to pick the lock, but I don’t even see my clothes and the only item of clothing I can see of yours is your bra...hanging from my ceiling fan.”
“So what are we going to do?”
“I think we are going to have to call someone, not the cops because I would never live this down.”
“Well, who are we gonna call then.”
“Nell,” they both answer at the same time.
Nell hangs up laughing.
“Hey babe I’ll be back in a little while. Also completely unrelated, you wouldn’t happen to have a lock pick or bolt cutters here would you?”
Callen eyes her suspiciously. “Nell, where are you going?”
“If I said to help Deeks would that make you feel better or worse?”
“Why don’t I just go with you. Do you even know how to pick a lock?”
“No, but Ke-, I mean I am sure I can figure it out.”
“Okay, so you are going to help Deeks with a lock pick or bolt cutters, but it’s okay because Kensi’s there. Is this something to do with a case?”
“Not exactly, it’s possible that they woke up handcuffed to Deeks’ bed.”
“Nell, you know that I love you, but why would they call you and not me or Sam?”
“Um, there’s also a good chance that they don’t have any clothes on.”
“Okay, I did not need that picture in my head.”
“Which is probably why they called me, G.”
Title: Handcuffs
Character(s)/Pairings: Kensi, Deeks, Nell, Callen
Rating: T?
Word Count: 402
‘Oh Mother of God,’ Deeks thinks, his arm asleep and his head pulsing so badly he can’t focus. He tries to roll over to get some feeling back in his arm, but his arm won’t budge. He slowly opens his eyes, trying not to immediately throw up from the blinding pain of seeing sunlight. His eyes scan his arm, landing on the woman who is handcuffed to the bed with him.
“Son of a b-,” he starts, when Kensi’s eyes fly open.
“What the Hell, Deeks?! Why are we in your bed? Handcuffed to the headboard...naked?”
“Yes, because I am in fact feeling good enough this morning that I could have been sober last night.”
“Okay, well, unlock us.”
“With what, Princess?”
“Are you seriously telling me that you handcuffed us to your bed with a pair of handcuffs you don’t have the key for?”
“Well, I would suggest we look for a key or something to pick the lock, but I don’t even see my clothes and the only item of clothing I can see of yours is your bra...hanging from my ceiling fan.”
“So what are we going to do?”
“I think we are going to have to call someone, not the cops because I would never live this down.”
“Well, who are we gonna call then.”
“Nell,” they both answer at the same time.
Nell hangs up laughing.
“Hey babe I’ll be back in a little while. Also completely unrelated, you wouldn’t happen to have a lock pick or bolt cutters here would you?”
Callen eyes her suspiciously. “Nell, where are you going?”
“If I said to help Deeks would that make you feel better or worse?”
“Why don’t I just go with you. Do you even know how to pick a lock?”
“No, but Ke-, I mean I am sure I can figure it out.”
“Okay, so you are going to help Deeks with a lock pick or bolt cutters, but it’s okay because Kensi’s there. Is this something to do with a case?”
“Not exactly, it’s possible that they woke up handcuffed to Deeks’ bed.”
“Nell, you know that I love you, but why would they call you and not me or Sam?”
“Um, there’s also a good chance that they don’t have any clothes on.”
“Okay, I did not need that picture in my head.”
“Which is probably why they called me, G.”