February 2, 2015
Happy Groundhog Day? There were quite a few things I was reliving today: another bio-weapon threat; the topic of plants (specifically cacti with my botanically cursed partner, Fern); and the keen application of “Rock, Paper, Scissors”. (I’ve got to stop making bets on that.) But it’s a testament to the twisted ending of the case that resulted in me hugging Granger. I voluntarily and almost eagerly hugged Granger?! Did I get dosed with a bit of Anthrax? Or maybe there was some poison in those cactus spines?
This morning I was truly trying to be eco-friendly. (Why do I sense there is some double-meaning behind that?) But what happens? It literally bit me in the butt! No good deed goes unpunished, huh? Then, almost expectedly, Kensi only inflicts more pain through her effort to “help”. Yeah, right. I saw that mischievous gleam in her eyes. Sometimes I wonder how I’m still in one piece around her; the woman takes joy from pain a little too much for my liking. Yet that focused often deadly aspect of her is so incredibly hot. It’s like getting too close to the sun(shine): you just want to bask in its glow & warmth, but without care, end up getting burned. But it’s totally worth it. Every single time.
Gotta say all this worry we’ve both struggled with in being “partners” in and out of work was easily set aside today. It’s been a long time since I’ve felt so in sync with Kensi out in the field. This is what you get after so much time together. She really is the yin in my yang. Speaking of… that cactus story Hetty told tonight…. I’m not exactly sure what her intended lesson was with it, but that was so us. Kensi knew it; I knew it. We knew the other knew. (Wow. That’s a lot of knowing.) I feel like our communication has reached a marked improvement. So what if we still aren’t really using words.
Oh words! My mouth was really on its normal rambling rampage in that tunnel! I’m relishing not really having to hold back around Kensi, tossing out that faux warning about falling in love. Yeah, I noticed she didn’t refute it (which would have been a lie anyway); at this point that’s almost a confession. I have full faith the words will come to both of us when the time is right. For now, I’m just going to appreciate the simplicity of us being “just a boy and a girl….”