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Summer In the City: NCISLA Summer Song FanFic Series


Summer In The City

Inspired by the Lovin Spoonful

Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck gettin’ dirty and gritty
Been down, isn’t it a pity?
Doesn’t seem to be a shadow in the city
All around, people lookin’ half dead
Walkin’ on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head

But at night, it’s a different world
Go out and find a girl
Come on, come on, and dance all night
Despite the heat, it’ll be alright
And babe, don’t you know it’s a pity
The days can’t be like the nights
In the summer in the city
In the summer in the city

Deeks’ Surf Log – April 6-7, 2010

I’ve been keeping this journal since my counselor at juvie suggested it may help to make things clearer for me if I got all my thoughts down on paper.  For the most part he’s been right.  It does help to chase the demons out of my head and allow me to think straight.  I try not to miss a daily scribble unless I’m undercover or I’m too damn tired to lift a pen.  Tonight, my mind is in a shambles and the only way I’m going to make any sense of it is to write it all down.   I think my life may have changed radically in just one day, so this may be a long one….

What a hell of a day… and night!  I just crammed 48 hours into 24, and now I’m trying to figure out why my career just veered off the road and down a cliff.  How the hell did I just become the LAPD liaison to NCIS?  Will someone please tell me how that happened????   All I know I was working undercover at the gym trying to bring down this MMA group that had drug cartel ties and the next thing I know some little old lady is shoving a pen in my face inviting me (coercing me?) to join her team.  Where did they get all this information on me?  What did Bates tell her?  And why me? She seems to think I’m something special.  Me? Marty Deeks?   I guarantee you there are a heck of a lot more cops out there who would be better suited for the job than me.   But for some reason she’s got it in her head that I’m the one she needs to connect the dots between LAPD and NCIS.  Of course, that’s the story of my life.  Always on the outside, never inside and usually floating somewhere in between.  I know the Department will be happy to get rid of me.  But jeez, Bates could have at least warned me!

The more I think about this cockamamie idea, the more I’m sure this is not a good idea because I’m only used to working alone now.  When I go deep, I’m on my own.  I’m not used to running with anybody but myself.  Nobody in the Department would label me a team player, that’s for sure.  I’m not a nine to five kind of guy either.  Can you see me punching a clock?  I haven’t done that since I was a freshman cop walking the beat.  I can tell her team doesn’t want me around or even like me for that matter.  Hanna just about bashed my head in when I went toe to toe with him in the gym and Callen has this perpetual sneer on his face whenever he looks at me.  I get it. They don’t trust me, but they are also too uptight to let anybody like me into their fed-boy county club.  So why am I in this predicament?  I just couldn’t say no, that’s why.  Instinct is telling me to go down this strange path and many a night I’ve lived on instinct alone.  It’s served me well and I’ve learned to trust it.  Being an undercover cop has its rewards but for the most part it’s bloody hell.  Lately I have been second guessing my career choice and how it’s been affecting my life.  Every day I wake up and wonder if it will be my last.  Maybe I can make a difference working with this group of misfits at NCIS.  Besides this little ninja grandma had me wrapped around her little finger and I was doomed!  Doomed, I tell you!  Like a snake coiled around it’s pray.  I had a feeling she does the same thing with her team as well.  She’s an indomitable force to be reckoned with.  Yeah, Ms. Hetty Lange, this last 24 hours had been one big fricking kick in the head.

If that isn’t enough, LA is in the middle of a heat way in April!  Damn it’s hot!    The sweat was dripping off my back in that jail cell.  Last thing I felt like doing was going after Hanna again.  The big guy doesn’t know when to stop.  Maybe the heat is muddling my brain.  Yet I’m not sure if it’s the early onset of summer or this new agent I worked with today that has me sweating bullets from head to foot.   She’s hotter than the blazing sun on the city tarmac and saucier than one of Juan’s three alarm tacos.  Man, she’s a beaut!  I’m not sure I’ll be able to fall asleep after fixating on that long wavy hair and what it would feel like brushing across my face.  And sweet Jesus, what would I find under that tight skimpy tank top?  The lady knows how to walk those jeans too, if you know what I mean.  Yeah, she’s real sexy but she gave as good as she got today too. Don’t let those drop-dead gorgeous looks fool you.  I bet she doesn’t let anything, or anybody grow under her feet.  She’s smart, funny, strong and sarcastic…ha!  Just the way I like ‘em. When I caught her trespassing in the house today, she gave an Oscar winning performance and was able to sashay her way right out of my grasp.  But I can smell a cop from a mile away; I just didn’t find out what her angle was until later when I got to meet the NCIS team in the bullpen.

Working alongside that gang is going to be hell, especially Wonder Woman.  When she walks by, she smells like a combination of fancy perfume and napalm.  No! Wait!  Sunshine and gunpowder…. That’s it!  Lethal either way but all woman underneath.  It’s been way too long since I’ve been with a woman like that…if ever.  What would I do with that much woman anyway?  I guess it’s a moot point, counselor.  Her kind would never fall for a guy like me.  And it doesn’t help matters that she doesn’t seem to like me too much either…. but that’s ok.  Like the others, I’ll win her over.  I like a challenge.  Maybe I’ll spring Max Gentry on her.  Ha!  I wonder what that little firecracker has in store for me next.  Maybe this strange assignment won’t be so bad after all?  

God, it’s hot….and it has nothing to do with the heat either.  The smell of her lingers and makes my heart race.  If I’m lucky I’ll dream of her slow dancing in my arms as a cool breeze comes in off the ocean.  Pure heaven. 

Deeks, you got to give it a rest, Ol’ boy, or you can forget about going to sleep now…

About Diane (403 Articles)
Founder, Writer and Contributing Editor of wikiDeeks. Always wanted to put together a talented team of writers and graphic designers who loved NCISLA and Marty Deeks in particular! My dream came true! Hope you enjoy what we have created!

5 Comments on Summer In the City: NCISLA Summer Song FanFic Series

  1. This was really terrific. Going back to the beginning of their partnership and remembering all of his insecurities along with his instant attraction to Kensi is the perfect summer story. Great work.

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  2. This was so good! It’s easy to forget how far ‘our boy’ has come. Brilliant, thank you.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. You are so good at capturing Deeks’ voice. I really enjoyed this, particularly the various ways he had of describing Hetty. A wonderful prequel to all the logs that would come later.

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