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Chapter 11

Authors Note: Thank you guys for sticking with the story if anyone is confused just say in the comments and i'll reply.

Deeks' POV

I see her, I see Kensi. I look into her eyes and I remember everything, the time we went undercover as a married couple, all the banter we have. I think love her. I remember, I do love her.

One month and seven days earlier

I wake up startled. Where am I? I squint as the room is so bright. Once I get used to the light I realise I'm in a hospital. But who am I? I don't remember. Great.

"We need to take him down to the..." Says a doctor stopping mid sentence and looking at me in dis belief."um Mr Deeks. How are you feeling?"

"I'm good. Why do you look so surprised to see me?"

"You were in a coma and well you... never mind. You're awake now that's all that matters."

"Well clearly" I say jokingly. "when can I leave I want to try and find my self. Did you say my name is Mr Deeks?"

"You can leave today if you pass a few tests. Yes your name is Martin Deeks."

"Do you know anything else about me I can't remember any thing."

"Your a detective with the LAPD but that all we know sorry."

"Thanks" I say and with that the doctor leaves.

After I clear all the tests I'm allowed to go, i only have to stop by tomorrow to check on my amnesia. I find my address on my phone and call a cab. 20 Minutes later the cab turned up and it dropped me off at my so called 'house'. I had some keys on me from when the nurse gave me my stuff back. I take them out of my pocket and start trying the keys in the door. The 5th key on the chain i try works. I walk into this clean, well organized apartment. This feels weird, I don't even remember this place. I start to look around trying to find out who I am?

I seem to like sweats, jeans, t-shirts and shirts. That's the kind of guy I am. There's not many photos around but there's one that catches my eye. It's me graduating from the police academy. I still can't believe I'm a detective. I sit Down and stare at my badge trying to remember. Remember who I am?

Another Authors Note: I couldn't just have him come back now could I, there always seems to be problems when it comes to Densi. Hope you enjoyed ;)

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