Still to Be
A post crazy train Densi fic. FF.net link coming soon.
He sits quietly and in the corner while they suture her leg. She refuses any painkillers. She can’t feel it anyway.
He could use some painkillers. But he doesn’t say that. She’s not in the mood. He crosses his feet and exhales. Everything is heavy.
Deeks refrains from pulling the ring out of his pocket. When she had been in coma, he would periodically pull it out of his pocket and stare at it. He liked to feel the gold between his fingers – to know that it would sit on her own finger for the rest of her life.
He knows she did not mean no. But after all of this time, after everything he’s seen her go through, he just wants it on her finger.