It was the beginning of a very bad night for Special Agent Kensi Blye.
She stood in shocked silence outside the back door holding her clothes in her hands. She and the guy she had been dating recently were in the middle of taking each other's clothes off when they heard a car door slam. Kensi ignored it and went back to taking her top off, but her date stopped altogether. He stood up and went to the window, carefully pushing the blinds aside.
"You need to leave, now!"
"What? What are you talking about we just got here." Kensi by now was in only her panties, and very confused. Her date was looking out the window nervously.
"That's my girlfriends car in the driveway. I gotta get you out of here, fast." He scooped up Kensi's clothes and purse off the floor and handed them to her while he shoved her towards the back door. He was mumbling apologies as he pushed her out the door and slammed it shut behind her. Kensi now stood in his backyard, wearing only her panties, trying to figure out what the hell just happened.
After a few seconds, she realized that she was standing outside practically naked and quickly started to pull her clothes on. It didn't take her long to realize that two things were wrong. For one, she had left her bra inside. "Good, I hope his girlfriend finds it and dumps his ass." She thought to herself. Then she realized what else was wrong.
She was not wearing her own pants.
"Damn it, I really liked those jeans!" The pair she was wearing now must have been his, and they were far too big for her. Every couple of steps she had to pull them up to keep from exposing herself. She was dressed enough now to make it to her car and start heading home. "Oh well. Just another thing for his girlfriend to find. Besides, it's not like I need to go anywhere wearing these."
Just then, as if by fate, her phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Kensi, it's Eric. Callen and Sam are on another op right now, so Hetty needs you and Deeks to handle something. We got intel on the location of a suspect a few minutes ago, but he won't stay there long. I'm sending you the location."
"No problem Eric, I'll be right in. I just have to stop home first."
"There's no time Kensi, sorry. Deeks is already on his way to meet you at the location. Just grab the suspect and bring him in." Eric ended the call. Kensi banged the steering wheel in frustration. She checked her car for a belt or something to help her situation but to no avail. Why did she have to keep her car so clean? She started the car and headed for the address Eric had sent her.
Ten minutes later, she met Deeks outside a crappy apartment building. Deeks noticed her hiking her pants up as she approached.
"Something wrong with your pants, Kensi?"
"It's a long story Deeks. Don't ask." This of course didn't satisfy him, but he kept his mouth shut because he could just see the top of Kensi's thong sticking out from her waistband. He also noticed that her blouse was very thin, and he could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. He may not understand it, but he sure as hell wasn't complaining. "So where is this guy? And what makes him so important right now?"
"Third floor, apartment B. Eric says he's a drug dealer in the gang Sam and Callen are working undercover in. They can't arrest him without blowing their cover, so we have to. We need him alive though for evidence on the rest of the gang." Deeks couldn't decide where he wanted to look more. He was getting an unprecedented view of all of Kensi's assets right now, and he did not want to waste his opportunity. Kensi was too preoccupied to notice him staring.
"Alright, let's just get this over with." Kensi said as she started towards the building. They took the stairs up to the third floor and knocked on the door of apartment B.