Mike and Deeks
Later in the afternoon, Mike managed to catch Deeks. It wasn't really hard. He, Savannah and the kids were pretty much always around when it came to parties. No, it was more that Mike was enjoying talking to Brian. As he said, the man was fascinating, and with all the little cliques, it was easier for them to talk since they didn't have those connection. So he'd waited until Brian went swimming again.
Mike sat next Deeks, smiling. "So, we're on vacation and I won't take a lot of your time. There are three people with no partners and I wanted to talk to you about that before you move people around. If you do have to move someone and it works out, I'd like to work with Brian."
He looked to the pool, watching who was around them. "I would volunteer to work with Derek, keep an eye on him, but he knows that I pay attention to what he says. He'd never trust me, and he probably does best working with people who need the experience. He focuses on them instead of what's back home. I don't fit that profile. I do want to talk to him again after we go back, even if he's been smiling today, something I haven't seen him do since I got here. Still, I'm no psychiatrist and I doubt he'd be cleared by the Bureau, but things are different here. Best I can do is make sure he's not a threat. To make him healthy, he'd need a nice sabbatical, therapy and lack of anything violent."