So I said something about this a couple weeks back but here is the first installment. It will be an (undetermined at the moment) collection of drabbles about different weeks/stages of Kensi during her pregnancy. Because in my world, there is nothing like a hormonal Kensi Marie Blye (especially carrying Marty Deeks baby.) I haven't determined the number of weeks or things yet so we will see. Taking this one update at a time!

XO

Toucheblye


Life had a way of surprising them, it is a part of the job. Life surprised her when her father was killed, again when her first partner was shot, and then it threw her world upside down when this shaggy LAPD Officer was assigned to be her parter. It was someone she never expected. Then again, life surprised her and she somehow got that happy ending- the happy ending she never thought she was worthy to have.

She wasn't sure how she got so lucky: her best friend was her partner at work, her partner in life, and the one who always watched her back (in the literal and emotional aspects, and sexual ways which were probably her favorite, though she would never admit that too him.) So now, her husband of two years and her partner for five they knew the time would come for this to happen.

She wanted this. He wanted this. They had talked about the possibility for this, but the time was never right. Whenever they were about to try: some sort of national security, undercover op, or dangerous mission would happen and it would scare would sink in, if they did this, it wouldn't be just them any more. The uncertainty and level of danger on this job scared them- how could they care for another when they were unsure if they would make it to the next day. But they didn't rule it out, nor did they take any precautions. Thus they decided that if it were to happen it would- it it's own time.

She was sitting on the couch, her feet crossed under her. She's in her sweat pants and his sweater, typical Friday night. He always was the last one to finish the paperwork, and today she had a reason to leave early. She stopped at the Walgreens just up the corner from their new house, after a week of throwing up at even the sight of a donut, she figured it was worth a shot. She even picked up a jar of pickles to snack on, the one thing she knew she could keep down. Once she got home she drank two bottles of water and waited twenty minutes. Then she walked to the bathroom, pulled her jeans down, and peed on two sticks.

"I can't believe I am peeing on a stick. How do you even aim on these things?" She whispered to herself as she washed her hands and laid them down on the counter.

She left them there, and walked into the living room. She had the pickles in her hand and sat down to wait for her husband to come home.

He walked in the door to find his wife sitting on the couch, he was used to hearing the tv on loud when he walked in but today the tv wasn't on. This alarmed him, making him a little nervous until he saw her sitting on the couch.

"I'm making fish tacos. You begged me for that new grill and patio furniture, we are going to enjoy it for one Friday evening we aren't working late!" He said as he let the bags down in the kitchen. "Kens, you ok?"

"Yeah just waiting for you to get home."

"You look frazzled."

"And you look like you need to start dinner."

"Somebody is bossy but I can do that. Let me go change."

He walked down the hall into their bedroom. He slid off his jeans for some sweatpants and a tshirt, and walked into the bathroom. After he relieved himself, he washed his hands and noticed the thee pieces of plastic on the counter.

"Uh Kensalina. Anything you want to tell me?" He said as he took them in his hands and walked down to the living room

"I don't know. You tell me." She said as he sat next to her. "I haven't looked at them since I peed on plastic. A piece of plastic is determining our future." She said in a nervous voice.

"Kens, we've talked about it. You know, we always get nervous when something happens but we so want this, so we said let Mother Nature do her thing. It would happen in its own time, and by the big word 'pregnant' on the screen, I think she chose to drop it now."

"This is a good thing right? We are going to be able to do this?" She asked with a weak smile.

"Yeah Kens, this is a good thing. I mean the whole parenting thing will be the toughest challenger we ever face." He said with a reassuring smile.

"You know what this means. None of my clothes are going to fit soon and I'm going to end up on desk duty. Those are the hardest jobs, ever."

"You are worried about that?" He said with a laugh.

"Yeah Deeka I am. What are you worried about?"

"Bad ass Blye and pregnancy hormones. It's going to be a long nine months. "

"I hope you survive."

"I do too." He said as he kissed her forehead and then kissed her stomach.

"Hey little ninja, I'm daddy."

"Don't start the tummy rub and talks yet, it's way to early and I've got a gun."

"Ok I need to feed you two."

"Yeah, we are hungry."

"See even you are already using the plural pronouns. Kensi and baby,
I like it."

"Feed us, Deeks."

"As you wish, momma." He said as he kissed her softly. She rolled her eyes and followed him into the kitchen, wondering how much their lives were going to change.


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