A/N: Hey folks! I am bored and putting off writing a paper on Telemann so I am uploading another story just for you! This story takes place after Season 4 Episode 21 "Resurrection" where Sam asks Kensi to babysit. Now for the quandary. Sam often mentions his "kids" on the show but we have only ever seen his daughter. So. Does he have one child or more? No conclusive evidence is to be found on this subject so for the purposes of this fic Sam has one child but this child has a best friend who I imagine is over all the time hence his use of the term "kids". Also can you tell I've been writing research papers? Enjoy!

"Would you relax?" Deeks asked, looking down at Kensi's death grip on the armrest. "They're just kids."

"I can't help it!" Kensi hissed. "Kids make me nervous!"

"What is wrong with you? Kids are adorable."

"You can't take your eyes off of them for a second! They break things, they get into trouble, and they hurt themselves."

"Has all of your information about children come from watching 'The Little Rascals'?"

"You are not helping!" Kensi smacked his shoulder.

"Ow! I'm here aren't I?" Deeks asked. "You volunteered us for this remember?"

"Well what was I supposed to do? Sam was going to disown me!" Kensi cried.

"Okay, you need to calm down. Kids can smell fear."

"Deeks!"

"We're here!" He stopped the car abruptly. "I'll be right with you. It's only a few hours."

He climbed out and went around to her open window. "You getting out today?"

Kensi took a deep breath and determination flashed in her eyes. She opened her door and stepped out. "Let's do this."

Deeks smiled and watched her march up the sidewalk. It was going to be a fun night.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Sam smiled broadly as he ushered them into his home "Thanks again for doing this guys. We really appreciate it."

"Yeah, yeah no problem," Kensi said quickly. "So, uh, where is the little angel?"

Sam raised his eyebrows. "She's freaking out isn't she?" he asked Deeks.

"Nah, she's great!" Deeks exclaimed. "And don't worry, Uncle Marty is here to party!"

"Deeks…" Sam began.

There was a knock on the door and Callen stuck his head in. "Hey, you ready? We're gonna be late!"

"Yeah almost," Sam held him off with a hand. "Addy and her best friend Bria are watching TV in the family room. Bria is allergic to peanuts and strawberries and she only eats organic so there are soy chicken nuggets in the refrigerator along with a broccoli salad. They can have tofu ice cream sandwiches for dessert."

"Wow, sounds tasty," Deeks told him, his face saying it was anything but.

"And Addy needs to use her inhaler if she has an asthma attack. And no drinks after 9 pm because she might-"

"We'll be fine!" Deeks insisted. "You two go have fun."

"Deeks-"

"Buh-bye!" Deeks closed the door in Sam's face and locked it with a flourish. "Wow, okay, is there no fun in this house?"

Kensi didn't answer and instead stood staring at the door. "Kensi? Hello?"

"I can't do this," she shook her head. "Nope. I'm leaving." She reached for the door handle but Deeks caught her hand.

"Kensi, Kensi listen to me," he looked directly into her eyes. "You can do this. I am right here with you."

"No, Deeks, children do not like me. They don't. I have no parenting skills whatsoever because, I mean, look at how I was raised and they know it. They can smell the fear Deeks!"

"Kensi, you are an NCIS agent. You fight bad guys for a living. You can handle two eight year olds. Pull yourself together!"

Kensi took a deep breath. "Okay. Okay."

"You good?"

She nodded. "I'm good."

They moved into the living room and found the girls, one with pigtails, one with a ponytail, sitting on the couch surrounded by an army of small, fluffy, stuffed animals. "All right!" Deeks clapped his hands together and reached for the remote, turning off the TV. "Who's ready for some fun?"

Both girls stared up at him. "Who are you?" the one with the pigtails finally asked.

"Ah, you must be Bria because if you were Addy you would know that I am your Uncle Marty. And this is my partner your Auntie Kensi."

"Just Kensi is fine," Kensi piped up nervously.

Bria turned and whispered to Addy who turned and looked at them both. "Is he your boyfriend?"

Kensi let out a loud snort. "Him? Me and, and him?" she laughed. "No. Definitely no."

"Why not?"

Kensi ignored the look of deep affront her partner was giving her. "Because he just isn't."

"He looks like your boyfriend," Bria told her.

"Well he's not," Kensi said through gritted teeth.

"Hey, you know what?" Deeks began but Addy interrupted him.

"Why do you have long hair like a girl?"

Deeks gaped for a second, unable to form a response. "Why do you have long hair like a girl?" he asked slowly.

Addy glared at him. "I am a girl."

"That was weak," Kensi whispered never taking her eyes off of the children in front of them.

"Whose side are you on?" Deeks cried.

"We were watching 'Good Luck Charlie' and you interrupted," Bria told him. She turned the TV back on. "You're in the way."

Kensi and Deeks backed out of the room and into the hallway. "I thought you said you were good with kids!" Kensi hissed.

"This is a tougher crowd than I was anticipating," Deeks told her. He thought for a moment. "Okay. New strategy."

Deeks marched back into the living room and turned the TV off for the second time. "Hey!" the girls cried, scowling at him.

"Who wants pizza?" Deeks asked.

They stared at him suspiciously. "I'm not allowed to eat pizza," Bria said slowly. "Mommy says it's garbage for your body AND your mind."

"I'm sure she does but tonight Uncle Marty is in charge and he says everyone is eating pizza tonight! To the kitchen!" he declared.

The pizza was ordered within minutes and several fizzy, glucose filled beverages along with it. "Now we need a fort," Deeks declared when he had hung up the phone.

"How are we going to build a fort?" Addy asked.

"Well," Deeks squatted in front of her, "it just so happens that Auntie Kensi is something of a fort expert."

The girls' eyes swung to Kensi's. She looked at Deeks who nodded encouragingly. "Okay, forts. Well, we're going to need some couch cushions and…a lot of blankets," she said slowly.

Within seconds the girls had vanished in search of fort building supplies. "See?" Deeks asked. "You got this."

"Yeah," Kensi replied with a smile. "Maybe I do."

A/N: Well? Thoughts? Questions? Comments? Relieve me of my boredom and drop me a review!