Kensi and Deeks's first Christmas together

"Deck the halls with boughs of holly fa la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!" Deeks sang out, if somewhat off key, as he and Nell flung tinsel all over the large Douglas Fir that Hetty had gotten from god knows where and set in the middle of the office.

"Mister Deeks," Deeks gave a little start as Hetty suddenly materialized behind him. In all the years he'd been working here he'd never gotten used to her doing that. "Just what do you think you're doing?"

"I thought I was helping Nell trim the tree?"

"Yes, you most certainly are. But I was referring more to your singing."

"What? Hetty come on, tomorrow's Christmas. Let me sing my carols!" He complained.

Hetty gave him a small smile. "Why don't we leave that to a professional?" She suggested. No sooner had the word left her lips than the sounds of Frank Sinatra singing "Winter Wonderland" filled the air.

"Ho, ho, ho!" Eric called from the stairs, a Santa hat on his head and mistletoe in his hand. He winked at Nell who scurried over to give her fiancée a kiss. "Thanks for the album Hetty."

"Just take good care of it and see that you return it to me undamaged Mr. Beal. Frank gave that to me on our first Christmas together." Her face took on a look of both nostalgia and smug satisfaction. Deeks shook his head and was about to return to the task at hand when he felt a slender pair of arms wrap around his midsection.

"Looks like Santa came early this year." He joked as he turned around to give his wife of 6 months a proper welcome. "I'd kiss you but Eric stole the mistletoe."

Kensi grinned. "Too bad, because I put on flavored lip gloss just for you."

Deeks's eyebrows went up, making Kensi laugh as he kissed her.

"Hey, hey, hey! What did we agree on?" Sam told them as he and Callen walked in. "No PDA at work."

"Oh, that's not PDA. This is." Deeks smirked before he began to make out with Kensi in front of Sam. Sam groaned and walked back towards his desk, trying to ignore them as best he could.

"You know what this is?" Deeks asked her once they separated.

"No, what?"

"This is our first Christmas together. I mean really together, you know? As husband and wife." He smiled softly, his eyes full of love. Kensi just smiled and pulled him in close, relishing in the feeling of him pressed up against her and the unfamiliar yet comforting smell of the Christmas tree.

Sam watched the two of them for a minute before making a silent motion to G for them to vacate the premises, leaving Kensi and Deeks alone in the room that was awash in afternoon sun.

"So, I know that I should wait until tonight to give this to you, but I don't want to wait that long." Deeks grinned, his eyes dancing, before reaching under the tree for a long, red, slender box with a white bow tied around it. "Merry Christmas Fern."

Kensi smiled softly as she gently undid the ribbon and lifted the lid to reveal a silver pendant with a photo of the two of them in it. Flipping it over, she remembered all of the reasons why she loved him as she read the small inscription. She carefully took the necklace out of the box and handed it to her husband, wordlessly asking him to put it on her. She smiled as she felt the cool metal touch her neck, followed by his warm breath.

"I mean it Kens," He muttered softly in her ear. "It is a love story, ours."

From her vantage point, unseen by the pair, Henrietta Lang smiled into her tea. A Merry Christmas indeed.

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