First chapter of Welcome to Portugal. This is kind of based off from Welcome to Sweden. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the NCIS:LA characters. If I did, Densi's kids would be toddlers.

"Deeks!" said Kensi as she greeted her boyfriend with a kiss. He had just arrived from Los Angeles.

"I missed you so much!" said Deeks hugging her.

"How was your flight?" asked Kensi, grabbing his carry on.

"Good. Though I was stuck next to this lady who didn't know English and she kept rambling on to me in Portuguese. So I'm a bit tired." said Deeks.

"Thank you so much for moving over here with me. You know I wanted to be closer to my mom but didn't want to leave you there." said Kensi as they walked out onto the busy streets of Lisbon, Portugal.

Kensi led him over to the car she recently bought. She squeezed his suitcase into the small trunk of her blue Dacia Sandero Stepway.

"Still a hoarder?" asked Deeks, looking at all the stuff in her trunk.

"Very funny." laughed Kensi.

"I know." replied Deeks.

"And if we don't like it here, we can always move back." said Kensi, as they drove onto the highway. She turned on the radio and the song Péhzinho Da Vila was on.

"It looks nice here only I don't speak the language." yawned Deeks.

"You'll learn." said Kensi. "Don't worry, we're almost there."

"Apartment or house?" asked Deeks.

"Apartment, but has a balcony and we have a great view." said Kensi.

"You're amazing, Fern." said Deeks, kissing her cheek.

"I know." said Kensi.

"Do you have a job yet or-" asked Deeks.

"Yeah. NCIS has a field office nearby. And I sent an application for you." said Kensi.

"Wow. You're quite prepared, sugar bear." said Deeks. Kensi pulled off the main street into a little one way with laundry hanging over lines and there was barely any room for Kensi to squeeze in. She turned into a garage and parked.

"Let's go, shaggy." said Kensi, turning of the car.

"Still aren't going to let that go?" asked Deeks.

"Never!" replied Kensi. She walked over to the staircase. "We're on the fifth floor. Let's go."

Deeks groaned when he looked at all the stairs and the size of his suitcase.

"Let's move it, Shaggy." said Kensi.

"Kens, you're not the one carrying a 25 lb. suitcase." grunted Deeks.

"Fine. I'll go and get a ramp or something." said Kensi and headed up the stairs.

Deeks groaned. "Great. First day and stuck in a staircase." A few women came down the stairs. When they saw Deeks, they laughed.

"What?" asked Deeks. The girls giggled and continued down the stairs.

A few thumps were heard, as well as a "Shit!" and Kensi appeared with a ramp.

"What took you so long?" asked Deeks.

"I changed and then sat down to watch TV. And then realized that you were here and then had to dig for a ramp." said Kensi. They finally got the suitcase up the stairs and into the apartment.

"This is it." said Kensi, opening the door. The furniture was mostly black leather. The sofa had red pillows and the painting hanging behind it had black, red and tan blocks. There was a picture in a black frame as well as a black, tall bookcase filled with books and a flat screen TV.

"It came like this." said Kensi, tossing her keys in the bin.

"It's perfect." said Deeks, pulling her into a kiss. "I'm also sending a few things over."

"A few things?" asked Kensi, pulling away. "How many?"

"Like 10." said Deeks.

"Does it match the décor?" asked Kensi.

"Since when do you care about décor?" asked Deeks.

"Deeks, this is Europe. They care about things like this. You should also consider getting a haircut."

"Thanks, honey." said Deeks sarcastically. He sat down on the couch and turned on the TV. He noticed that America's Next Top Model was on.

"They have American TV?" asked Deeks.

"Yeah." said Kensi, sitting down next to him. "But what would make this even better,"

"Yummy Yummy Heart Attack." they said sighing together.

"But there's just some sacrifices you've got to make in life." said Kensi and they watched Top Model.

Next chapter might take a bit but that doesn't mean you shouldn't, read, review, favorite or follow it! Tell me what you thought. And to some of my Portuguese friends, I'll need some help so just PM me because I'm not Portuguese. I'll need help with the language, the attitude of people, anything.