This is a Densi drabble about Kensi returning home. This came to me out of the blue, so I hope you enjoy it. It's a little random, but oh well! Not much more to say about it.

-Toucheblye

It had been a long 78 days since she was last home. She missed the California air, the smell of the ocean salt, the rows of palm trees and the orange colored sunsets. She missed home, but home was not just California now, home had found a new meaning to her.

Her real home had been found a mere 77 days ago, on that one special morning. She sat in the back of the c-130, sweat dripping down her face.

"We will be landing in ten minutes." Relief flushed through her, 78 days of separation and she was just minutes away.

She thought of the smell of the ocean salt from her favorite pair of blond locks. She thought of the ocean, the ocean blue she missed in the pair of eyes where she could swim for hours. She thought of the smell of sun-kissed skin, the kind that used to be next to her, the kind that she loved to run her fingers down. Sun-kissed golden skin touching the sun-kissed olive skin, intertwined together, a perfect match. Home.

She opened her eyes as the jerking of the plane started, and she felt the wheels touch the ground on the tarmac.

"You're home Agent Blye." Granger said as she gave a small smile in response.

"I'm halfway there." She responded. The minute the doors opened she gathered her items and made her way out of the hatch. She looked at the ground, the blaring morning sun in her eyes after a dark plane was not to kind to deal with. She blinked a couple times and looked up.

And there he was. That tan sun-kissed, blond locks, ocean blue home.

She dropped her bags and ran towards him. He gladly opened his arms, wrapping them around her small waist, picking her up off the ground.

"I missed you." He said as she cusped his face in her hands. She could not utter a response, rather placed a kiss on his lips.

And it was in that moment, when the ocean blue eyes met the chocolate eyes, the smell of the ocean filled her senses, and the tanned sun-kissed skin finally pressed firmly to hers once again, she knew she was home.

"It's good to be home." She responded, knowing there was no where else she'd rather be.