AN: a post-fic to the finale, just something that came to mind when watching it

Once again, I own nothing, all credits to Shane Brennan

Deeks POV

I'm peacefully looking at the horizon out of the tiny plane window, carefully studying the palette of colour splashed across the sunset sky. I could see other planes gliding in the distance. I always thought being near an ocean would be my mantra, but I think looking over the scene outside has become a close second.

I'm trying to wind down from the antics of today in a foreign country, from chasing an enemy through the woods to disarming a representative of a country wanting to be an oil front runner. All whilst Callen is off trying to find answers about his father, receiving them from Arkady, and trying to protect my ladybird.

Speaking of her, she's starting to stir whilst cuddled into my side, fisting a handful of my shirt and nuzzling the crook in my neck. I turn my head to place a soft, loving kiss in her hairline, breathing that oh so distinct scent of hers.

"Hey babe" she murmurs with that sultry drawl of hers when she's sleepy.

"Hey sleepy head" I reply whilst I nudge her forehead with my nose, communicating with her without words. It's quite ironic how we can have a full conversation by just a look from across a room, but we still cannot express our true deep feelings to one another.

She tilts her head up slightly so our eyes connect, deep blue mixing with mismatched brown. I can see the truth in those eyes of hers, maybe this sight is my favourite mantra.

I duck my head to capture her lips with my own, not wanting to ever let go. I can tell she has relaxed into this embrace until suddenly she stiffens and pulls back, realisation on her face.

"The team, Deeks, we can't, however much I want to" she's trying to restrain herself, I can tell. So my only reply is a tilt of my head and a suggestive eyebrow wriggle.

"Ouch, what did I do to deserve that Fern?" I say feigning pain in my right arm that she's just jabbed.

"I know eactly what's it's for mladenets" that sultry smile written over her face.

"What was that hunny?"

"It's Russian for babe, catch up" she says, over pronouncing the 'p' and smacking my arm playfully.

"Oh, another foreign tongue of yours, I'm starting to a little left out here, I've got Spanish and that's it. What you got? Spanish, Russian, French, Port-"

"Portuguese and Afghan, and I also know a little Italian and Turkish, but no ones bragging here" she's trying to hold back the waves of laughter that are on the tip of her tongue.

"You know what though, I find your foreign tongue of yours incredibly sexy" I add a seductive smile and immediately see the response I have on her. Her breathing hitches and red blush is creeping up her neck to reach her cheeks. And I'm pretty sure she whimpered, whilst I was getting lost in her beautiful eyes once again.

Kensi's POV

'A whimper, seriously Kens. I know he knows the effect he has on me with just a look or a smile, but now is not the time in this plane full of people. Especially with our boss 4 rows in front of us.' I curse to myself whilst staring into the ocean blue of his eyes.

"Oh does it have the same effect on you as your Detective talk does on me?" I purr back in his ear.

"Mmhhhmmm"

"Well I better talk all night long then, like I know you can do" I'm now nibbling on his ear and nudging his scruff with my nose.

"Okay, yeah we can definitely do that, but I'm sorry honey but if you carry on, we are going to have a problem down south" he whispers whilst shifting underneath me.

"Okay, but I'll be ready and waiting" punctuating the reply with a kiss to his cheek. I snuggle back into his side, sleep overcoming me once again. Just when I'm on the verge of being dragged into dreamland, he murmurs something in his sleep that makes me smile and look forward to our future together.