NCIS Special Agent Kensi sat at her desk, filling out the last of her paperwork. The remainder of the team, minus G and Hetty, had all gone home for the night. They had left immediately after their paperwork had been finished. Not that Kensi blamed them for rushing out the door at every chance they had, Kensi had done it herself on occasion. Kensi actually enjoyed the rare moments of silence in the office; it was her only reminder that there was a world outside of the office.
Kensi set her pen down and organized her papers in the folder. She closed the folder and set it aside on her desk. A single sheet of paper remained on Kensi's desk. Her stomach churned as she looked at the paper. Kensi picked up her pen and began filling out her Medical Leave application.
How did it come to this? Kensi thought. How did one night turn into this? Kensi glanced to her left. Through the decretive metal frame, Kensi watched G asleep on the couch. She turned her head and went back to her paperwork.
Kensi signed her name on the application and gathered up her paperwork. She rose from her desk and walked toward her boss's office. Kensi kept her eyes in front of her, on Hetty's office. She walked through the building that Kensi had come to hall work.
Hetty's office was open, decorated with antiques that Kensi always found beautiful and fascinating. Hetty was sitting behind her desk, sipping her tea. She looked up from her desk as Kensi stepped into the open office.
"Miss Blye, what are you still doing in the office?" Hetty asked.
Kensi waved the folder. "Just finishing up the paperwork."
"After years working with Mr. Hanna and Mr. Callen, I would have suspected you might pick up on their skills of negating paperwork."
Kens smiled. "Not me, Hetty." She set the file down on Hetty's desk.
Hetty picked up the files and set them on the top of another pile of files. It was then that Hetty found the final bit of paperwork.
"Miss Blye, this is a medical leave application." Hetty said. She looked up from the paper.
Kensi nodded. "Yes, Hetty, it is."
Hetty looked over the application before meeting Kensi's eyes. "Miss Blye I have never known you to lie to myself or your partners, however I find your reasons for medical leave are-"
"It's true Hetty." Kensi interrupted. "I met with my doctor two days ago."
Hetty nodded. "I see. Whether this event was planned or unexpected, Kensi, I do believe congratulations are in order."
Kensi gave Hetty a small smile." Thanks Hetty."
"But something puzzles me, Kensi. Many women can continue to work while they're pregnant, even in our profession. Why are you filing for Medical Leave?" Hetty asked.
Kensi didn't reply right away. She looked from Hetty, turning toward G, still asleep on the couch. "I can't stay, Hetty. This…it will…the team won't be able to function while I'm around."
Hetty looked at Kensi from the top of her glasses. Hetty said nothing but set the application on her desk. Hetty rose from her char and began to walk from her office. She motioned for Kensi to follow her. "I do not expect you to be honest with your colleagues over this, Miss Blye; however I do expect you to be honest with me."
"I understand, Hetty." Kensi said.
Hetty stopped and turned to face Kensi. "Then forgive me for asking this. Were you in a relationship with a member of this team?"
Kensi nodded. "Yes Hetty. I was."
"I see. So when you say, 'the team won't be able to function' you mean that the knowledge of your pregnancy will no doubt effect said agent." Hetty said.
Kensi nodded again. "I'm sorry for putting this on the department."
Hetty waved her had. "Oh think nothing of it, Kensi. Think of this as a vacation. Lord knows you've earned one."
Kensi smiled.
"You are an excellent agent, Miss Blye, and no matter how long you are on leave, you will always have a place here on this team." Hetty said.
"Thank you Hetty." Kensi said.
Hetty began to walk back toward her desk. "However, I suspect your application will take time to process. A month at the most."
"I figured that as well, Hetty. And with that knowledge and learning how far along I am, I can keep working without anyone knowing." Kensi said.
Hetty nodded. "I will agree to you working in the field on one condition, Kensi. You are not to go anywhere alone. If you are with either Mr. Hanna or Mr. Callen, you are not to go in first. Is that understood?"
"Yes Hetty." Kensi said.
"Good. Now I suspect you are exhausted from today. I suggest you go home." Hetty said.
Kensi nodded. She walked t her desk and picked up her purse. Kensi took a brief look at G before she headed for the door.
"Good night Miss Blye." Hetty called.
"Good night Hetty." Kensi replied.
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