Chapter 1

Kensi's POV

"Happy birthday Kens, you don't have to thank me" a very colourful envelope was shoved in front of my face by my partner reminding me that I was now another year another and another year closer to dying.

"Don't worry I wasn't going to" I replied smiling.

"Why do I get the feeling that you don't usually celebrate your birthday?" Deeks handed me the envelope whilst he went and sat at his desk.

"How could I not celebrate being another year closer to retiring and never having to see your golden locks again?" I smirked playfully and proceeded to open my present.

"Aw Kens do you really think you'll get rid of me that easily?" he was leant forward on his desk resting on both elbows eagerly awaiting me seeing whatever it is he has got me.

"Two tickets to Vegas and a set of homemade vouchers... a free full body massage from one Marty Deeks? You're too kind" I placed the vouchers back into the envelope carefully and continued to study the plane tickets "What makes you think I would go to Vegas with you?"

"We've spoken about this before... you promised?" He put on his best puppy dog eyes and genuinely made me feel bad about not being excited about my present.

"I didn't say I wasn't going to go..." I looked down at my feet as I saw him smile out of the corner of my eyes.

"What are you so happy about?" Sam's blunt question completely cut through any nice atmosphere in the room.

"Morning Sam, not going to wish Kens a happy birthday?" Deeks just cannot help himself can he? There's a reason I don't advertise my birthday.

"It's your birthday? Happy birthday girl I didn't even know! G, did you know it was Kensi's birthday?" Sam shouted into the space where Callen soon filled with his presence.

"No I didn't, I think this calls for drinks tonight" Callen smiled like he had an idea which worried my deeply.

"No guys, no drinks, no party, no celebrations" I shook my head slipping the present Deeks had given me into the drawer of my desk. If either of the guys got news of mine and Deeks' trip they would rip him to shreds.

Eric appeared on the stairs indicating that there was somewhere more important we needed to be and something more important that we needed to be doing. As a group we made our way up the stairs meeting Nell and Granger in Ops.

"Where's Hetty?" Callen questioned voicing what everybody was thinking

"She wasn't feeling too good therefore won't be coming in today" Grangers voice was completely monotone but nobody else seemed to pick up on it so I brushed it off.

"Meet DeVinco, italian mob member, hasn't been a problem until a few weeks ago when he landed on American soil and was seen to be meeting with Hal Valenco"

"Who is Hal Valenco?" Deeks had his 'concentrating face' on intently listening to Nell.

"Valenco" Eric loaded his profile onto the screen holding all of the information we had about him "A 49 year old man from France who has a past of dealing with guns, drugs, prostitution but most recently, assassination"

"What has this got to do with us?" Sam was getting impatient

"With the world leaders meeting in a few days there is a worry that they are becoming a target for several groups around the world. Each leader is bringing their own team however the Mayor of Los Angeles has requested that you four head the event security"

"Really? So we're babysitting?"

"Not babysitting Deeks, protecting" Granger left the room returning to his desk where he worked alone on the computer.

"The meeting will be at the City Hall and you guys need to set the security plan and lead the team before and during the event". Gesturing towards Sam and Callen she said that they had a meeting with the mayor in an hour. Deeks and I were sent to city hall where we were then going to meet the team we were leading.

"Shotgun" Deeks shouted as we were climbing into the car

"It's just you and me, who else who going to be riding in the front?" I laughed whilst buckling up and starting the engine. We arrived at city hall shortly and were faced with 20 wide-eyed, fresh out of training security guards.

"Hi guys, I'm Kensi, this is my partner Deeks and we're going to be running the show on Friday along with our other team members who will be here soon" I made my way along with a few members of our temporary team who I must admit were quite attractive. We were in one of the meeting rooms when a young, male member of the team made his way over to me.

"Mrs Blye, may I ask you what made you want to become an NCIS agent?" he lent on the table pushing his face towards mine.

"Urm actually it's Miss and I'm not sure, my grandfather served his country as did my father as do I" I smiled slightly being friendly as he touched my shoulder.

"Oh really, so what would you say if I asked you to dinner Miss Blye?"

"She would say she's married to her job therefore might as well be Mrs" Deeks snaked his arm round my waist pulling my in tightly.

"Watch out Deeks, your protective side is showing" I wriggled free and walked over to a group of girls in the corner. Deeks gave Mr Rubbish Chat Up Line a stern look and followed me closely keeping an eye on me.