A/N: Sorry this is so short, but it's my first attempt at Fanfiction and I wanted to test out the waters. Please bear with me!

I do NOT own NCIS LA or any of the characters, though it would be totally cool if I did! :)

She opened her eyes and smiled as her gaze swept over his unkempt hair and presently snoring mouth. He stirred as her hand caressed his face, yet his mind faded back to dreamland. She laid there, soaking in the sunlight that streamed through the cracks in the blinds. Silence permeated the room as she found herself slowly slipping back to dreamland too. She nestled into the blankets and made herself comfortable again as she slowly drifted back to sleep.

This, however, lasted for only a few minutes as the pressure on her bladder grew so fierce she couldn't fight it anymore.

"Oh bother it all", she thought while pushing back the covers. Swinging her feet around she awkwardly heaved herself out of bed. Doing her best to tip-toe, she quietly shuffled down the hall to the bathroom door. Suddenly she paused, mid shuffle, grasping her abdomen with a wince.

"You okay Kensi?" came a voice still filled with sleep.

"Ugh, and after I tried my hardest not to wake him up" she thought to herself with a sigh. The team had finally caught a break in their case the day before and Deeks hadn't made it home until 0200 this morning. He loved his sleep, and since he had gotten so little of it that night Kensi didn't want to disturb him so early this morning.

"This little peanut of yours is quite the kicker" she said with a grin as she turned to face her husband. He had jumped out of bed and was making his way towards her.

"You're sure you're fine?" he said as he laid a kiss on her forehead.

"As long as the urgent and untimely necessity to pee isn't a catastrophe, I'm fine. Now quit worrying about me, go get some sleep. I don't want a cranky man on my hands today." And with that she walked to the bathroom and closed the door behind her.

Kensi emerged from the bathroom and slowly made her descent down the stairs. The kitchen was her ultimate destination, no, make that her normal destination at all times of the day. At least this morning she could kill two birds with one stone and take care of her sleep deprived husband while feeding the craving that had been intensifying all night. This craving, unlike her other ones, was perfectly normal. All she wanted was a short stack of warm golden pancake covered with glossy brown maple syrup. She could smell the delicious pancakes as she pictured them in her mind, which only made her stomach growl loudly.

However, it occurred to her that the aroma wasn't just coming from her daydream, and that the smell of pancakes was presently filling the house. She rounded the corner to see Deeks standing over the stove flipping pancakes like it was his day job. She walked behind him and slipped her hands around his waist.

"Honey, I was just on my way down to start breakfast. Why don't you let me finish and you can grab a few more minutes of shut-eye." Deeks turned around and wrapped her into a hug.

"What kind of man would I be if I sat back and watched my pregnant wife do all the cooking? You are the one who should be getting rest Kenz, you could pop that kid out any day now! Besides you look like crap." He began to regret his last selection of words and as he glanced at her scrunched up face. Trying to dig himself out of the hole he now found himself in, he continued. "I…I mean you look exhausted. Baby not let you get much sleep last night?"

Kensi ignored his stupid comment and focused on the answer to his question. Now that he mentioned it she was feeling like crap. The baby found her relaxed sleeping state an excellent atmosphere to practice gymnastics in and although she was glad the baby was growing, she really desired a peaceful night of sleep for once. Knowing that wouldn't come until after the baby was born and started sleeping through the night, Kensi let out a deep sigh. Deeks took her reaction as the answer to his question and pointed out the stool under the kitchen island.

"Get off your feet Kenz and let me do the cooking." He turned back to the stove and couldn't help but chuckle to himself as out of the corner of his eye he saw his wife struggle to hoist her body up onto the tall barstool. Pausing from the task at hand he walked over to her, bowed and the waist, and with the flourish of his hand said "Mademoiselle." Kensi rolled her eyes but accepted his hand as she rested herself on the stool.

"How'd you know I wanted pancakes anyway?" she asked as he took the last ones off the griddle.

"You talk in your sleep Kenz, you wouldn't shut up about these darn pancakes all night!"

She gave a little smirk but was too hungry to be totally embarrassed. As the first stack of pancakes found their way to the plate in front of her Kensi delicately poured the warm maple syrup on top. Yet again she was grateful that she finally gained back her appetite for breakfast, and as the delicious scent made its way to her nose she thought "This must be what heaven is like."

A/N: So there is my first chapter! Hopefully I'll have the will power to continue writing; this is the first time I've attempted anything like this! Please review and tell me what you think! :)