Thanks for the wonderful reviews and all the followers already! The adventure begins for Kensi and Deeks - enjoy the ride!
CHAPTER 2
Everyone was up in ops getting briefed on a new case. Eric and Nell tag teamed the presentation in their usual way, finishing each other's sentences and swiping one image after another on the big screen. Callen assessed the situation and started assigning roles for each agent. "Sam, you and I will head over to the crime scene and have a look around for ourselves. I'd like Deeks and Kensi to head over to the trucking company that our suspect works for. Talk to his supervisor, co-workers. Eric, can you backstop them as truck drivers looking for work? It's just in case you guys need a cover story while asking around."
Kensi shook her head at Callen. "That's not going to work Callen. I can't do that anymore. Sorry," she said shrugging her shoulders. Having to turn down a field assignment, even an innocent sounding one, was so hard.
"What do you mean Kens? This is your job, this is what I am assigning you and your partner to do," Callen looked at her confused.
"What I meant to say is that I'm under doctor's orders. I can't go out in the field for several months," she clarified before a yawn escaped her. She had been feeling so tired lately - apparently creating a baby was a lot of work. Deeks looked at her but didn't say a word. He wasn't sure who all Kensi had told about the pregnancy yet.
Callen looked over Kensi slowly. "Doctor's orders? Are you sick? I didn't realize there was something serious going on with you. Are you ok?" he asked.
"Didn't Hetty tell you?"
"Tell me what? What is going on and why am I the last to know when it comes to a case?"
"Mr. Callen." The operations manager walked into ops just at that moment. "I am sorry I haven't had a chance to relay the news to you sooner. Director Vance had me on the phone on a rather pressing matter. Ms. Blye is correct; she is no longer authorized to be in the field. She is under doctor's orders and NCIS protocol to remain strictly on desk duty until the resolution of her situation," Hetty explained. She then turned to Kensi. "Do you want to tell everyone, or shall I?"
"Go ahead Hetty," Kensi nodded. She looked at her partner, who looked a little nervous at the idea of everyone finding out right now.
"I was notified this morning that Ms. Blye and Mr. Deeks will be welcoming a child into this world in approximately seven months. In order to keep both Ms. Blye and the child as safe as possible, she will be on desk duty for the remainder of her pregnancy. Ms. Jones, you will be on stand-by to be Mr. Deeks' partner in the field should the need arise. Mr. Callen, if you have any further questions, please come see me."
No one said anything and no one moved. They were all staring at Kensi and Deeks. Everyone knew they had a "thing", but as far as they knew those two had never acknowledged it let alone started dating.
"You guys are all trying to picture us doing it, aren't you?" Deeks said breaking the ice.
"Eww."
"Not even close."
"Thanks for that disturbing image."
The teammates took turns expressing their disgust at Deeks' thoughts. Kensi just hit him.
"Ow. Really Kens? You're going to abuse the father of your child? Not cool."
"I believe you all have a case to start working on. I expect results quickly. Ms. Blye, you can stay here and help Ms. Jones and Mr. Beale," Hetty ordered before walking out.
Kensi sighed. "Yes, Hetty." "This is going to be a long freaking pregnancy," she thought and sat down in a chair next to Nell.
A few weeks later…
Just after lunch, Deeks walked into the bullpen with a shopping bag. He set it on Kensi's desk, where she sat finishing up her food from lunch. "Working lunch?" he asked.
"Yes. This desk duty thing sucks. Did you know that desk duty actually means 'office slave and completer of all paperwork'? I can't even begin to tell you how many trees I've killed off," she rambled before noticing the bag. "Wait, what is this? Is this from you?"
"Yep, I thought I would save you a trip since I know you have a very busy day today," Deeks answered.
"What is it?" she asked cheerily while looking inside. Kensi pulled out two pairs of jeans and her face suddenly changed. "You bought me jeans? Size 4 jeans!? Do you think I'm fat now? Is that what this is about? I'm pregnant and fat already and I have to wear big baggy pants 'cause my regular jeans are too tight, and you don't want to be seen with me and are going to disappear and I will have to raise this b-baby alone and… and…." Kensi broke down sobbing.
Deeks looked at her with a mix of panic and concern. He wasn't sure what was happening. "Whoa, hey Kens, it's ok. I was just helping you out. You – you left a note on your counter that said 'need size 4 jeans.' I saw it when I brought you donuts this morning. I knew you had a busy day and since I was out at the precinct, I thought I would help you out and pick them up for you on my way here," Deeks tried to calmly explain, not believing this would spark an outrage from Kensi. "I got the brand you like from your favorite store."
"But they're so b-b-big," she wailed while holding up one of the pairs. "I'll never look the same again." She put her head down on her desk sobbing, and motioned to Deeks to leave her alone.
Eric walked up to the railing and was just about to whistle the crew up when he saw Kensi crying. "NELL! You're needed downstairs pronto!" he called out over his shoulder. "Uh, the rest of you down there are needed up in ops – we got a case."
"Kensi, I'm on my way!" Nell yelled out while running down the stairs with a box of tissues and several Twinkies in hand.
The three men made their way to the stairs as Nell rushed past. "Deeks, a little word of advice. Never, and I repeat NEVER, buy a pregnant woman clothes. You ALWAYS let her pick them out herself – no matter what she says. I've been there, done that, and learned the hard way. All the SEAL training in the world couldn't save me from my pregnant wife's wrath when I made the same mistake you just did," Sam said sympathetically. He patted Deeks on the back and wished him luck.
"Ok. It's ok. I'm here Kensi; the men are all gone. Let's go sit on the couch and you can enjoy these while we talk, alright?" Nell asked her friend. She gave Kensi a hug before leading her over to the couch.
"Thanks Nell. You know just what I need," she replied while taking a Twinkie in one hand and a tissue in the other.
When Kensi hit the 13 week mark of her pregnancy, she and Deeks went to her doctor's office for the scheduled ultrasound. It was just supposed to be a quick one to make sure the baby was in the correct spot in the womb and growing as expected. The nurse led them to the exam room after taking Kensi's weight, temperature, heart rate and blood pressure. She instructed Kensi to lie down on the exam table and the doctor would be in shortly. Deeks sat in a chair next to the table.
"Hi Kensi, how are you feeling today?" Dr. Kaiser asked as she walked into the room. She looked over at Deeks and extended her hand. "And you must be the daddy."
"Dr. Kaiser, this is Marty Deeks. He's my partner – my work partner – not my partner partner, like a boyfriend or husband or whatever, just partners. And yes, he's also the baby's father. It's complicated," Kensi said flustered. She always had a hard time explaining their relationship even though it made sense to her and Deeks, or at least it did before this baby came into the picture.
"Relax Kensi, it's fine. We see all types of family dynamics in here," the doctor reassured her. "I'm going to manually press on your abdomen first to check, and then we will get to the ultrasound, ok?"
Kensi laid on her back while the doctor massaged her belly, feeling to make sure things were where they should be at this point. Then she pulled the cart with the sonogram equipment closer. A quick squeeze of gel onto her belly and they were ready to see the baby.
"Wow that's cold!" Kensi exclaimed. Deeks stood up next to Kensi so he could see better as grainy images appeared on the screen. Deeks looked at the screen for a few minutes before speaking, not sure if he was supposed to ask questions or not.
"Is it just me, or does it look like we created a blizzard in there? I don't see anything that looks like a baby."
"Everything looks great in there. I see one fetus with one heart beating. Let me see if I can get a better angle to show you," Dr. Kaiser said. She adjusted the wand on Kensi's belly. "Here we go. It doesn't look too much like a baby yet, but this round blob that is flickering is the baby's heart and it has a strong heartbeat. This line here is the umbilical cord, this end is the baby's head, and the short lines you see here are the legs." She pointed out each part on the screen as she showed them.
Kensi laid there staring at the screen. She was trying to grasp everything – she was really having a baby. This little being was inside her right now and she was going to be a mother. She didn't know how to voice her thoughts and emotions so she just kept staring at her baby.
Deeks smiled big at the image on the screen and grabbed Kensi's hand. "That is so cool! Thank you, doctor. Wow! Kens, we did that. We made that!" His excitement was getting the best of him in the moment. The doctor handed them a print out of the sonogram and excused herself to give them a moment alone.
Kensi and Deeks awkwardly looked at their hands, fingers still entwined from when Deeks grabbed her hand in his excitement. They dropped hands and Deeks took a step back. Kensi finally spoke up. "It's amazing isn't it? Now that I've seen her or him, it's so much more real, you know? It's like when I see a target through the scope on my rifle – it's no longer a hypothetical thing in the distance, it's a real thing and in focus and I can see it. That's kind of how it is now with our baby."
Deeks stared at her with his mouth hanging open. "Did you just seriously compare our baby to a target at the receiving end of your sniper rifle? This. Changes. Everything."
"What? What does this change Deeks?" Kensi asked as she sat up and wiped the gel off her belly.
"You, Miss Kensi Blye, are a violent woman."
"You knew that already when you seduced me in San Diego – and you liked it that way if I recall."
"Yeah but I didn't know to what extremes your violent tendencies ran. Wow. You never cease to amaze me Sugar Bear. Mixing babies and guns," he shook his head.
"This coming from a man who goes through life resembling a cartoon character from the Mystery Inc. gang?"
"At least I don't want to line up our child and take a shot at like, a really far distance."
"No, you'll just feed him or her a steady diet of Scooby snacks while teaching it phrases like 'zoinks' and 'jeepers'. I think it's fair to say we will inflict equal parts of dysfunction on our child without too much effort," Kensi concluded.
"Cartoons are way better than snipers, especially when it comes to parenting. Besides, when it comes to snacks, I think you have that department covered already. I can only imagine what that child is going to be forced to eat – Twinkies, Ho Ho's, Kit Kats, every type of donut from here to the east coast…" he said shaking his head from side to side.
"Shut it, Deeks." She threw the paper towel she had used on her belly at him.
"Eww, get it off! Get it off!" he exclaimed jumping around. "It's all gooey."
Kensi smiled at him as she hopped off the exam table. "Just sharing the experience, Shaggy."
Chapter 3 will take them into the second trimester - who knows what can happen then...
