Chapter 2

so earlier on today I posted what I thought was chapter 2 turns out in my hurry to get to my Advanced Biological Studies class (I was 15 minutes late) I hit the wrong button and re-uploaded chapter one by mistake. Here is the proper chapter 2. I'm so sorry for the mistake

A/N: sorry it has taken me forever to upload this, I've started a new Densi story as well as this and I haven't been able to get onto my mums laptop to update them both (mine is still in for repair) here is chapter two. I received a PM from AliyahNCIS saying the conversations were a little hard to follow the way I was writing them (in "Firsts" – I will be changing the name when I can work one out.) so I've decided to split the comments and answers up into two paragraphs if the answer is more than one line, hopefully this will make things easier to follow. As I said to AliyahNCIS I currently don't have a beta so when I get one hopefully he/she will be able to pick up on anything people may have a problem with.

A/N: I don't own the show anywhere except in my dreams.

Carefully carrying the frame up the stairs as though it would explode any minute Kensi made her way up to the ops centre with the rest of the team following closely behind. "It's an old photo I'm not sure we'll be able to pull a record, there's would be paper records." Nell said quietly, there was no real need to whisper but it seemed appropriate.

"Are you kidding Nell?" Kensi whispered indignantly "I can tell you exactly who is in here, that right there is my father. I'll know his face anywhere" she said pointing to the man in the centre of the photograph, "and you cannot tell me you don't recognise your mother" she finished pointing in turn to the woman on the left at the back of the group, smile the exact replica of her daughters.

"All we can do is try Nell. Who's getting it out of the frame?" Callen interrupted placing a hand on the small of Nell's back in support and comfort. Rubbing his thumb in soothing circles he looked down at the shorter woman glad to be standing behind the console so the others can't see as she slides her hand behind her back and into his, holding hands behind the desk Callen votes for Kensi.

"Why do I have to be the one who gets it out?" Kensi questioned stubbornly, "Because you're the one that found it princess" Deeks answered smiling smugly at not only how Kensi had no reply but also at the knowledge that he'd called her 'princess' and she hadn't punched him, since they'd decided to stop calling there thing a 'thing' things had been getting better. No one seemed to have picked up on the change of status or even Kensi's change of address; somehow they'd managed to hide things without even trying to hide it.

With shaking hands Kensi flipped the frame onto its glass with more delicacy then she'd shown handling the bombs the handled on a regular basis. With a deep breathe she unsnapped the clips on the back, she felt Deeks' hands on her waist to steady her, glad not for the first time that this unnecessary console in the centre of the room is now useful for hiding Deeks' inability to not touch her when he felt she needed comfort.

"here goes nothing" Mike Renko commented as he saw his little sister unsnap the last clip, a collective breathe was inhaled by all those in the room as she lifted the back cover. "We don't need to search for them" Deeks commented looking over Kensi's shoulder their names are all here.

"NCIS Special Operations Team, LA Division, 1961." Kensi read out from the back of the photograph.

"Team Leader: Clara Callen – Partner: Jacob Hanna (Special agent)

Junior Field Agent: Hailey Deeks – Partner: Spec Ops Sniper (Marine Liaison): Donald Blye

Senior Analyst: Adrian Beale – Junior Analyst: Renee` Jones

Team therapist: Peter Gets

Operations Manager: Jason Renko"

Deeks read each name and occupation in awe of the similarities between their parent's team and their own team. "Did anyone have any clue about this?" he asked the people he'd come to think of as family watching as they all shook their heads.

"My mums name is Clara" Callen said in awe. "My dad was Hetty" Mike replied. They all stood there shocked at the knowledge that their parents were all agents. "Well it is our jobs to keep our identities a secret, guess they were amazing at it." Deeks felt the need to break the sudden silent tension filling the room.

"I guess when you said undercover work was in my blood you never realised how right you were" Kensi said looking at Sam, Callen and Mike. The three chuckled and the tension broke, soon they were all laughing at their shared past. They truly were a family.

Later that night as they packed their stuff ready to head home for the night Deeks called out to the group, "hey guys team drinks tonight? Or well family drinks?" Callen and Mike smiled at him, they'd never had a real family before but now they did. Sam shook his head at the younger agent who'd taken far too much amusement in the knowledge their parents were a team like theirs. Kensi laughed and punched his shoulder at his childlike giddiness, she knew he'd always felt as though he doesn't belong here. Now maybe he'll sign those papers she "Doesn't" know he has. Needless to say they all agreed to meet up at their bar.

A/N: that' all for now. Don't worry it's not over yet. Tune in next time for family drinks and someone gets caught. Love Sky.