A/T" Like I've said before I can't take credits for this story. The original idea behind it belonged to Annajadekin, I just embellished it.


"Kens you are freaking me out," Deeks whispered allowing himself to be steered towards the gym.

Kensi was in front of him leading the way, and he quietly followed.

Even though he tried his best to maintain calm, his mind could not help but wander through dark territories.

What did Kensi want to talk to him about?

What was this big secret that she had been keeping from him for so long.

Could she be hiding the fact that she has a child somewhere in the world? Was that the reason why she could not tolerate being around kids?

No! If there was one thing Kensi Blye would never do, that would be abandoning her own child.

So, what was it then?

He tried to organize his thoughts based on the limited info he had so far concerning that flash drive.

Hetty said it contained detailed information about the whole team so what could it possibly be?

There was nothing he could think about.

His mind was blank.

Finally, they stepped into the isolated gym area. They had been walking for only a few seconds but to him, it felt like hours of agony.

Kensi stood still for a second and then turned around to face her beloved detective.

He was not kidding. For the first time, he was actually freaking out. It was written all over his face no matter how hard he struggled to conceal it.

"Kens, I do not care what is recorded in that flash drive," he took one hand in his and pulled her close while caressing her face with the other.

"I know you are expecting the worst right now," Kensi sighed "but what I am about to tell you is important to me. You may feel betrayed because I haven't been honest with you since the first day we met, but take account the fact that no one knows about this. Well, on second thought that is not entirely true. Only Hetty and mother know."

"Know about what?" Deeks shrugged his shoulders and Kensi pulled away. "Babe, no matter what it is, no matter what you are so scared about, I promise to protect you."

Kensi bit her lip and softly smiled at him. He had absolutely no idea where this conversation was heading to but his ignorance was scaring her even more. How could he not figure it out after all these years?

They have spent almost every day together for the past five years. They have spent every day AND night together for the past six months.

Didn't he ever notice?

Well, now was the time to answer that question.

"Do you remember how Ray used to call me?" Kensi casually asked.

"Is that a rhitorical question?" Deeks looked at her confused.

"Just answer please."

"Of course I remember. He called you Wikipedia," he smiled at her.

"Well…..that was not far from true."

"What do you mean," Deeks asked not sure where this was heading to.

Kensi let out a deep breath. "Let me put it this way. Einstein had an IQ of 160. Mine is 184."

Deeks mouth dropped open trying to process the meaning of those words. Then, he burst into laughter.

"You are kidding right? This is a joke!"

He kept smiling nervously waiting for Kensi to join him, but she was standing cold as ice in front of him.

Suddenly the realization hit him.

"You are not kidding," he exclaimed.

"I've been meaning to talk to you about this for a really long time but I never found the perfect time."

Deeks rubbed his jaw and then his scruff with his hand. "I don't even understand what this means. Are you some kind of a genius?"

"Not exactly,"

"How many languages do you actually speak?" he asked fearing the answer.

"Twelve," she mumbled behind her breath looking at her floor.

"I am sorry what?" he shouted stunned.

"Twelve!" she repeated increasing the tone of her voice.

"Nell is supposed to be the one with the highest IQ in NCIS. Are you smarter than her too?" he started paving up and down.

"Yes," she let out a deep breath.

"Are you capable of doing Eric's and Nell's work up in OPS?"

"Yes,"

"This is unbelievable," he shook his head still paving.

Seeing him in that state was killing her. She should have been honest with him sooner. She should have told him the truth the moment she realized she had feelings for him.

Secrets never stay hidden for long.

He wasn't looking at her. Just walking up and down….up and down….his eyes pinned on the floor.

Kensi could feel the tears form in her eyes but tried her best to hold them back.

Many men had dumped her in the past because they felt inadequate and inferior in front of her but she never gave them a second thought.

But this was Deeks. The only man in her life she could dare to dream a future with. He made her feel safe. He made feel accepted. He didn't mind her occasional swearing, her hoarding habits, her love for junk food, her obsession with Love Actually…. He never tried to change her. He accepted he for who she was and she could never bear to lose him.

"Deeks look at me," she quietly pleaded "I need you to listen to me."

Deeks finally woke up from his trance and made eye contact with her.

He could see the tears threatening to stream down her flushed cheeks. Kensi Blye hardly ever cried. But even when she did, he was always there to sooth her pain.

This time was no different than any other. He shouldn't be making this about him. His partner needed him. She needed him to understand and he was willing to listen.

Deeks walked back to her and entwined his fingers with hers resting his forehead on her head. Like always, her hair smelled like lavender. He breathed her in and softly placed a kiss pulling her close. He could feel her relax under his touch.

How did he do that? A simple touch, a soft kiss and she was at his mercy. God, she loved and hated that effect he had on her.

He led her to the bench where they both sat, their long fingers still playing together.

"You know, with your set of skills and IQ you could be a lot more than just an agent."

"I know," she nodded "but I don't want to be anything else. I am happy just the way I am, with the people that surround me."

"I've seen movies regarding people like you. Your brain must be working overtime, constantly looking for ways to occupy itself."

"I've learned how to tame it," she rested he head on his shoulder.

"As a kid, I was finding it hard to concentrate on anything that didn't stimulate my brain. Normal toys were dull, and children of my age were not on my level. There was nothing wrong with them of course," she snuggled even closer to him.

"Whose idea was it to take an IQ test?" Deeks asked.

"My father's," she smiled nostalgically "He knew from the very beginning that I was different than the rest of the kids. He was the only one who could understand my needs. That is the reason why he tought me how to fix and engine, wire a house, survival skills, self defense, shooting, sailing….pretty much anything to keep me occupied. In his presence I felt like I could be myself. Anyone else was feeling intimidated around me. Including my mother."

"Is that why you ran away from her?"

"My father wanted me to have a normal life. To live! My mother on the other hand was already planning for me to become a lawyer."

"That is all that bad," Deeks tried to excuse her. "Besides, I was a lawyer. We could have been partners both in order and law. Wow, we could have our very own show."

Once again Deeks was using his humor to defuse the tension and Kensi appreciated the effort even though it didn't work as memories of her childhood flooded her mind.

"Deeks, I was only seven. By the time I was ten she had planned out my entire life. She wanted be to become a lawyer, a doctor, an architect….anything that would grand me a wealthy future, but not my happiness. I couldn't be with her any longer. She would call my father every single day after I left home, accusing him of ruining my future. She thought I was wasting all my potential. Maybe she was right. I could have been a successful doctor by now, but I wouldn't be me. This is me. This is who I am, not what I am."

Deeks pulled her closer and held her tight in his embrace.

"So, Hetty knows huh?"

"Yes! She knew from the very beginning and agreed to keep this a secret. I thought she had destroyed all evidence regarding my skills. If people found out about me, they would either lock me behind a desk like Eric and Nell or in a lab or even worse…they would train me to become a living killing machine for all of their black ops. I don't want either of those. I just don't know why Hetty decided to keep that damn flash drive," Kensi felt little annoyed.

"Are you honestly happy with the choices that you have made in your life?" Deeks asked but deep down inside he just wanted the confirmation that she was happy with him.

Kensi raised her head and looked at his blue eyes. "Of course I am happy. Every single choice I've made has led me to this exact moment."

She reached up and touched his face as he thumb brushed his lips. Without hesitating she leaned forward and kissed him softly.

That was all the confirmation he needed. She had an IQ of 184. So what? She was still Kensi. She was still the woman he fell madly in love with. She was still his partner and he trusted her with his life.

"Aren't you afraid that one day you will get tired of playing stupid around all of us?"

"I am not playing stupid," she exclaimed offended. "I play quiet. There is a difference. I never said I can't hack into any system like Eric and Nell. I never said I can't speak Russian like Callen. I never said I can't kick Sam's ass in MMA. I just chose not to. I am fully aware of my abilities and I use them only when others are inadequate."

"Nell is going to freak out once she finds out you are smarter than her," Deeks chuckled.

"That's true," Kensi couldn't help but brag "but promise me you will never tell anyone about me. This conversation never happened. I don't want them to change their behavior towards me ok? And that includes you too. Promise me that this will not be factor in our relationship."

Deeks took her hand in his, kissed it softly and then placed it upon his heart "Kensi Marie Blye, I fell in love with who you are. Nothing else matters!"