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CHAPTER 3

Wednesday morning…

"Good morning Sunshine!" Deeks greeted his partner as he set a box down on Kensi's desk.

"Are these what I think they are? Thank you – I'm starving!" Kensi wasted no time in flipping open the top of the box and lifting one of the frosted pastries to her mouth. "Mmm, I love these. Deeks, the baby and I both thank you. You know exactly what makes us happy in the mornings," she replied between mouthfuls of donuts.

"You're welcome," he said simply as he sat back and watched his partner devour two in a row with barely a breath in between.

Kensi noticed Deeks was watching her. She stopped mid-bite and looked at him. "What? Am I supposed to share these? I thought maybe they were all for me."

"Nope, they are all yours," Deeks said laughing. "It's just, you have a little, uh, extra frosting right there," he said pointing to the left side of her face.

"Yum! I am so glad I didn't end up with any of those weird food aversions that I've read about other women getting. I can't imagine not being able to start my day any other way," Kensi mused while reaching into the box for another treat.

Thursday morning…

Deeks arrived in the bullpen before Kensi. He placed a box of donuts on her desk, like yesterday.

"Donuts two days in a row? She must really have you trained," Callen smirked from his desk.

"Trained? No, it's not like that. We just have an understanding. I do things that she likes to keep her happy, and then I get to stay happy, too," Deeks replied as he took his seat.

"Mmm hmmm. Sure, Deeks. If that's what you need to tell yourself, go right ahead," Sam chuckled.

"Plus, I think I finally have this pregnancy-food-eating-likes-and-dislikes thing figured out. It's not as hard as some guys make it sound. Kensi is pretty consistent with her food groups," Deeks added.

Kensi slowly walked in a few minutes later. She dropped her bag on the floor next to her desk then started to sniff the air. With a disgusted look on her face, she noticed the box on her desk. "Those smell horrible! Deeks, what are you trying to do to me? Get those disgusting things off my desk and gone now. Ugh, I think I'm going to throw up," she shouted as she rushed off.

"Yep, she must be pregnant alright. If I didn't believe it before, I do now. Kensi Blye just referred to donuts as 'disgusting things,'" Sam said shaking his head.

"So much for no food aversions…" Deeks said as he retrieved the box and headed to the break area.

Friday morning…

Kensi had been sitting at her desk for about twenty minutes, restlessly fidgeting the whole time. Twice she had opened her mouth to ask him a question, then changed her mind. It wasn't that big of a deal. But now after more time had passed and he hadn't said anything to her about it, she had to find out.

"Um, Deeks, what happened to you this morning?" Kensi started.

"Let's see, I walked Monty, went surfing, stopped by my favorite diner for a quick bite and then ended up here. Nothing out of the ordinary; why?" he replied without looking up from his work.

"Did you forget something?"

"I don't think so. I brushed my teeth and I'm wearing pants," he grinned at Callen.

Kensi hated to do it, but she brought out her pouty lips. "I thought you were going to get me and the baby our favorite breakfast treats. You know, the ones with powdered sugar and frosting and sprinkles."

"You said yesterday that you couldn't even stand the smell of them, so I figured I better not upset you with any today," Deeks replied.

"Deeks, try to keep up. That was yesterday. Today we would like our yummy morning pastries, please. Oh, and we would like one of those breakfast burritos that's as big as your head from that one place just down the street," Kensi said, rubbing her slightly rounded belly as she placed her order. "And a large coffee."

"You can't drink regular coffee. Doctor said so. You have to watch your caffeine levels, and you inhale enough chocolate daily to fill that quota. I can get you a nice large decaf if you want," Deeks offered.

"That's no fun. What's the point of decaf?"

"If I ever find someone who actually drinks it, I'll let you know," Callen replied as he lifted his own coffee cup to his lips. "Ahhhhh!"

"Fine, get me a smoothie then," Kensi sighed.

"Yes, dear," Deeks mumbled as he headed out.

Just before noon that same day, Sam announced that it was Deeks' day to go get lunch for the team. Since he had just gotten back from Kensi's breakfast order a few hours earlier, he wasn't eager to go out for more food. However, it was his turn and he agreed to go. He got orders from Sam and Callen, then headed over to Kensi's desk.

"Hmm, I would like 2 tacos, a chicken sandwich, a dill pickle, a small bowl of fruit salad, and a brownie. Oh, and a bottle of water. Thanks Deeks," she said smiling at him.

"Really, you want all that for lunch? I mean, I know you're eating for two, but isn't that kind of a long list?" Deeks asked her, not noticing Callen making a gesture in the background that clearly meant shut up now.

"You knocked me up. You don't get to question my meal choices, beach boy."

Deeks forced a smile on his face. "Whatever makes you happy."

"And here I thought you had this food thing all figured out," Sam laughed as Deeks walked out the door.


A few weeks later, in the bullpen…

"You ok, Deeks? You look like you haven't slept in days," Sam pointed out.

Deeks yawned before answering. "I'm fine, just tired. I haven't actually slept much lately."

"LAPD got you working a case or something?" Callen asked looking up from his newspaper.

"No, they've been leaving me alone. It's Kensi. She's been keeping me up pretty late."

"What for - baby stuff? Food cravings? Is she doing ok?" asked Callen with a mix of concern and curiosity in his voice.

"Yeah, they're fine. The baby is great and Kensi is fine, too. That's the problem." Deeks yawned again and put his head down on his desk.

"Really? I would think a sane Kensi in the midst of all those hormones would be a good thing. My wife was nuts when she was pregnant," Sam said.

Deeks picked his head up and looked at Sam. "See, that's the issue – her hormones. They've made her into some sort of monster. Like a really, really horny monster. Not the kind with actual horns, like a rhinoceros, but the kind that wants to do it ALL the time," Deeks sighed.

"You're complaining about sleeping with Kensi? I thought that was your dream. Wait, so this means you guys are really together now? I've lost track," Callen grinned at the detective.

"No, we're not together-together, at least I don't think so. I don't know, we don't really talk about our thing much. And wait, how did you know about my dream?"

"So there is a thing?" Sam inquired.

"Maybe? And I'm not complaining about WHAT we're doing. It's just that, it's like all the time, and more than once every night. She doesn't let me sleep, ever."

"Hold on, let me get this straight. You have an incredibly gorgeous, smoking hot woman, who happens to be carrying your baby already, and she wants to have you naked in her bed as often as possible, and you're not happy with that arrangement? Why are you whining again?" Callen resisted the urge to walk over and slap Deeks upside his head.

"Ugh, you don't get it. She's like an animal – seriously she attacks me the minute I step into her apartment. She rips my clothes off me; in fact I'm looking for a tailor to fix a few tears and replace some buttons. And it seems like no matter what I do or don't do, she gets turned on by it. I mean, I know it's hard for the ladies to keep it under control when I'm around, but seriously? I sit on the couch to watch the news and she's on my lap before I know what's happening. Who gets turned on by world events? I take out the trash and she's waiting inside the door to pounce on me the minute I return. I hate to say it but I need a break from all the activity. I'm don't want to say anything to her though cause I'm afraid of her going all Jekyll and Hyde on me. Or –"

"— or you getting cut off completely," Callen finished for him.

"Exactly," Deeks agreed. "What's a guy to do?"

Sam and Callen looked at each other and then answered Deeks in unison. "Dude – you enjoy it as much as you can! Sleep later."


more pregnancy adventure to come in the next chapter...