I'M BACK! I'm so excited about writing and finishing this story for you guys! I'm glad you enjoy it and it fills me with the happys! I know that some details aren't so normal, but you know, I'm not THAT good of a writer. I'm trying the best I can and I appreciate that you guys read my stories! Thanks a ton and I hope you enjoy this next chapter!


Last time...

Kensi grabbed her phone and stepped away from the bullpen, a burst of joy causing her heart to thud in her chest. She noticed that Deeks had tried calling her while she was talking with Sam and Callen and had left a voicemail. She tapped the voicemail and put the phone up to her ear.

"Hey Fern, I wished you would've picked up, but that's okay. I needed to tell you that I'm going undercover for three months here in New York and I won't be able to contact you until the mission is over. I'm really sorry but you know…part of being a cop. I just want you to know that I miss you like crazy and am thinking about you everyday. You're the first thing on my mind when I wake up and the last thing I think about before bed. I love you so muck Princess and I really look forward to hear your voice again. Bye for now Sugarbear."

The beep signaled the end of the message causing Kensi's hand to drop from her face. Three months she would have to wait to tell him, and after all that; telling Sam and Callen, getting reassurance to call him, and when she tries, he has to go undercover! She was angry and frustrated, not at Deeks, but at LAPD, Granger, and just...everything. She dropped her head in her free hand and just cried, praying for the encouragement she had today to come back around in three months. She really wondered if she would be able to get through the next three months without Deeks.


3 months later…

Kensi woke up to the beeping of her annoying alarm, telling her it was time to get up for another day of boring desk duty. Ever since she had gotten further into her pregnancy, Hetty banned her from field work and assigned her to desk duty until she was good and ready to return. This infuriated Kensi even if she knew that she wouldn't be able to work out in the field at all anyway. She eventually slammed her hand down on her buzzing clock and took a couple of breaths before attempting to get up. She propped herself on her forearms and pushed up from there. By the time she sat somewhat upright, she was pretty tired especially since she just woke up. She turned slowly, placing her feet on the ground before pushing herself completely out of bed. It was these times that she wished Deeks was here to help her with everything because having a heavy and swollen belly wasn't exactly the easiest things to deal with. She felt like a zombie as she walked into her bathroom and wanted to cry at her reflection in the mirror. Dealing with a pregnancy by yourself is far from easy. She noticed the dark circles under her eyes were growing worse with every passing day, her face looked pale all the time, and she wasn't appreciating the stretch marks on her belly either. She prayed that one of theses days Deeks would just call her since it's been around three months which he promised was the length of his undercover mission. She stripped down and stepped into the shower, hoping to relax her nerves and wake her up for a long day of boring paperwork.

When she arrived at work she felt a lot better than she did when she woke up. She concealed her dark circle, which she knew were going to be there for a while, she noticed a bit more color came back to her cheeks before she left, and she felt a lot happier than she has felt since her pregnancy started. She just assumed that it was from the call she would hope to receive soon. She sat down at her desk and started on paperwork, still frustrated that she could no longer push her chair in thanks to her huge belly. She can't get too upset though because she knew there was a little boy or girl inside of her that was more important that desk space and because she knew that there would be less space in the last three months to come.

"Morning Kensi," Sam greeted as he walked in, "you look a lot better this morning than you have in a while. Anything change?"

"I feel a lot better too," Kensi replied, "and I guess it just might be because the three months are over for Deeks's mission and I'm expecting a call soon."

"You excited to tell him?" Sam asked as he sat down, knowing the last time she had tried telling Deeks ended badly.

"I am," Kensi stated confidently, "I am a lot more confident than I was before and I know I'll be able to do it the next time he calls."

"That's great, Kens, I'm really happy for you," Sam beamed at her which gave Kensi a sense of pride and made her more excited for Deeks's call.

"Well aren't you too looking happy this morning," Callen mentioned as he walked in, "any exciting news I should know about?"

"Almost time for Kensi to tell Deeks," Sam explained as he began organizing his paperwork for the day.

"That's great Kensi, you ready this time?" Callen questioned opening his laptop to start working, "You don't need another pep talk do you?"

"No, I'm ready this time, and am excited for his call," Kensi explained with a smile, pulling out her paperwork. She only spent five minutes on it before her cellphone went off, causing all three agents to look up and smile. Kensi quickly reached for her phone, but her smile faltered when she read that it wasn't Deeks's name on the screen.

"What's wrong?" Sam asked worriedly, noticing the smile slip off her face.

"It's-it's not him," she replied, disappointment clear in her voice, "but-but it is Hetty." Callen and Sam exchanged confused glances before all three looked at their boss's desk to find it empty. Kensi answered the call and put the phone up to her ear. "Yes Hetty?"

"Ms. Blye, I have some troubling news," Hetty explained right off the bat. Kensi's eyes filled with concern and both Sam and Callen walked over to front of her desk.

"O-okay," Kensi stuttered quietly waiting for Hetty to reveal the bad news.

"Mr. Deeks has been shot." That sentence alone sent Kensi's world down the toilet. Deeks has been shot? Her next thought almost gave her a heart attack that would have killed her on the spot.

"Is-is he all right?" Kensi asked, her voice cracking as tears began to trickle down her cheeks.

"He should be," Hetty reassured her, "the bullets hit no vital organs, one only fracturing a rib. He's back here in Los Angeles at Pacific Beach Medical, flown straight from New York. He was very lucky Ms. Blye." Kensi let out a breath she didn't even know she was holding as her heart rate slowed down more, now knowing Deeks was safe.

"Th-thank you for telling me, Hetty. I'm on my way there," Kensi stated firmly before hanging up.

"What's the matter?" Callen asked, worried by the tone of voice Kensi was using on the phone.

"Deeks was shot while undercover," Kensi started calmly, "he's okay but I'm going to the hospital right now to see him."

"I'll drive you, Kens," Sam insisted, grabbing his keys, "I'm not letting an emotional pregnant woman drive anywhere at the moment." Kensi smiled and followed Sam out to his Challenger.


They arrived at the hospital in no time and rushed inside, well as fast as Kensi could anyway. Kensi begged the woman at the counter to tell her where Marty Deeks was, but she said it was classified, requested by the LAPD. Sam quickly flashed his badge to the woman and she instantly directed them to his room. As they turned the corner, Hetty came into view, pacing outside of his room. She looked up when Sam and Kensi got closer.

"Can I go in there?" Kensi asked, her eyebrows scrunched up in concern as Sam laid a hand on her shoulder.

"Yes, but he's not awake yet. I'm sure the anesthetic will wear off soon though," Hetty explained causing Kensi to relax a little. She couldn't exactly go in there while he was awake because he would certainly notice her big belly and that wasn't an option.

"Okay," Kensi replied shakily. She was prepared to tell Deeks over the phone knowing that if anything went wrong, she wouldn't actually be there for the outcome. Now, though, there was no other option than to tell him straight forward; she couldn't necessarily put it off anymore if she wanted to see him. She felt Sam give her a gentle squeeze on the shoulder and a small nod before she gulped and pushed the door open to his room. The smell of sterile tools and antiseptic hit her, and she began to feel a little nauseous but she pushed it aside. She finally saw Deeks, lying in his bed, wrapped in big white bandages, and looking a little pale. She also noticed the dark circle under his eyes and a purple bruise on his right cheek; he was a bit of a sight for sore eyes. She grabbed the extra blanket at the foot of his bed to cover up her belly so that he didn't question it without her explanation. She sat in the chair next to her partner and wrapped the blanket around her torso. She reached out and grabbed Deeks's hand as she felt the tears streaming down her face. "Deeks, I'm so sorry this happened to you. I should've been with you; I could've had your back and this wouldn't have happened." She knew she probably wouldn't have been able to do any of that because of her current situation, but she would have under normal circumstances. "Please wake up…I really need to tell you something. It's extremely important."

She sat in that uncomfortable chair for what felt like hours, just waiting for him to wake up. Several times a nurse came in and checked on both of them. The nurse offered her a pillow and some water, irritating Kensi a little, but she didn't say anything because she knew the nurse was just concerned about her pregnancy. She was staring at his face for any movement when his fingers suddenly twitched. She looked down as his hand grasped hers tighter. She looked back up to see his eyes flutter open and a small smile spread across his face.

"Hey Fern…" Deeks greeted with a raspy voice causing Kensi's heart to pound. It's really now or never…I hope I can do this…

"Hi Marty, how are you?" Kensi asked, feeling her heart nearly burst as she pulled the blanket higher on her body, praying he wouldn't notice her secret.


Woah. Way too much drama. I was thinking about ending it in this chapter, but then said to myself...nah let's shoot Deeks and reveal Kensi's pregnancy in person! Because dat's how I roll. Hope you enjoyed this chapter and more are soon to come! I also apologize for any spelling mistakes because I make A TON of them. KEEP LOVIN' DEM NARWHALS! And of course DENSI!