Kensi swallowed the lump in her throat as she banged on the keys on her laptop; they had just come back from the Op with Eva and she wished she could just go home.

"You gonna be all right?" Deeks asked the brunette, who's arm was in a cast from being shot.

"I'm going to be just fine." Eva nodded and gave him a slight smile. "Thank you, detective Deeks." She stood on the tips of her toes and kissed his cheek.

Kensi didn't miss the way his cheeks turned a slight shade of pink and the grin on his face as he watched her walk away.

Deeks made his way back to his desk and greeted his partner. "Hey, Kens. Did you write up your report yet?"

Kensi's response was to slam her laptop shut, get out of her seat, walk over to his desk, and throw the file on top of the pile of stacks he already had. She turned on her heel and walked upstairs as a way to avoid the question he was sure to ask.

"Are you okay?" He called after her. "Kensi?" He groaned, quickly getting out of his seat and running after her. "Kensi, what's going on?"

"Nothing." She said, taking a piece of paper from Nell before going back downstairs to grab her gym bag.

"Kens, come on." Deeks grabbed her arm gently before she could disappear to train. "Tell me what's up."

"Nothing's up." She insisted, her tone becoming dangerously serious as she yanked her arm out of his grip and walked past Sam and Callen.

"Oh ho." Callen whistled, turning to watch her walk away. "She is seriously pissed. What'd you say this time, Deeks?"

"What didn't he say?" Sam laughed. "Better fix it before it gets worse, Deeks." He patted the detective's shoulder and walked away.

Deeks huffed and followed after his partner. When he finally caught up to her, she had already changed and had on boxing gloves.

With every punch she threw at the bag, Kensi grunted; she couldn't believe she let something so stupid get to her. It was Deeks. Her partner, not her boyfriend. She shouldn't be jealous, that was just ridiculous. He flirted with every girl he passed by, it wasn't a big deal.

"What did that punching bag ever do to you?" He attempted to joke.

She ignored him, tightening her fists and throwing her arms out even harder.

"Okay." He sighed, stepping in front of the punching bag and catching her fist before it made contact with his face. "Whoa!"

"You got in the way." She stated, ripping the Velcro apart on her gloves to take them off.

"Yeah, but I thought you'd stop. Not continue to pulverize me. Okay, you know what? That's beside the point." He followed her to her gym bag. "Why are you avoiding me?"

"Just because I don't want to talk to you, doesn't mean I'm avoiding you."

"Uh, actually, that's exactly what it means, princess. Listen, Kensi, we're partners." He stopped her from leaving. "If something's bothering you, just tell me. Maybe I can help."

"Well you can't." She snapped. "Next time, Deeks, when someone's avoiding you, don't follow them. You never know what might happen." She bumped into his shoulder as she left the room.

"Enough of this." Deeks decided as he turned and walked after her. "I don't give a damn if you don't want to talk, but you are sure as hell going to listen." He grabbed her arm and pushed her against the wall gently. "I don't know what happened, I don't know how I pissed you off, but if you don't answer me, I will stop trying and ask Hetty for a new partner."

"Do it." Kensi dared, glaring at him. "You think I'll miss you? I'd much rather have a partner that I knew had my back than one who flirts with anything that has a heartbeat and breasts."

He was fully prepared to respond until she added in the flirting part, then he smirked. "You're jealous."

"I am not." She denied. "You're so full of yourself, Deeks. Don't you have some papers to fill out?"

"Who are you jealous of?" He continued, clearly amused. "Eva? Eva and me?"

"Eva and I, Einstein." She corrected. "And no. I don't give a damn about you and Eva. I have better things to do with my spare time other than pining over some LAPD detective who, quite frankly, could care less about his partner when there's another female around."

Deeks wasn't as offended as she hoped he'd be, oh no. Instead, he grinned before dipping his head and smashing his lips against hers roughly.

Kensi squealed from surprise and tried to push him away by his shoulders. When that didn't work, she slapped his shoulders as much as possible, except he took her hands and pinned them above their heads.

He refused to let this matter drop until she admitted to him and to herself that their "thing" was clearly not just the imagination of their fellow co-workers. He smiled against her lips when she nipped his bottom lip as an attempt to get him to pull away.

After some time, she let herself relax and sink into the kiss, not caring that oxygen was soon becoming a problem. She pulled away from him and tried to catch her breath, fighting the smile that was about to creep on to her face.

Deeks dropped Kensi's hands and wrapped his own around her waist, leaning his forehead against hers. "Now will you tell me?"

"No way." She shook her head. "It's totally unprofessional. So was what just happened, so can you let me go, please?"

He groaned and threw his arms in the air in frustration. "Damn it, Kensi! Why are you ignoring this?!"

"Ignoring what?!"

"This!" He pointed between them. "Us! You were jealous of Eva, but I just proved that you have nothing to be jealous of, and you're still acting like it doesn't mean anything!"

"Because it can't!" She argued. "Deeks, we're partners! Do you know how much our work would be effected if we were together?! Our Ops wou-."

"Kensi, I love you." Deeks blurted out. "I love you and I don't give a damn if a relationship between us effects our work because I know you feel the same."

"I do." She responded, coming out of her state of shock. "I do, Deeks, but this is dangerous. Sam would kill us, Callen would laugh and go around collecting money people owe him, and Hetty…God, I can only imagine how react."

"React to what, Ms. Blye?" Henrietta Lange came up behind Deeks, who jumped at the sound of her voice.

"Nothing!" Kensi answered quickly. "It's not important."

"It seems to me like it's very important, Ms. Blye. Seeing as you and Mr. Deeks felt the need to sneak off to speak about the issue."

"It's not an issue." She assured. "I promise, Hetty, it's nothing."

"Very well." Hetty sighed. "Then I suggest you both get back to work, please?"

"Of course." Kensi nodded, grabbing Deeks by the arm and following Hetty out to the bullpen.

As Hetty made her way back to her office, she stopped in on the bullpen as Kensi and Deeks sat at their desks. "And next time, Ms. Blye, you doubt that I would support your relationship with Mr. Deeks, it would be much appreciated if you asked me first. I'm quite thrilled of the news."

"What?!" Sam and Callen's heads both shot up to look at Hetty.

Deeks laughed and watched Kensi bury her head in a file.