A/N: IMPORTANT PLEASE READ! This one-shot is about Julia witness Kensi and Deeks before the events of Blye K. another one will be written where she witness's them after Blye K and Julia has a relationship with her daughter again.

Beautiful, Gorgeous, Ravishing

Chapter 7

Julia's P.O.V

The waves, a very soothing sound, a sound that reminded me of my daughter, for she always loved the beach. So as I sat on the outside deck of a small restaurant I closed my eyes and listened to the hustle and bustle of the staff and the calm crashing of the waves.

Kensi, oh how I missed my daughter, but I knew that it was for the best, to not tarnish her fathers' image, she always daddy's girl, I could not fault her for that. I missed those unique eyes that were just Kensi, marking her as different. I spent many nights wondering where she was, was she happy, was she married with kids? What does she do for a living? Would I ever see her again and explain why I did what I did? Would she understand?

There were so many questions and I was torn from these drowning thoughts by a man's surfer draw. "Oh come on today was not that bad." He sat against the other wall making both his face and the woman's face visible, there was something familiar about the woman.

"Deeks, my car is totaled!" she whisper yelled. Her voice… her hair… I couldn't put my finger on it.

"I'm sure Hetty will provide you a new one." The man named Deeks said with a smile. What kind of name was Deeks? I laughed to myself as I sipped my coffee and looked out my window at the rising moon, still listening to the man and woman.

"I don't want a new one, see this is why I don't let you drive." I began to wonder how her car was totaled and they were up and about.

"Look we are not hurt the biggest damage was to your car."

"That is not true, you knock out cold Deeks…. I thought…." The woman paused. "It does not matter because you are still never drive again, not to work, not lunch and definitely not suspects house."

Suspect, so these two were cops, huh I wouldn't picture him as a cop, her well maybe, she had a strong set to her shoulders and an air of command about her, reminding me of Donald.

"Kensi Marie Blye, when are you going to learn that you can't resist these handsome good looks?"

Kensi. Marie. Blye…. It couldn't be…. Could it? Was my daughter sitting over there with that scruffy man? Was my daughter a cop?

"Marty Andrew Deeks." She shot back with a smirk. "I have learned…. To not let you drive….ever."

"Oooh I like it when you say my first name." he said it with a smirk but I could see the joy behind the mirth, but I doubt Kensi did.

She punched him in the arm (yup that is definitely my daughter) "Just shut up and by me my food you owe me." She hid behind her menu but I could see the wide smile that she was hiding from Marty.

I watched them for several minutes as they decided what they wanted, then my eyes were drawn under the table where Marty touched her knee with his, behind her menu my daughter smiled again and blushed slightly. Clearly these two were not it a relationship but were deeply involve with each other… was it love?

"I don't know what I want." She huffed, causing me to smile, yup definitely her. Marty waved a waiter over and ordered for both of them.

She looked ready to protest him ordering for her but he cut her off. "Don't even start Blye, I know the last time you ate was breakfast this morning and that was just a donut, which by the way isn't very nutritious. How you eat so many of those things and still look…" he motioned her up and down. "Well…" I smiled the man was clearly fluster and my daughter was loving every second of it.

"Well what Deeks?" she tilted her head with a smirk.

"Beautiful." Her back went straight and the smirk gone. "You look beautiful Kens."

Oh yea definitely love. Kensi took a deep breath and looked out her window, lapsing them into silence. But it wasn't awkward it was comfortable, but it was a heavy silence as they both contemplated his words.

She was beautiful but she seemed uncomfortable being called that, why was that? I wondered, why would she second guess his truthful words. The food came and went and I still sat there hiding behind my coffee mug watching these two.

"You want dessert?" Marty asked, causing Kensi to laugh, a real genuine Blye laugh that made Marty's smile grow bigger.

"Do you even need to ask?"

He laughed at that, "Of course not, look who I am talking to, the Queen of sugar food."

"Hey I resent that." She laughed. Kensi ordered hers and he ordered his. As they waited I saw that Kensi's mind went back to Marty's earlier words, then she spoke.

"It has been a long time since anyone ever called me…" she struggled with even saying the word that so clearly described her.

"Beautiful, gorgeous, breathtaking?" he supplied and I felt my heart swell that my daughter had a man like him in her life.

"Any of those, it is always; hot, or sexy. Even with… Jack, it was always those he never called beautiful when were together, not even after we were engaged. Looking back I think I was more arm candy than anything." Kensi said.

My daughter had been engaged, but there was no ring on her finger, what happened to make that so? "What about after he got back?"

"When he got back from the war he just about stopped talking to me altogether, I knew he was going to leave but it still hurt." Kensi voice was dejected as she talked about this man Jack, and I saw anger in the scruffy cop across from her, anger at the man who clearly broke something within my daughter.

"Well you are beautiful, ravishing, more sassy than classy," that made her laugh somberly. "You are Badass Blye who can take down a man twice her size, the best Federal Agent I have met and the best partner I have had."

Not a cop but a Federal Agent? I kept close watch over the two as Kensi absorbed his soft words.

"The only other person to call me beautiful was my father." Tears welled up in my daughters eyes. Marty reached over and grabbed her hand. The waiter brought their food and then promptly left, realizing that he was interrupting.

"Can you tell me about him? You father?" I briefly wondered if Kensi would shut him out and remain silent but she opened up to this man.

"Well what is there that you don't already know, he was a Marine, he taught me everything I know, died when I was fifteen."

"What is your favorite memory?" he asked shoveling cake into his mouth.

"My favorite memory." She whispered to herself. I saw her mind wander, as did Marty so he remained silent. This man clearly knew a lot about my daughter, how she thought, and held herself, he clearly loved her. then she looked up with a bright smile.

"My favorite memory was when My father, mother and me went to my aunts cabin, it was in the forest in north California, it cold outside and rainy, so when we got there we were all pretty tired. I remember my mother 'discreetly' elbowing my father, thinking I didn't see her…" I knew the memory for which she was recalling, it was one of my favorites as well. "Father grabbed an umbrella and led all of us outside. And naturally I complained, I was tired, cold and hungry…"

"Naturally," Marty said softly with a wistful smile as he watched his female companion as she seemed lost in the memory, but she kept talking.

"It wasn't a far walk no more than five minutes but I was nine and it felt like forever. Finally my mother reached down and covered my eyes, I tried to protest…"

"Naturally," he said again, causing them both to chuckle before falling silent.

"Naturally, we walked for another minute before we stopped. When mother pulled her hand away I say the biggest tree I had ever seen, and there tangled in its limbs was a treehouse. Dad said that my aunt had it built for me and my other cousins. Dad told me and mom to go up while he retrieved some stuff so we could sleep in it for the night. I was ecstatic, I had always wanted one, but moving from base to base made that just a dream."

I could remember Kensi always wishing for a treehouse, or sometimes to just stop moving, but even at such a young age she knew that what her father was doing was important, that he was keeping his country safe, just like she was doing by being a Federal Agent, so much like her father.

"When he got back he laid out all of the blankets and as I lay between them as they slept and I listened… I listened to the rain, the howling of the wind, the insects, the occasional bird, the soft hoot of an owl," he voice was soft and far away her hand sitting before her, empty, at least until Marty took it in his hand rubbing a comforting circle on her wrist with his thumb, but she barely registered it as she continued. "Then the rain stopped, and the moon became visible," she looked out her window at the full moon hanging over the ocean. "It was full just like tonight."

They were silent for a few minutes, her staring at the moon him absorbing every detail of her face. "What happened to your mother?" I listened even more intently.

My daughter shrugged. "I don't know, when I was 13 she left, saying she fell in love with another man. And I hated her for the longest time." I felt tears prick at my eyes.

"And now?" he probed gently.

"Now I guess I understand, whether she was being truthful or not. I cannot fault her for following her heart, even if it was with someone other than my father. I understand now."

"What made you understand?"

She finally tore her eyes from the low hanging moon and looked at him with a wistful smile. "You." Marty's eyes grew wide with shock. "Before you I always wondered about Jack, hoped and prayed would come back asking for another chance. I would have taken him back, in heartbeat because I thought I still loved him, but really I was just wishing for the chance to come home to a full apartment, and not alone. But then you came, you filled that void, showed me what it felt like to be close someone.

I was closed off, Callen and Sam don't know half the things you know about me. I opened up to you, I let you in, you let me in. you showed what it was to love again." She said clearly forgetting that the man who she was speaking of was sitting across from her. but then she pulled her hand back, she had come back to reality. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have said that, I…." she ran a hand through her hair, her nervous tick.

Most men would have run hearing her confession, but Marty merely looked elated, over joyed even. Happy.

"No, no you should have, I'm glad that you did." She looked down at her hands in her lap. "Kensi look at me." She shook her head. "Please Kensi I need you to look at me while I tell you what you just said meant to me."

She looked up, with tears in her eyes, her polychrome ones meeting his cerulean blue ones, each of their eyes full of silent love, just waiting to be expressed, to be let out and held.

"I am eternally grateful that you chose me to open up to. I know you think that everyone leaves you, but Kensi, your didn't leave voluntarily, Dom and Renko were murdered." She gasped as he continued. "Jack was an idiot for leaving you, he was an idiot for not cherishing you, for not worshiping you in the way that you deserve. But Callen and Sam haven't left, and I most certainly never will. It would take an army to tear me from your side and even then I will fight till my last breath,"

He reached over the table and ran a thumb across her bottom lip as it quivered, her emotions were threatening to spill over. Had my daughter really lost that many people in her short life.

"That's the thing Deeks, I am never enough, what man in their right mind would love a woman so broken?" she said dejectedly I watched as Marty shook his head, his blonde curls bouncing slightly.

"Well luck for you I'm not in my right mind," he said with a smile. Kensi looked up with restrained wonder.

"What?"

"I love you, I always have, and from the moment we met as Tracey and Jason I knew there was something special about you." he whispered. "I know that I can't promise that I won't die while on duty, but I can try my hardest to make sure I live for you."

"Marty." Kensi whispered. "I love you too. And thank you, you gave me a reason to live. Before you were my partner I think that Nate was getting worried that I was becoming to reckless. You grounded me; I think that was why Hetty hired you."

"Well then I must thank her because you gave me a reason to live, you have given me a reason to not want to go back to LAPD and work undercover."

They fell into a comfortable silence just looking at each other. I was shocked at what I just witnessed, my daughter walked into this restaurant not knowing that it would change her life forever. I felt a sense of peace knowing that she had a man like Marty in her life, a man who wasn't afraid of his feelings, a man who made my daughter feel like a queen, who cherished her. I don't know who Jack is but he damn near broke my daughter but here was man who was willing to pick up the pieces and love them the way that they were.

"Now, come on Fern let us get you home and some Rocky Road into you, I can practically see your blood sugar plummeting." He smiled.

"Hey," she laughed. He extended his hand and she took it without a second thought. "Rocky Road, Titanic and Beer?" she asked. "Oh and Monty."

"Of course Princess, I never could say know to you."

They were walking by where I was sitting and I looked at her with a smile, I didn't know whether to hide and fear what her reaction would be or stay out in the open and hope that she remembered me. When she stopped and stared causing Marty to stop and look at her with question, he then turned to me, and looked back and forth.

"Oh, Kensi." I whisper as I stood, I itched to hug my daughter, itched to erase the last 15 years.

"Mom?"

Marty's eyes bulged and I would have laughed if my eyes weren't glued to her polychrome ones. I nod while smiling. "Yea, yea it is me."

A tear runs down her cheek as she throws her arms around me and hugs me as though she is afraid I will disappear, and I do the same. "I've missed you mom, I'm so sorry I never tried to find you…"

"Shh, it is all okay honey," I look at Marty who is watching Kensi with a loving look. "Everything is okay now."

As I stood there hugging my daughter I can't help the tears that fall as Marty placed a hand on Kensi's back. This man, I didn't know what to say about him, so as he went off to pay their bill I whispered to Kensi. "I am so happy that you have found the love you deserve Kens."

"Me too, I am happy I have him," she pulled back and looked me in the eyes. "And now I have you back."

"And I'm not letting go." I finish.

A/N: okay so there will be another one with Julia (after the events of Blye K) and here are some others who will have their own one shots.

-Jack

-Talia

-Ray(not sure how to do him, you know being in witness protecting and all)

-Monty (everyone loves that dog)

-A random stranger(a suspect)

-Renko

-Granger

-Hetty(how to go about Hetty I don't know yet but it will come to me eventually.

I can't really think of anyone else so if you come up with someone who I might be missing please leave a review and let me know. Thank you for reading and reviewing, it drives me to keep writing!