A/N: This episode really didn't have much for me to draw inspiration from. This is the best I could do.


Season 2 Episode 5 "Little Angels"

It had been late one night when the commercial for Romancing the One came on during Top Model. That got her to thinking about how it would be nice to have someone to sit with on the couch, drink a beer and watch a little TV.

Kensi had tried to find guys the old fashioned way. She really had. But with a schedule like hers, when was a girl supposed to find love. She rarely went out clubbing and when she did, it was usually after a tough case and all she really wanted to do was get lost in the music and forget about the horrors of the day. Plus all the guys she met in places like that only had one thing on their minds and it wasn't catching up on the shows on her DVR.

"You're just a few clicks away from true love. Sign-up now for free," said the spokesman, who reminded her of the pastor at the church she used to go to with her grandmother.

Kensi thought, "Well, hell! Why not?" She grabbed her laptop and began filling out the questionnaire.

Name? "Kensi Marie Blye."

Age? "27."

Height? "5 foot 8 inches."

Weight? "130." She thought better of that and changed it to 125 lbs. After all she did need to lay off the Twinkies a bit more often.

City where you live? "West Hollywood, CA."

Sign? "They can't be serious! Sagittarius"

List 3 likes. She thought about it for a moment and answered honestly. "Martial arts, techno music and first dates at the zoo." She had never had a first date at the zoo but she thought about how that would be a fun and safe way to spend time with a virtual stranger.

List 3 dislikes. Well, she didn't want any old guys so she thought..."Dentures will exclude the geezers." She looked around her cluttered apartment and added "Hoarders." While trying to think of a third dislike, she thought about her day. The Petty Officer that they had caught trying to sell low level intelligence to a Mexican cartel today had been very cute but she really didn't want her third date to be a conjugal visit. Sooo, "prison records" rounded out the list.

Next the website asked for a picture. She quickly searched her computer and found a copy of the head shot that had been done as part of her undercover assignment as a struggling actress a few years ago.

She typed up a quick summary of what she was hoping to find in a date. She decided that she probably shouldn't use her real name and deleted her name from the form. Now the question was what name would she use instead? She picked up the romance novel laying next to her on the couch. The heroine was named Charlene and the dashing hero was named Trent St. James. "Charlene St. James" was born! She reviewed her answers and clicked submit before she could change her mind.

It wasn't until later while lying in bed that she had a terrifying thought..."What if Deeks finds this?"