Author's Notes: Hey guys! WOW the reviews for the last chapter where unbelievable thank you so much! Here's an update! It took me a little while longer to write than I would have liked but I wanted to write some fluff and I hope you guys like it! Remember to leave in any suggestion or anything you might want to see on the future chapters, I'll do anything possible to write it in. To a certain Guest who left a review saying that she thought Kensi was pregnant and the punch on the stomach made her miscarriage... They haven't had sex yet because of Deeks' injuries, thank you for your review though, I wish I could've replied! :) I couldn't be happier for the reviews the last chapter got, I hope you guys like the rest of the story just as much. ENJOY 3

It was now 11am and he was sitting on the edge of the bed, his phone in his hand, which he had used to call Hetty and invite her over, he was trying to not fall asleep right there and then. After Kensi begged him to go back to bed he did, but he never got any sleep. He was terrified of the nightmares coming back and he didn't trust himself to not hurt Kensi again in that state of mind. After they had breakfast Kensi had gone in to take a shower before Hetty came. She seemed legitely alright but he saw every time she winced in pain, even when she tried to hide it.

"You ok?" Kensi asked leaning on the bathroom door's frame.

"Yeah" He said snapping out of his thoughts and turning to her. She gave him a look that said she didn't believe him but decided not to push him. He was about to say something when there was a knock on his door. Kensi was looking for her shoes so he went to open the door.

"Well, that was fast." He said while opening the door to reveal Hetty on the other side, hands behind her back.

"You called an hour ago Mr. Deeks. It wasn't that fast." She stated.

"Huh, Kensi must've taken longer than I thought on the shower." He contemplated.

"Are you going to let me in or should I just listen to whatever it is you wanted to speak to me about while standing here?"

"Oh right, please, c'mon on in." Deeks said opening the door further letting Hetty in.

"Hi Hetty." Kensi said coming from the hallway.

"Hello Ms. Blye." Hetty saluted back from her spot on the couch. Kensi waited for Deeks to make his way to the opposite couch and then sat down next to him. Hetty observed very carefully the partners' body language. Her suspicions being confirmed. They were just sitting right next to each other just like they always do, but there is a new spark in their eyes. Something she has seen on Sam and Michelle's eyes but never on the two partners in front of her. "How have you been Mr. Deeks?"

"I've been doing better." Deeks answered not meeting Kensi's eyes that were searching for his, a smile on her face.

"Good. I can see you are walking." Hetty stated before getting right back to business. "So why did you call me here Mr. Deeks? What is so important for me to know?"

Deeks leaned back on the couch and placed a hand on Kensi's knee, she tensed up at his touch at first but she quickly relaxed again and smiled. Deeks smiled at Kensi, finally meeting her eyes and her smile grew bigger.

"Ah, I see." Hetty said, a smile threatening to make its way to her lips. "Since when has this been going on?"

"Since about right after I came home from the hospital." Deeks answered tearing his eyes away from her gorgeous ones.

"Ah."

"Are you mad Hetty?" Kensi asked, Hetty caught on to the worry on her voice.

"No, I'm not mad Kensi, no one should live out their life alone." She answered the young agent. "I have actually been expecting this to happen soon." She confessed, taking Kensi by surprise.

"Uh... really?" Kensi asked.

"Yes, everyone has. There is no denying the connection you and Mr. Deeks share." She stated like it was the most obvious thing ever.

"We promise Hetty, this will not affect our work. We'll be totally professional at NCIS." Deeks said smiling at Kensi again.

"Yeah, totally professional." Kensi repeated after smiling back.

"I know. I wouldn't have let this go on for so long if I thought it would've affected your work." Hetty said finally smiling. The junior agents did the only thing they could do, laugh. "Well, I must get going." Hetty said getting up. Kensi got up too to walk her out. Deeks, guilt hitting him again, automatically detected the wince she tried to hide as she stood up.

"You're going on Friday to the BBQ at Sam's house, right Hetty?" Kensi asked when they reached the door.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world. See you two the day after tomorrow." Hetty said waving goodbye and making her way back to her Jaguar. Kensi closed the door and smiled relieved. She walked over to the couch and sat down next to Deeks again, this time she layed her long legs in Deeks' lap.

"See, that wasn't that bad." He said placing a hand on her leg.

"Yeah, I was just worried over nothing." She said, her hand going up to play with his hair. "You wanna tell me what's on your mind?" She asked after a while seeing the once again far-out look on his face.

"Nothing." He lied not meeting her eyes.

"It's my turn to say bullshit Deeks." She answered, her concentration on her hands in his hair. After a while he didn't answer so she decided to go with her suspicions. "You're still thinking about this, aren't you?" She said lifting her shirt up to reveal her purple bruise.

Deeks nodded and she began to pull her shirt back down when he stopped her. He leaned forward and with the delicacy she's never known him to have, he placed a kiss to her bruise. Tears threatened to spill but she managed to blink them away.

"I'm sorry Kensi. I never thought I would hurt a woman in my life, men that do are bastards and I know I didn't do it on purpose but that doesn't make it alright." He said sincerely. "I won't hurt you again, I promise. I don't want you to ever be scared of me."

"I know you won't hurt me again because I know you're not that kind of man. I'm not scared, Deeks. I've never felt so safe in my life." Kensi confessed cupping his cheek with her left hand and running her thumb on his stubble, her eyes shinning from the unshed tears. "So tonight, try to get some sleep." She said on a lighter tone, which made Deeks smile.

"You do realize I'm going to have another nightmare."

"I know. I guess I'll have to wake you."

"Ok"

"Ok"

Deeks leaned in and captured her lips in his, He was sweet and careful at first but then it turned heated, he started kissing her more hungrily and she gasped. He took that opportunity to deepen the kiss and their tongues wrestled for control. When they pulled back for air Kensi kissed her way to his neck, leaving a trail of kisses along his jawline. Deeks threw his head back leaving more space for Kensi and after a while a groan escaped his throat.

"Kens..." He warned but she kept going. He brought his lips to hers again and the heated struggle continued between their tongues. Kensi let out a moan and Deeks pulled back, their foreheads leaning against each other's. Kensi smiled when she felt his erection under her legs. "Damn it Kensi, you know I can't. Although I want to, I really really really want to." He whined, defeated.

"I can see that." She said her eyes going to look over at him, amusement in her features. "I'm sorry. I know, I shouldn't have done that."

"It's ok." He sighed. "I just want to be able to have you like that already."

"Don't worry, cowboy. You'll be able to in no time." She said winking at him before standing up and making her way to the kitchen swaying her hips more than she probably should. She opened the fridge to see if there was anything she could eat when she heard Deeks walking to his bedroom murmuring something about a cold shower.

"Have fun in your cold shower!" She yelled from the kitchen followed by one of her famous Kensi snorts.

"Evil woman!" She heard Deeks yell back and she laughed even harder.

They were now watching Top Model, Kensi next to him on the couch and her long and toned legs on his lap again. Although the reality show had been long forgotten because they were now remembering old undercover operations.

"I can't wait to go back to work and have you as a partner again. I hate it when Hetty separates us, look how well it turned out the last time." He said taking her beer from her hand taking a sip.

"Hey! You're not supposed to drink." She scolded and grabbed her beer back. "And I can't wait for you to be back at work too partner. I'll be partnerless for a while because Hetty wants me back at OSP after your next doctor's appointment which is next week."

"That sucks. I mean, it's great that you're going back to work, you deserve it but I would feel a lot better to know I was there to watch your six." Deeks confessed grabbing her hand.

"I know, so please get better soon so that I can have you watching my six again." She said squeezing his hand.

"Deal." He answered. "Hey, how come Hetty always sends us as a married couple for undercover? We've done it now like how many times?"

"I can't remember either." Kensi answered laughing. "But at least we're undercover together, we can have each other's back."

"Touché." He nodded, eyes wide.

"Oh my God! You so get jealous when I go under cover as a girlfriend!" Kensi exclaimed placing her feet on the ground, amusement in her face.

"I do NOT!" He whined.

"Yes you do!" She said laughing.

"Oh, look who's talking. Remember what happened with Monica?" He said and Kensi immediately stopped laughing.

"Don't go there Deeks." She warned.

"Oh, c'mon, you were so jealous. You were sending her glares that could've killed her if looks could kill and to be honest she didn't deserve that much."

"You're seriously defending her?!" Kensi exclaimed, her tone a little higher than it had been five seconds ago.

"Yeah! I am! Why were you acting like that?" Deeks yelled back.

Kensi stood up and started to make her way to the bedroom, her eyes sparkling in a dangerous way. Deeks got up and when he made his way into his bedroom, there she was, talking of he watch and her necklace.

"Let me ask you something Deeks. Did you care about her?" She asked when she heard him come into the room, her voice dangerously steady.

"I... I don't know. I don't know how I felt." Deeks tried to lie, knowing full well the truth would only make things worse.

"Did you care about her?!" Kensi asked one more time, this time yelling again.

"Yes! I cared about her ok? I cared past tense. It was an undercover operation; I got caught up in it. Sometimes it's hard to separate your feelings from an operation, but she means nothing to me and you know it so why are you acting so crazy about it?"

"Because I love you! Do you have any idea how I felt? Every time we tried to talk about our 'thing' we didn't go anywhere but we always knew it was there so- " Kensi started but couldn't get herself to finish. She turned and locked herself in the bathroom. Deeks heard the water running and decided to go for a walk to let Kensi cool off.

An hour later Deeks came in through the front door and he saw Kensi pouring some water into a glass by the counter. He wrapped his arms around her from behind; Kensi let out a hum and leaned into him.

"I'm sorry" Deeks whispered in Kensi's ear. "I should've been more understanding, you had every right to be angry with me."

"I'm sorry too." She said turning around to face him; her eyes shinning with unshed tears. "Sometimes its hard when you go undercover not to get caught up in the relationship."

"Yeah, but that won't happen again. I think the only reason I cared about Monica was because I was trying to care for someone as much as I cared for you. I don't know if that makes sense..." He confessed.

Kensi leaned in and kissed him. When they pulled away Deeks cupped her cheek and caressed it with his thumb. With his other hand he brushed a strand of hair that had fallen off her ponytail and brushed it behind her ear.

"So we good?"

"Yeah, we good."

"I love you Kensi." Deeks said pecking her lips again.

"I love you too."

AN: so they told Hetty, a little bit of making out, fighting (because what couple is perfect?) and then fluff at the end! Hope you enjoyed! And remember to feel free to leave in a review. All reviews are welcome.