The journey to the cover house had been loud, the conversation hadn't lulled once and laughter was a constant companion with them. The radio stayed on a station that blasted out the songs of the top 40 and occasionally one of them would join in the singing. Their hands rarely left each other, Kensi had sat back and was allowing herself to just enjoy being with Deeks as he drove them 'home'. She liked the idea of that. Home. As though reading her mind he gave her hand a gently squeeze before coughing and suddenly sounding unsure of what he was about to say.

"I was thinking, maybe when I get back, we, um, we could look for a place? Together?" They hadn't really been dating very long, but they had been living as though they were together for years.

"I'd like that." Kensi answered, a unusual shyness taking over her body. "I never really left your house anyway." She added with a whisper as a slight blush rose up her cheeks.

"Yeah, about that. My house is a mess isn't it?" She threw her head back as she giggled and didn't try to deny it, or defend herself. Deeks felt like his heart could explode at the sound of her laugh. They drove in a peaceful silence for another few minutes before he noticed that a serious expression had taken over his girlfriends face.

"You okay over there, Fern?" He asked, eyes flickering between the road and the brunette sat beside him.

"I'm fine." His raised eyebrows reminded her that 'fine' wasn't a word they used. "I was just wondering how it's been, you know, undercover, and your nightmares. I didn't want to bring it up though."

"It's been okay. I miss you but I've only really been in one situation that was dangerous, you probably saw more action in the field." He tried to laugh and show that he was telling her the truth, her eyes searched his face, smiling when it was obvious he was telling the truth. She debated for a moment, deciding in the end to pretend she hadn't notice him dodge the question of nightmares. She realised the question would just be thrown back at her anyway so she pushed the conversation on.

"The 'seven ruins' then?"

"Yeah, we are meeting tomorrow to agree on the date and time of the transfer. We are having lunch with the two leaders, a married couple. The file is in the briefcase." He gestured with his head at the leather case that sat at her feet. Deeks reached across, lowering the volume on the radio and concentrating on the road, giving her time to catch up on the case.

They finally pulled up to the grand house, the gate opening for them as the drove inside, allowing the large home to rise in front of them, the house was probably worth more than the both of them would collectively earn in their life times.

"Ready to get started Samantha?"

"Of course, Matt." She reached across giving him a kiss.

They entered the house hand in hand, Deek's carrying the larger of the suitcases, while she grabbed her handbag. The made a show of walking around turning the house lights on, secretly searching for bugs. They couldn't find any, but they knew people could be watching from outside somewhere.

Kensi, now safe in the knowledge that so long as they were in the house, they were safe, grabbed his briefcase, and added the files into the box under the sink. Deeks smiled at the small action, pleased that she knew him so well that he didn't even need to tell her where the rest of the documents where.

"Should we start going over the casefiles?"

"That can wait. I missed you while I was in Italy." she said quietly, starting to undress as she walked away from him. A day before he had been stuck working alone on a munitions deal, now he was back with the love of his life. He tried to get his head around how lucky he had been, before running into the bedroom after her.

When he woke the next morning, Deeks couldn't help but let a small laugh escape when he realised that it hadn't been a dream. He crept out from the bed, placing a small kiss on her head, and climbed into the shower. They still had a few hours to go before they had arranged to meet the leaders of the seven ruins for lunch. When he climbed out of the shower he wasn't surprised to find that Kensi was still fast asleep, she had moved at some point though, managing to take over the entire bed. Closing the bedroom door behind him he found his way to the kitchen, switching on the radio as he got started on breakfast.

Deeks had just had the greatest sleep since he left for the LAPD, and he was in a fantastic mood. Somehow having Kensi beside him seemed to keep him calm, he hadn't asked how her nightmares were going. Not wanting to talk about such things when they had just gotten back together but he made a note to ask how she was getting on, he had noticed she had changed the subject of nightmares as quickly as she brought it up yesterday. The breakfast was finished and he turned to go wake Kensi, jumping when he realised she had been standing in the doorway watching him.

"Like what you see?" He asked, raising his eyebrows suggestively. He hadn't put on his top yet and he could see her staring. She made her way towards him and he closed his eyes leaning in for a kiss. He opened one eye when the kiss never came, finding her laughing, with a mouth full of pancakes. "Tease." He muttered, joining her at the the breakfast bar. Giving him a peck on the cheek she seemed as happy as he did, so he decided against asking her about any nightmares right now.

Deeks mobile rang out, interrupting their moment of perfect domestic bliss.

"Hello."

"Just wanted to make sure we were still up for lunch today?"

"Yeah, my wife landed last night so she is going to join us. I want to meet at the new restaurant that opened on Venice? Samantha has been dying to try it. Still good to meet at two?" Deeks had been told by Kensi that she would be recognised at the Cafe he had dined at the day before, he hoped it wouldn't raise any flags in the Connar's minds.

"Sounds great, I know the new place you mean, see you then Matt."

Kensi had stood, moving closer to lean in and listen to the call. He hung up and spun her round and stole a kiss. He smiled at his small victory, before she pulled him closer, her lips finding his, his body instantly leaning deeper into the kiss.

"I better go shower." she whispered, her lips inches from his.

"Yeah." He breathed back, not moving his hands from her waist. They both felt like they were trapped in a daze. Kensi broke away first, quickly grabbing his hand in hers and pulling him back towards the shower.

An hour later and he stood in the bedroom, trying to chose between two suits. He held up the two towards Kensi. She was drying her hair, she pointed the hairbrush at the light grey suit, mouthing 'no tie' before turning back to the mirror. By the time he was dressed, her hair was finished and she had slipped into a black play-suit, that sat unbelievably high on her legs. She gave a small cough, causing him to realise he had been staring.

"Ready?" she gave a small nod, throwing on her blazer, taking her bag he was now passing to her and following him from the house.

They arrived at the beach front restaurant quickly, and were shown through to the waiting table. The Connar's stood to welcome them, handshakes and pecks on the cheeks as though they were old college friends meeting for lunch, rather than a shady business team making terrible deals.

The majority of the discussion regarding the weapons was taken care of within the first ten minutes. All written down in a rough code and passed back and forth between the couples. With a handshake it was finally agreed upon. They would wait until Friday, that gave them two days. Half the money would be transferred now, the rest the evening of the weapons transfer. Deeks had gotten a notification half way through the main meal, confirming funds had been placed in an offshore account.

Kensi was surprised at how well her and Deeks got on with the couple. They seemed like nice people, laughing as they discussed everything from trash TV, shoes, weapons, the waitresses cute hair and the politics of the middle east.

When the meal was cleared and the couples jokingly fought over who paid, they said their goodbyes. Natalie, the wife of Nick, making Kensi promise that they would do lunch after the meeting. They waved the Connar's off as they found their way back to Deeks car.

"Two days."

She smiled wistfully, knowing he meant two more days of being together.

Two more days before they were going to be torn apart again.