"This is so not happening." Kensi complained, letting her head fall against her desk. She groaned and secretly planned on getting back at the guys.

"Hey, Kens!" Sam purposely shouted, laughing at the look of annoyance on her face.

"Sam!" She snapped. "I. Am going. To kill. You."

"It wasn't my idea." He sat at his desk and greeted his partner with a head nod as he entered the bullpen.

"Still griping about last night?" Callen asked.

"Yes." Sam answered for Kensi, who glared at him.

"Yes, I am." Kensi turned to Callen. "And I have every right to after what you guys pulled."

"Who pulled what?" Deeks asked, walking into the bullpen and sitting at his desk.

"I'm about to pull the trigger." She threatened, turning her gun on the desk at him.

"Someone's cranky." He smiled at her.

"Yes, I'm cranky!" She shot up from her seat. "You three ruined my date last night! I can't believe you barged in and very loudly and very rudely declared I was your little sister, Callen. And then you, Sam, playing the role of an ex-boyfriend, I mean really? Oh, and Deeks, my god. I cannot believe you'd stoop so low as to go along with their petty games. I should shoot you for kissing me in front of him like that."

"Oh, come on." Callen tried to reason. "That guys was a loser anyway, Kens. We did you a favor."

"Yeah." Sam chimed in. "If you're going to date a guy that bad, you might as well date Deeks."

"Hey." Deeks pointed at himself. "Still here. And yes, Kensi, we ruined your date, but that guy was going nowhere fast."

"Okay, you have no right to judge." She glared at him. "You can't even hold on to a relationship for more than a month."

"Is this a challenge I smell?" Callen asked with intrigue, standing up from his desk and crossed his arms. "What do you think, Sam?"

"I think you may be right, G." Sam smirked at them.

"Oh no." Kensi waved her index finger. "No, no, no, no, no. I know what you guys are thinking and I am no-."

"Fifty bucks." Sam began.

"Pft. Seventy." Callen countered.

"Eighty."

"Hundred."

Sam and Callen nodded and turned to Kensi and Deeks. "Hundred bucks says you two can't handle a month long relationship."

Deeks let out a loud laugh. "I can do that."

"Let him finish." Callen said.

"With each other." Sam finished his sentence.

Kensi and Deeks shared a long, hard stare.

"No." Kensi spoke up, turning to her colleagues. "No way."

"Why not?" Callen asked, "You'll get a hundred bucks."

"We'll get a hundred bucks." Sam chuckled.

"I'll do it." Deeks finally said.

"You will?" Kensi gaped. "Well, who said I would?"

"All right, how about this?" Sam offered. "The longer you stay together, the more money we'll add."

Kensi glanced at Deeks, considering the options; if she stayed with for a month, she'd get a hundred dollars, which she could use to buy her mother's birthday present. The longer she stayed, the more money…it's not like she needed it, but it would be nice to prove her two smug looking co-workers wrong.

"Okay." She nodded. "I'm in. But…it has to be on my terms." She smirked at Deeks.

Sam and Callen howled with laughter with Callen even slapping his knee. "Oh, that is gold. Good luck, Deeks."

"Why good luck?" Deeks smiled nervously, watching Sam return to his desk. "Guys…why good luck?"


I know this one's short, but it might turn out to be two parts, maybe even three at most (: