I am so insanely blown away with the response to that 'track'. Not to be cliché or whatnot, but wow. Thank you all for saying all of those wonderful things. I can't even. I just want to come and talk to all of you and tell you how much your nice words mean to me. This is amazing. Amazing.

I wasn't going to do this. And I didn't think I'd get to do another one this weekend, but…

So much for oneshots- here's the continuation of 'Track 13'

Bonus Track #1 – Track #14 (Wonderland)

"I'd like you to meet Marty Deeks. Deeks, this is Junior Agent Emma Wold," Kensi said, smiling.

"Marty, it's nice to meet you. I'm glad you're alive, sir."

He laughed. "Thanks, I'm glad I'm alive too," he said, squeezing Kensi's hand just a little tighter. "But none of that sir business. I'm 36, not 50."

Emma laughed. "Sorry. Just, you're really important to her. I wanted to make sure I addressed you with the same respect that she does."

Kensi bowed her head, feeling her cheeks deepen in a blush.

"Respect? No no no… I don't think we're talking about the same Kensi." Deeks joked.

"Go easy on her Deeks, she thought you were dead," Sam scowled. Deeks stuck his finger in the air. He chuckled, and guided Kensi's chin up with his finger and pulled her face up to meet his in a kiss.

"Hey, you two, not in the office," Callen scolds, pointing at them.

He pulls away from her to argue. "I thought we were going easy on her because everyone thought I was dead."

Hetty walked in and interrupted.

"Mr. Deeks, Ms. Blye, Ms. Wold, my office please."

The three followed Hetty into her office, and Deeks lead Kensi with their interlocked hands.

The past few days had been utter bliss. Like, perfection. They were still feeling it on the Tuesday morning in OPS. Of course, after a late night run to turn in paperwork on Saturday, they'd taken off Monday to continue their eloping.

So of course when they came in today, the PDA vibes were strong.

When they'd been together before, this hadn't been part of them at the office. They kept it clean, professional. But now, she was having a lot of trouble keeping her lips off of him.

"Mr. Deeks, I'll start off by letting you know that all of your paperwork has been sent to LAPD, and I'm just waiting for their sign off, and you're ours."

He smiled. "Thank you Hetty."

"Now, Ms. Blye, we'll spare Ms. Wold from hearing this conversation, but if you expect to have him back as your partner, you'll have to learn how to keep your hands off of him. If you can keep your partnership and relationship balanced, I see no problem assigning him right back to this team," Hetty said, causing Kensi more embarrassment.

It's not like their magic world of happiness could last forever.

Or maybe it could.

"Now, if Deeks is rejoining the team, that leaves us with a slight problem," Hetty proclaimed, turning to look at Emma.

Oh no, Kensi thought. She and Emma hadn't been the best of partners, but she didn't want to see the girl get fired. It was of no fault on Emma's part. Was this some cruel punishment?

"Considering the ring is still on Ms. Blye's finger, I take it there will be a wedding in the near future, and who will be Ms. Jones' partner in the field while they're on their honeymoon?"

Emma smiled, and Kensi felt herself relax into Deeks' chest.

"And, I also imagine it won't be too long before a maternity leave will require a fill in, and until then, I'd like you to work with Ms. Jones and Mr. Beale up in OPS. I do understand correctly that you prefer the more technical side of working cases, correct?"

Emma nodded, "I do, mam."

"Excellent. So are we all settled here, agents? I haven't made any false assumptions?"

The three looked at one another. "Nope, I think you got it just right," Kensi said.

That night, the team got together for celebratory drinks. There were a lot of things to be celebrated. Deeks was alive, he and Kensi were getting married, Emma didn't get fired, and the list went on and on…

With love 'in the air' or so to speak, it seemed appropriate for Joelle and Michelle to join them. They encouraged Emma to bring along her boyfriend Matt, whom Kensi hadn't honestly heard too much about. Emma never really wanted to rub that wound during their short lived partnership.

They all introduced themselves, and sat down at a table in the corner. On a Tuesday night, the place wasn't too busy.

After a few drinks, Kensi felt herself lean more and more into Deeks' chest. He'd stayed mostly sober, stopping after just one beer. He decided he'd probably want to remember this night.

Good choice. Sam and Michelle went home pretty early, it was a school night and they didn't want to keep their sitter up too late. Callen and Joelle followed suit, Joelle being a kindergarten teacher after all. Nell and Eric stuck around for quite a while longer, but ultimately, they too headed out.

"Well, we should probably go," Emma said, "but I want something fruity first."

"I'll grab it," Matt said. He smiled and got up to go order.

Kensi was buzzed, but not drunk by any means. "Yeah, we should probably head out soon too. I'm going to run to the restroom." She stood and slipped past him, letting her back graze his chest. He laughed, knowing full well what she was doing, and grinned.

He took a second to try to erase those dirty thoughts from his head and looked up to say something to Emma.

"Gotta say Wold, I'm impressed. You're pretty put together for a 20 year old."

She rolled her eyes. "Please, don't kid yourself. I'm practically 30."

"Still, I had no clue what I was doing with myself when I was 30."

"I think part of it depends on who you've got by your side."

He broke eye contact with her, thinking to himself. Very, very true. Look at where he was, all because of Kensi?

"Oh," she added, "I just wanted to say something to you about Kensi. I meant what I said before. There weren't a lot occasions in which she wanted to talk about you. But when she did, and there were days in which she did, I can't, I can't even explain it. You could just hear it in her voice, the love, the admiration." She paused. "I know you don't need me to tell you this, but she really had a hard time. She just kept loving you."

"Thank you for telling me, Emma. I'll be proud to call you my partner one day, when that day comes. Thank you for watching her back for me. "

"It was my pleasure."