Hello all,

So this is the final chapter. I decided to make it short and simple instead of long and drawn out. I have really enjoyed writing this story and I would like to say Thank You to everyone who read it and followed it to the end. I would also like to say thank you for all of the wonderful reviews that I have received. You guys are awesome!

Be sure to tune in for my next Densi story! I should be posting the first chapter by tomorrow. It's titled "The Devil Went Down to Georgia."It's a whole lot of funny mixed in with some adventure :)

Enjoy!

When Kensi came too the first thing that registered was pain. She hurt everywhere. The second thing she noticed was that she was not alone. She was almost afraid to open her eyes… what if she didn't like what she saw? What if she was lying in the snow dying? What is Siderov had her tide to one of those chairs?

"Kens?" Deeks voice penetrated her thoughts.

Oh-no! She panicked. What if he is tied to the chair next to her? She can't watch him get tortured… she can't.

"Hey," she heard his gentle voice once more. "Kens, wake up sweetie." She could feel his warm hands touching her shoulders. He wouldn't be able to do that if he were tied to a chair now would he? What if they were both dying and this is just how her mind was dealing with the pain of death? Or worse, what if they were both dead and she was now a ghost? Wait…ghosts aren't warm and his hands fell warm. She sighed heavily and still felt a little apprehensive about opening her eyes, but her curiosity was getting the best of her. She cracked one eye open warily and the first thing she saw was Deeks worried face hovering above her.

"She's awake," he shouted to someone over his shoulder. He turned his attention back to her, "Hey there," he said sweetly. "I'm glad to see that you are awake. Do you want to open your other eye for me?"

Kensi shook her head no…doing that would take too much effort. Deeks chuckled softly, and traced her cheekbone with the backs of his fingers, "Okay. You don't have to if you don't want to."

"Miss Blye," Hetty's voice rang out, causing Kensi to wince from the throbbing pain in her head.

Deeks shot Hetty a warning look before disappearing from Kensi's line of vision. She missed him already. Hetty's face now loomed before her, "You gave us quite a scare." Hetty thankfully had lowered the volume some.

"Where's Deeks?" Kensi asked weakly. "Where did he go?"

"I'm right here," he said, gently placing his hand on her shoulder.

"Yes," Hetty said with an unreadable look. "He is always right there."

Kensi forced her right eye open and blinked hard, "How is Michelle?"

"She will be fine," Hetty answered. "She had to get a few stitches in her head and was treated for the beginning stages of hypothermia, as were you I might add, but she will be fine. I can't believe you two girls went traipsing about in a snowstorm wearing nothing but your pajamas. You are lucky they didn't have to amputate anything." Hetty's stern voice was betrayed by the glint of pride in her eyes. "But, with that being said, you did what you needed to do and Siderov was stopped. You four make quite a team."

"How did Siderov find us?" Kensi asked.

"Olga," Hetty said with a disapproving frown.

"Olga?" Kensi gaped. "The Physical Therapist?"

"I told you she was trying to kill me," Deeks whined.

Kensi turned her head so that she could look up at Deeks, "How are you doing? I know that had to be traumatic for you."

"I'm fine," he reassured her with a smile.

"Really?"

"Nothing I can't handle. Knowing that Siderov is gone has made things a lot easier for us all."

Kensi reached out to lay her hand on his, but yelped loudly when searing pain flared up her arm and past her elbow.

"Easy," Deeks said worriedly. "You did a lot of damage to your hand. You need to rest it."

Kensi wasn't going to argue with him on the subject and rested her swollen hand on her belly, "How bad is it?"

"You tore it up pretty bad," Deeks explained. "The doctor said you had some pretty nasty abrasions on the top of your hand that required quite a few stitches. He said it was like you tried to remove the skin like you were removing a glove. Not to mention the severely broken thumb."

"Ouch," she said with a grimace.

"Ouch indeed," Hetty responded. "Now would you mind telling how you aquired such and injury?"

"We were hogtied in the basement. I was just trying to get free."

"You did that to yourself?" Deeks stammered.

"I had to get to you," Kensi's eyes locked with his and for a brief moment everything else seemed to melt away. Until Hetty cleared her throat that is. "And Sam," Kensi added hastily. "I had to get to you AND Sam."

Hetty didn't look convinced. "You are beginning to look tired Miss Blye. I think I will take my leave now."

"Thanks for visiting Hetty," Kensi said with a wave from her good hand.

"Oh of course my dear," she smiled warmly. "Once you are feeling better we can make arrangements to get you kids back home."

"Oh? We aren't leaving today?"

Hetty paused at the door, "Uh… no. Unless you wish to leave today."

"No… a few days recovery would be nice."

Hetty crossed her hands in front of her, "well I don't believe the next transport will be available until…lets say two weeks from now?"

"Two weeks sounds great," Kensi beamed.

"Alright then," Hetty said with a wave over her shoulder. "You kids take care. And don't do anything I wouldn't do!"

Kensi rolled her eyes, "I swear that woman has ESP."

Deeks sat down on the bed next to her and took her good hand in his, "that she does." He brushed a stray lock of hair from her face and let his fingers linger briefly on her skin, "thank you for what you did for me."

Kensi leaned into his touch, "thank you for killing Siderov."

"I had to protect my girl," he said as he leaned in closer to her. His lips hovered just out of reach of hers, "You are my girl aren't you?"

"I'm your girl," Kensi replied without hesitation.

Deeks closed the gap between their lips and the world around them disappeared. Kensi Marie Blye had finally learned to trust someone completely… not only with her mind and body, but with her heart and soul. He was a part of her life now…a part of her, and she knew that no one or nothing would ever be able to change that. She was there to stay and wild horses couldn't drag her away.

The End