NCIS: LOS ANGELES...

WHAT IF THEY MET BEFORE?

Disclaimer:

NCIS: Los Angeles and characters do not belong to me.

SUMMARY:

What if Kensi and Marty met almost two years before…before NCIS and LAPD joined to solve the Danny Zuna case?

CHAPTER 29: THE REASON BEHIND MEGAN'S NAME...

KENSI & MARTY...

WALKING UP TO CASSIE'S HOUSE...

"Hey, Kens, how did you come up with, Meg's name?" Marty asked, as they got out of the car and headed up the walk to Cassie's house.

"I looked in a baby book..." Kensi told him with a smirk. "I'm sure you did, but was there any certain reason behind her name?" Marty inquired and Kensi stopped half way up the sidewalk and Kensi turned to face him.

"Why are you so curious about how I chose our daughter's name?" Kensi questioned with curiosity and Marty shrugged. "It's just her middle name is kind of unique and I was wondering why you chose it." Marty replied taking her hand.

"I looked through the book and knew I wanted the baby to have a strong name. I already had a name chosen for a boy, but I still had to look at a middle name, as well as a first and middle name for a girl...

Let's go get Meg and I'll tell you the rest on the way home, okay?" Kensi suggested and Marty nodded.

They walked up to the door and Kensi knocked. It was a minute later when Cassie opened the Meg in her arms and crying.

"She woke up with a nightmare." Cassie explained, as Kensi took Meg in her arms.

Once Meg was placed in Kensi's arms, Meg clung to Kensi and Ann the seal.

"It's okay, baby girl, mommy and daddy are here now." Kensi murmured. "Did you find out what her dream was about?" Marty asked.

"She just woke up screaming,

'Mama, Dada!'

That was the only two words I could understand." Cassie explained with a sad look at Meg.

"When did this happen?" Kensi asked looking at Marty, knowing both her and Marty were thinking the same thing.

'Had Meg been sleeping and woken up when the two of them had escaped the explosion?'

"Uh...I'm not sure." Cassie told them.

IN KENSI'S CAR...

For ten minutes, Kensi leaned against the car with Meg in her arms, until Meg finally calmed down enough to be put into her car seat and then the three of them headed for home.

"You think Meg woke up when we were you know where, don't you?" Kensi asked glancing over at Marty. "Yeah, I do. She seems okay now that she knows we're taking her home now." Marty said glancing back at Meg.

"I chose the name Megan, because it means,

"The Strong"

Her middle name Donalda is the feminine version of Donald.

I had the name Donald chosen for a boy after my father, but when I found out there was also a feminine version I knew that had to be a part of her name in memory of my dad." Kensi explained.

"That's cool, what was the other name you had for a boy? You said you had a first and middle name for both." Marty said with a smile.

"Martin, okay? I had Donald Martin chosen for a boy's name." Kensi confessed. "Really...didn't want to forget me, Fern?" Marty teased with a grin and Kensi punched him in the shoulder, before returning her hand to the steering wheel.

"That is not the reason; I just wanted to at least be able to tell our child what your first name was." Kensi told him.

It was not long after that Kensi pulled into the driveway of their house and unstrapped Meg from her car seat, while Marty grabbed their bags and unlocked the door.

INSIDE THE HOUSE...

Before they could step foot in the house Monty met them at the door wagging his tail.

"I'm going to go change and take Monty for a run, because I'm sure he really has to go." Marty said and Kensi nodded, before she headed for the living room and sat down the couch with Meg on her lap.

HALF AN HOUR LATER...

MARTY...

"Kens, I'm home..."

Marty called as he unlocked the door, but received no answer.

"...Kensi, Meg?" Marty asked starting to get worried when he still did not receive an answer he pulled out his gun and began to look around.

THE LIVING ROOM...

When Marty walked into the living room, he lowered his gun and chuckled.

He headed for the bedroom to put his gun with Kensi's and then returned to the living room with a camera in hand...

Kensi was lying on her side on the couch, as Meg lay between the back of the couch and Kens…both of them sound asleep.

Just after Marty snapped the picture, Kensi opened her eyes and looked at him with her eyes still half closed.

"What are you doing?" Kensi asked in a sleepy voice. "Taking a picture of you and Meg, It was just too good to pass up." Marty said as he gestured to Meg asleep beside Kensi.

When Kensi looked at Meg, the little girl was holding onto Ann the seal with a thumb in her mouth snuggled close to her mom.

"I guess we should put her to bed..." Kensi said and moved as careful as possible so she did not wake Meg up.

As Kensi got up to stretch, Marty walked over and gently picked Meg up, who immediately grabbed his shirt with one hand.

Marty looked at Meg, but the little girl just slept on and he smiled at Kensi.

"I guess I'm getting pretty good at this dad thing, huh?" He whispered. "You're a natural. It took me a while to get used to being a mom, but when you met her..." Kensi trailed off as they walked down the hall to Meg's room.

MEG'S ROOM...

Kensi pulled back the blankets and Marty laid Meg down and then pulled the blankets up over Meg.

Marty then gave her kiss on the forehead and then moved so Kensi could give Meg a kiss.

THE LIVING ROOM...

A FEW MINUTES LATER...

"That was a hell of a couple of weeks with that case and I'm just glad it's over." Marty said, coming into the living room with a couple of beers.

Handing Kensi one he sat down beside her.

"So what are we watching tonight?" Kensi asked.

"How about Coyote Ugly and after that maybe we can catch a few shows of America's Next Top model, or one of your other reality shows? Why do you even watch those Reality Shows anyway? It's not like we don't get enough of that at work." Marty said.

"Just something to watch and why would I want to watch Coyote Ugly?" Kensi asked. "Because it's my favorite movie and I haven't seen it in a while." Marty responded.

"Fine, but tomorrow we're watching what I want to watch." Kensi informed him with a grin.

"Really...I know you, you're going to choose Titanic and start crying by the end." Marty shot back as he got up to put Coyote Ugly in the DVD player.

After a minute, he settled back down on the couch and threw his arm over the back of the couch, putting his feet on the coffee table.

Kensi laid her head on his chest and curled her feet under her.

She just sat there listening to the beat of his heart and after a while, she felt Marty's arm over her shoulder, pulling her closer.

It was about twenty minutes into the movie when Marty and Kensi stretched out together on the couch…and fell asleep.

Marty curled an arm around her waist and Kensi's face ended up in the crook of his neck.

They were alive, home with their daughter and safe...