A/N: Hiatus is going to be the death of me.

Achingly dragging him towards the bushes, Kensi gets far enough to where their attackers can't see them, but she could see them.

She's dizzy and has a pounding headache right now, but she has to be the strong one at the moment because her partner/love of her life is unconscious. Slowly sitting down, she cradles his body, trying to assess any more damage he might have.

"Deeks, stay with me, baby." Running her fingers through his hair, she tries to ease him awake.

Nothing.

She doesn't know what came over her. Maybe its the fact that she really did want kids. Or maybe its the fact that when it does come to kids, their kids, she thinks of a conversation they had awhile back, but it still surprises her all the same. "Think about teaching little Princess Sunshine how to surf on her new board." Smiling, she pictures him and their daughter at the beach, showing her how to stand up when a wave starts to form."You're gonna be the best daddy."

"I thought you hated that name." His hand starts to move towards the pain that's coming from his shoulder.

She lets out a watery laugh as his eyes slowly open, locking with hers. Shaking her head, she leans down and meets his lips with hers. "I do. But we can compromise, right?"

Nodding his head he gives her the biggest smile he can muster in his current state. "Compromise is good."

"Yeah, but I'm gonna need you to stay awake until we can get out of this hell hole and get you guys to the hospital."

"Sam and Callen?"

"Sam's leg is pretty bad and Callen has a Sam sized bruise along the right side of his body."

He uses all the strength he has to bring his hand up, rubbing his thumb back and forth across her cheek. "What about you, Fern? Are you okay?"

She smiles at his concern over her. Here he is with a dislocated shoulder and most likely some internal injuries and he's worried about her. Typical Deeks. She smiles because that's her Deeks and he's here with her and he's alive. "I'm good, if you're good."

He gives her a look like really.

"I'm pretty sure that I have a concussion and a few broken ribs but other than that." She rubs her thumb across his scruffy jaw. "But I'm more worried about you though."

He moves his hand from her face, down her arm to her hand, intertwining their finger and repeats her earlier words. "I'm good, if you're good."

"Kens." Callen speaks from where he and Sam sit.

She looks up thinking that the assailants are coming to make sure they're dead, but to her surprise she sees a familiar car. "Turk."

"What?" Deeks is pretty much out of it now but hears her say something.

"Guys, it's Turk."

Sam and Callen are both surprised but not, all at the same time. He did after all come out of nowhere when their ATVs had died and saved them.

She sees him slowly but hurriedly come towards the bushes. "Hey, come on. Quick!"

Kensi runs her fingers through Deeks' hair. "Babe, do you think you can walk a little bit. Our ride just got here."

Slowly opening his eyes again, he nods. "Yeah, I think so."

He grimaces while Kensi slowly helps him stand. Walking as fast as they can they reach the car.

Right as they start to drive off the smoke clears and the men that just tried to blow them up come into view.

"Drive!" Kensi shouts as she looks out the back window.

He's been out of surgery for a little over two hours when he groggily wakes from his slumber. Looking down at his hand he sees the familiar slender fingers that belong to his girl. His Kensi.

"Hey, sleepy head." She squeezes his hand, pulling his attention away from their hands.

He turns his head, his cerulean blues meeting her beautiful mismatched eyes and gives her a soft smile. "Hey. How long have I been out?"

"Well, you went into surgery around two and it's six now so around four hours." Moving closer up the bed, she leans down, placing a kiss to his forehead. "How are you feeling?"

He winces as he meticulously tries to pull himself further up the bed. "Like I got blown up."

"That's because you did."

He nods, giving her a sad smile. "Wouldn't be the first time."

"No…..no I guess it wouldn't." Her smile fades at the thought and it hits her like a truck. Eyes glistening with tears.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He pulls her closer, making her sit on the edge of the bed.

"I…I thought I was gonna lose you."

"Are you kidding, baby?" He pulls his hand out of her grasp and places it on her cheek, wiping away the tears that fall. "You're never gonna lose me, not if I have any say in it." Looking into her eyes, he sees something else. "But it's not just that, is it?"

She shakes her head.

"The parking garage?"

"Yeah."

"I know," He takes a deep breath and slowly scoots over, patting the bed for her to scoot completely onto the bed. Taking her hand in his, he continues. "I know how you could've taken what I said about us getting married the wrong way. It came out completely wrong."

She stays silent, urging him to continue.

"I want to marry you." His hand leaves hers once again. Cupping her face with his hand, he looks into her eyes, making sure that she knows without a doubt that he means every single word he says. "God do I want to marry you with everything that I am, but I just think we need to figure out our whole job situation and….."

"And what?"

"Earlier. When we were out in the desert. You said….you said that I was gonna be the best daddy?" Then he thinks about what she said and the way she acted in the garage when they were talking about kids. "But before, you didn't seem so sure that you wanted to have kids."

She knows she has to tell him the truth. "Honestly?" Taking a deep breathe, she lets her truth be heard. "I panicked."

"Panicked? Why, would you panic? I wasn't asking to have kids now, Kens. I just wanted to know that that's what you wanted too." He pauses thinking about all the times they've talked about their future offspring and how happy she was. "I thought you did."

Truth. You need to tell him the truth. "I did. I do. It's just that Mosley said something to me right after you were escorted out." Oh, boy this is not gonna go well. He already hates her and now this.

"What? What did she say to you?"

"Deeks."

He doesn't hear her. "Oh, when I see that woman again, I'm gonna rip her a new one."

She tugs on his good arm. "Deeks. Babe."

Realizing that she has more to say, he stop, rage still in his eyes, but as soon as he meets her eyes, he calms. She does that to him.

"I told her that maybe someday I would understand what she was going through. And she told me that she hopes I never do. That's when it hit me. One day we could have a beautiful baby girl and/or boy and something goes wrong and just like that they would be gone. I can't go through that, Deeks. I can't lose our child." She shakes her head at the thought, tears falling from her eyes once again.

Wiping her tears, he pulls her back to the present. "Baby, you do realize that's what every parent goes through when they have a child. They worry."

She nods her head and then a smile creeps up onto her face. "I do. After our fight I had some time to think. Really think about what it would be like and I came to the same conclusion that I always come to when it concerns life altering decisions."

He gives her a hesitant smile, curious as to what sort of conclusion she came to. "What's that?"

"That as long as I have you by my side; that as long as we stick together, we can handle anything, we can face anything. You and me. Kensi and Deeks. Deeks and Kensi. To the end of time and back."

This woman. He thinks to himself. She's everything to him. Why, are they waiting? Why do they keep pushing off the inevitable? Sure they have the whole job thing to figure out, but he knows that they'll be able to compromise one way or another. "Marry me."

He says it so softly, she's not sure she heard him correctly. "What?"

"Marry me."

She wants to marry him. Of course she wants to marry him. She's never been more sure of anything else in her life, but he was right when he said that they had some things to figure out first. "Dee-"

He stops her before she says another word, because he knows what she's gonna say. "I know we have some things to figure out, but I want you. I want you for forever Kensi Marie Blye. That's never gonna change. So marry me? After we've healed. When we get back home."

Leaning forward she presses her lips to his, smiling. "Okay."

His eyes light up as he brings his lips to hers once more. "Okay!" He sounds like a giddy little kid on Christmas morning being told he can open presents.

Pulling back just enough so that she can look him in the eyes. "How does October sound?"

Already picturing her on a warm autumn evening walking towards him in her beautiful white gown, he smiles. "I think October is perfect weather for a beach wedding."

Seeing the complete and utter love he has for her reflected in his eyes, she smiles, hoping he sees the same reflected in hers. "Perfect."

She gets up, never letting go of his hand and sits back in the chair beside his bed. "I love you."

"I love you more." He says challenging her. It's a game they like to play to see who can say they love the other more before one of them gets tired of going back and forth.

Shaking her head, she gives him that smile that's reserved only for him. Game On.

A/N: Here's to hoping that something similar to this happens in the premiere!