Double Take

By BH72

Disclaimer: I only own the original characters. Shane Brennan and CBS has the pleasure of owning all NCIS Los Angeles Characters.

This is a Densi chapter.

Timeline for ch36 and 37: Kensi is about 33 weeks pregnant now, with Nell not far behind. Remember how the doctor in D.C., told Callen it would be five months before he could return to the field.

Chapter 37

Sam, Callen and Kensi rushed into the Mission and straight up to OPS. The three agents filed in through the sliding doors.

"What have you found out?" Callen greeted a frantic Eric and Nell, who were busy typing away on their computers.

Eric looked up and gave them a frustrated look. "We're trying the fastest we can go."

Nell remained focused on her monitor. She continued typing and then she flipped photos onto the screen. She took in a deep breath in and began filling in the rest of the team, on what she had just found. "I placed Amanda Singer's photo through the face recognition program and this is what I found." She brought to the front two photos of Amanda Singer. "She's been using an alias." Nell began. "Her real name is Masha Sidorov. She's Isaak Sidorov's niece."

Callen's body tensed as he realised his old friend Jake, had been played. This changed everything. It was now very personal, to all of them. "How long had they been dating?" He needed to know how long Isaak had been planning this attack.

"From what I can find, about nine months." Nell replied. She looked over at Callen worried. She knew what that look meant. He was ready to kill someone. It scared her, because it was from anger and revenge, not from protecting. Well it was also for protecting, but the anger that raged through Callen's body was not one to be reckoned with. It wasn't like she was scared of him, because she wasn't. He made her feel safe. She was scared for him and for the rest of their team. She rubbed her bulging belly, hoping to calm down their baby, who had suddenly felt her own tension.

When she looked over at Sam, his facial expression was no better. With all he had been through, worrying about Michelle and being electrocuted by Isaak Sidorov, because Janvier had betrayed them, had taken a huge toll on the former navy SEAL.

Kensi wasn't much better, as she was worried out of her mind about Deeks. What a contrast from that morning's banter. Deeks had pushed her away after his ordeal. She had tried to be there for him, but he had told her, that he was fed up being treated like a joke by her and the rest of the team. After him surprising her with that amazing kiss, the next time she saw him, he rejected her. She tried her hardest, but in the end, the whole situation had placed a rift between them, that seemed like it would never heal. Until Kevin, she realised. He was there for her when she needed him the most. And when Callen, Sam and Deeks barged into the house to rescue her from Kevin, he had shown a side of him that had her looking at him in a totally different light. Callen was right again, Kensi noted. He really was one of the good guys. A truly loyal friend, the best partner she had ever had and more. Much more! Deeks had provided her comfort and support, when she needed it most. He made her laugh, and gave everything he had, for her, even knowing she was carrying Kevin's child. When she had told him her plans for her baby to be adopted, although at first he was shocked, he supported her in her decisions. Now that Issak Sidorov was back, she did not want to lose him, now that she had him back. But she knew this would be difficult on him.

Kensi was pulled from her thoughts, when Deeks and Rogers entered OPS. He was quiet, she noted and looked paler than he did that morning. She looked over at Rogers, who gave nothing away of what had happened earlier. She breathed out slowly, trying to rein her emotions in. Pain rippled through her abdomen. She clutched her belly and hunched over. Deeks noticed immediately and rushed over to her.

"Call 911. She needs to get to the hospital immediately." Deeks called out to Eric. The rest of the team turned and watched Kensi roll over in pain.

Callen moved over to her, with great concern. "Kenz! What's wrong?" He asked, but deep down, his gut told him what was happening. She was going into labor at thirty-three weeks.

Tears flowed down Kensi's face as she tried to get a grip on what was happening. She wasn't ready for this moment yet. She still had another seven weeks before her due date. She knew that babies could survive if born early, but the longer the baby stayed inside its mother, the better. But she shouldn't have been surprised. The day was far from normal, with all she had witnessed and experienced. Now there was the concern for her partner, who she had more than just friendly feelings for.

"Ambulance will meet us at the meeting place around the corner, in five minutes. You need to move her now." Eric told them.

Deeks picked her up and walked out of OPS, with Callen on his heels. Deeks held her close and moved swiftly as Callen followed, grabbing his keys from his desk.

Due to their secret location, they had a prearranged address, not far from the mission, to meet an ambulance, should anything arise. It was rare for them to need an ambulance so close to the mission, as their agents usually were out at another location, when they were called. Callen carefully drove Kensi and Deeks (who sat in the back seat with Kensi) to the appointed address.

The three occupants remained silent, all feeling guilty for what Kensi was going through. Callen, because he had asked Kensi to speak with the girlfriend, and was caught up in their car chase, to escape Sidorov's men. Deeks, because he knew that Kensi worried about him, once they heard they were being chased by Sidorov's men. And Kensi, because she thought it was because she couldn't love this baby.

Callen carefully pulled over and opened the car door and helped Deeks pull Kensi out of his car. She tried hard to hide her pain, but labour pains she couldn't mask.

Two paramedics ran over with the stretcher, ready to take her to the hospital. "She's thirty-three weeks pregnant. The pain started ten minutes ago." Deeks told them.

"Has anything happened today or recently to cause this to happen?" One of them asked.

"Yes." Callen added. "She witnessed an explosion and was in a car being chased earlier today." He was brief on the information he gave out, as their work was classified. Hell, they were classified.

"That would explain the stress she's been under. We'll take her to Cedar-Sinai Medical Centre. You can meet her there." The paramedic replied.

"I'm coming too." Deeks piped in. There was no way he was letting Kensi out of his sight.

Callen nodded. I'll arrange for someone to bring your car to the hospital. I will come when I can."

Deeks nodded at his team leader. He knew Callen wished he could go too, as he felt responsible for Kensi, like a big brother would.

Callen stood by his car, as he watched the ambulance drive off, taking two members of his team. A tear escaped his eyes, which he blinked away. He felt responsible for all that Kevin had done to Kensi, and what she was going through right then. Then he thought of Nell. What if the same thing happened to Nell. He shivered at the thought. Fear rippled through him. He climbed back into his car and drove back to the mission, with one purpose in mind; to hug Nell. Perhaps I should become a praying man, he thought. Twice that day, he had wished he had some relationship with God to pray to Him. The fact that his life had been vacant from any faith, left him feeling lost. He had no idea how to pray. In fact, he had no idea about God at all. But he saw how Nell had prayed before dinner, and the comfort it gave her. He needed Nell to show him, he realised. Life was throwing more at him and his team, than it ever had before.

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The ambulance pulled up outside the emergency doors to the medical centre. Nurses and a doctor came out to meet them.

"What do we have here?" The doctor asked. She saw the woman curled up in pain.

"She's thirty-three weeks pregnant, and started suffering from severe pain from stress that she's endured today." The paramedic told her.

"Okay, thank you." The doctor turned to the woman. "I am Dr West. Are you able to tell me your name?"

Kensi nodded. "Kensi Blye." She answered, as her voice wavered. She tried hard to not to cry, but between the pain and knowing what was happening to her body, it was hard not too.

"Is it alright if I call you Kensi?" Dr West asked her. Her voice was gentle, which Deeks was pleased about, as Kensi needed all the support she could get.

"Yes." Kensi whispered. Her mouth had gone dry and her voice was hard to keep under control. Why was it, she had no problems dealing with bad guys every day, but when something like this happens, she was a mess? Kensi couldn't understand herself sometimes. She blamed it on the hormones.

"We'll have a quick look before sending you off for an ultrasound." Dr West advised her. They moved her into a curtain off section of emergency. There was a lot of noise going on around them. On the other side of the emergency, Kensi could hear a drunk shout out threats.

"I'm gonna kill you." He told the police officers who were held up with him in a private room adjoining the curtained off cubicles. "I'm gonna kill you all."

This was the last thing Kensi needed. She had been rushed to hospital for help, and now she found herself in the vicinity of a drunk, threatening them all. She looked up at Deeks and saw his worried face. He tried to give her a small smile, but failed miserably. She took comfort in the fact that if this drunk did escape the two police officers, she had Deeks to protect her at least.

Dr West stood up again after she had finished inspecting Kensi. A heartbeat monitor was strapped across Kensi's belly. "You haven't started dilating yet. This is good." She tried to reassure Kensi. "We are going to give you something to stop the contractions, before sending you off for an ultrasound."

Kensi nodded, slightly relieved. Deeks remained by her side, which gave her some comfort. He really would make a great husband and father, one day, Kensi noted.

A nurse walked into her cubicle with a wheelchair. Deeks carefully helped her move into the wheelchair, before following the nurse to the lift. The lift went up one floor, before they exited and walked down a long corridor. On the right was the door signed for ultrasound. The nurse pushed it opened and were greeted by a greying man in his fifties, who smiled at them.

"Hello, Miss Blye. My name is Greg King. Let's have a look at this baby of yours." Deeks helped Kensi out of the wheelchair and up onto the bed. "I'm sorry the gel will feel cold, my gel warmer isn't working."

Kensi tensed as she felt the cold gel be placed on her protruding belly. All through her pregnancy, she had felt awkward about her belly. But Deeks had managed to make her feel beautiful, by the warmth he showed her. Marty, as she found herself thinking of him more of these days, would wrapped his arms around her, or lovingly rub her belly. He had made her laugh from tickling her with his rough beard, when he had kissed her belly, on a few occasions. The further she went along in her pregnancy, the more at home Marty felt caressing her protruding belly.

As she watched the monitor, she could see her baby move about inside of her. A 4D image of her baby, made her gasp. To see it like that, made the life inside of her very real.

"Ah huh!" Greg King said. "It looks like you have some placenta broken away, which may be the reason for the pain you've found yourself in."

Kensi and Deeks watched Greg King take snap shots of different angles of the baby and the placenta. Suddenly Kensi felt a huge kick inside of her. "Ouch!"

"Feisty one, this one." Greg laughed. "Do you know the sex of your baby yet, Miss Blye?"

Kensi looked over at Deeks as she shook her head. She had decided she had no reason to know the sex. After all, she had no intention of keeping the baby. She saw sadness in his eyes. But he quickly brightened up, when he saw her looking at him, and gently squeezed her hand.

"Would you like to?" Greg asked her out of the blue. She hadn't expected the question. She blushed, unsure what to say. She tried hard not to make eye contact with Deeks. Her heart pounded hard inside her chest. She had tried so hard to block out the fact she was pregnant, for as long as she could.

"No, thanks." She whispered to him. "It would ruin the surprise." She added, as she found her voice again. Her grip on Deeks' hand had tightened for a brief moment, as she was torn over the sonographer's question.

She relaxed again, as the tension left her body.

"I'll be back in a moment." Greg told them. "I just need to speak with Dr West."

Kensi nodded. The room became quiet, as she and Deeks were left alone in the room. She really appreciated how much Marty was doing for her. She finally asked him what had been on his mind before she rolled over in pain. "Are you okay, Marty?"

Marty Deeks' head sprung up at the unexpected question from his partner. "Don't worry about me, Fern. How are you?" He knew she why she had asked the question. He tried hard to avoid giving her an answer.

"Deeks, please!" Se pleaded with him.

"Look, Kensi. The day has done enough damage here already. You have yourself and this baby to think about as your number one priority."

"You mean the world to me, Marty. I have every right to worry about you. Are you okay?" She asked him again. Her eyes were filled with worry and her forehead frowned.

"I will be if you are, Fern." He leant over and kissed her firmly on her lips. He held her face there as he lingered close to her. The last time he had kissed her like that, all hell had broken loose for the team. It had taken him this long for him to have the courage to do it again. Afraid that by kissing her like that again, would jinx them, again. "I love you, Fern. I always have. You don't need to worry about me. I have you, don't I?" He studied her eyes, to read how she was feeling.

"Marty!" Her voice choked with emotion. "I'm sorry I failed you last time. I will do everything in my power to keep you safe from Sidorov. You are my world. And I love you too." There! She had finally said it. Told him, she loved him.

Marty brushed his lips on hers more softly this time. He caressed his thumb on her soft cheek, wiping her tears away. "You said it!" A smile formed on his lips and spread to his eyes. They sparkled, like they had that morning. And for the first time since Sidorov had nearly killed Deeks and Sam, Kensi felt they were going to be okay.

Greg King reentered the room with Dr West. Dr West looked at the images on the monitor and nodded her head. She turned and looked over at Kensi. "Looks like we've managed to stop the contractions. The fact that some of the placenta has broken away, suggests that this is the reason for the sudden pain. You'll have to remain in hospital for a few days, to monitor you and your baby. But if or when I do release you, you will be on complete bed rest for the rest of your pregnancy. Do you understand this, Kensi?" She asked her.

"Yes, I do, Dr West." She relaxed again, now that she knew that the baby wasn't going to come out just yet.

"Other than the placenta, we cannot see anything else to have caused your sudden push into labor. Now it was mentioned you were in a car chase earlier today?" Dr West studied the Kensi, as she waited for an answer.

"Police business." Deeks piped in. "Kensi was never meant to be in any danger, just to question a relative of a victim." He kept it simple, but to the truth.

The doctor nodded her head. "No more work for you, Kensi, until this baby arrives in, we hope seven weeks time, and not any earlier."

Kensi nodded. But felt like the last seven weeks of her pregnancy were going to drag on. She needed something to keep her mind busy, or she was going to go crazy.

Kensi was taken up onto the fourth floor, into a private room, compliments of their job. Hetty met them as Deeks wheeled her inside the room and helped her up onto the bed. "What's the prognosis, Miss Blye? You gave us all a fright earlier."

"Bed rest for the rest of the pregnancy." Deeks spoke for her.

"I see. Well it would be a good idea if I ask Miss Jones to come over with something to occupy you with, seeing you are already up to date with your paperwork." Hetty mentioned as she patted Kensi gently on her arm. "I am pleased you and the baby are both fine." Hetty turned to the Detective. "Mr Deeks. You may stay with Miss Blye, while she is in hospital, as her protective detail. After this morning's events, it might be good for all three of you if you do. We cannot have Miss Blye worry about you any further, nor risk any more of Sidorov's people in finding you. We can ask for Harris to return to the team to partner off with Rogers again.

"Thanks, Hetty." Deeks and Kensi thanked their boss.

Hetty left the junior members of her field team alone for some well deserved rest. She smiled at watching them together. She was pleased she had granted Deeks the permission over a year ago to do something about his 'sunshine and gunpowder.' She was disappointed it had taken them this long to find their way again. She hoped the next seven weeks would be uneventful and that they finally end Isaak Sidorov, once and for good.

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