A/N:This is a little more than a drabble. Prompt given to me on Tumblr. Kensi is emotionally hurt after seeing pictures of baby on like Instagram or Facebook ? She just really want that baby and seeing all those pics makes her heart aches.
"Kens, I'm home." Deeks makes his way through the silent house. He looks around, trying to figure out where she could be. He's walking down the hall towards their bedroom when he hears soft whimpers coming from the spare bedroom. "Baby?"
"Baby, what's wrong?"
She's sitting in the rocking chair, pushing back and forth. The sadness in her eyes all too familiar. "What's wrong with me, Deeks?"
He hates seeing her like this, she's always putting so much pressure on herself and wishes he could take it away from her. Kneeling down in front of her, he takes both her hands in his.
"Why can't I give us a child?"
"Didn't we talk about this? You're fine. Everything it going to be okay. We just have to be patient." He's confused at how quickly her mood has changed. I mean he'd just been gone for two hours and she was lazily watching tv, relaxing before he left. "What brought this on?"
Her eyes wander over to the framed wedding photo on the wall, right above where they decided to put the crib. "I liked a few baby photos on Instagram when we first started trying and now every time I go to my suggestions something new pops up and I see all these women that are with their kids whether it be a new born or toddler and I've never wanted something so bad in my life."
"You know what? Today's the 9th, have you started yet?"
She shakes her head. "No."
"Okay, well then why don't you go and take one?"
"I used my last one a few weeks ago."
"Well then it's a good thing that your husband is a smart man." He had noticed that she'd been acting more emotional than she normally would this time of month in the past week or so and so he decided to stop and get some pregnancy tests just in case she wanted multiple ones to make sure.
She can feel the tears start to pool in her eyes once again just thinking about it. "I don't know if I can take another disappointment."
"Just please take it one more time and then we'll stop checking for a few months."
"Okay. But only because I love you."
"Hey, remember no matter what that test says. I'm always with you no matter what."
A sad smile spreads to her face. She knows he's with her. He's always been with her, she has no doubt. "I know."
It's about ten minutes before she returns from the bathroom. The tears in her eyes tells him everything he needs to know. "Oh, baby, I'm sorry." He wraps his arms around her, squeezing all his love into her. "It'll happen for us. One day. It'll happen."
"Marty."
"Kens, no matter what's going on in that beautiful head of yours know that I love you and nothing will change that."
"It already has."
His brows pinches in confusion. It sounds like they're having two different conversations. "What?"
"Remember how you said God would just laugh at us?"
"Ye-yeah."
"Well, I'm pretty sure he's rolling on the floor right now."
"Wait, so-"
Tears are shining bright in her mismatched orbs, but now there's the most contagious grin he thinks he's ever seen, playing at her lips. "Today's our day."
His voice is soft in disbelief, much like the first time she told him that she might be pregnant. "Really?"
"Yeah."
"We're pregnant?"
"We are."
He wraps his arms around her waist, picking her up and spinning them around in circles. "I knew it!"
She places her forehead on his as he stops. Their eyes locked together saying everything with their eyes. "I love you."
"I love you more."
"You know what would be hilarious."
"What?"
"If it were twins."
His eyes go wide in realization. They do both have a couple of sets of twins on their respective sides of the family. But who cares. The love of his life just told him that they created a creature with their love and if he were honest he'd have a whole litter if she were willing. "Or triplets."
She does her best to laugh, but once he's eye level with her belly, her eyes go wide in horror. Looking up to the sky, she sends out a prayer. "Hey, God, Kensi here. But you know that. You know what would be even funnier than me having triplets? How about you send that extra kid to Anna. Callen would make you pee your pants."
"Are you already trying to give away our hypothetical child?"
"No, I just think we need to spread the love."
"Mmmmhmm."
"You wanna pay for tuition for three kids at once?"
Deeks turns his head up, looking towards the sky. "You know, God, she does have a point."
