A/N: Deeks isn't the only detective in the family.


Kensi walks out of the bathroom, making her way down the hall as the admires the collage of photos on the wall. Her favorite being her mother-in-law holding both she and her husband in a death gripping hug at their reception.

She walks past the guest room and comes to stand still when she sees the door slightly ajar. Neither she or Deeks have been inside the room since Roberta started redecorating it a week ago.

Being the curious agent that she is, she walked up to the door, pushing it all the way open. "What the holy hell?" Her grow wide as her eyes land on the furniture in the room and the sign up on the wall. "Mama B, is there something you wanna tell us?"

At the sound of his wife's uneasiness, Deeks walks down the hall, begrudgingly. "What is it, baby? Please don't tell me it's a room full of naked portraits."

Roberta rounds the corner, coming up behind her son. "Aw, it was suppose to be a surprise."

"A surprise for what exactly?" The special agent's curiosity, growing at the minute.

"Oh, Mama, please don't tell me you-you're-"

"For heaven's sake, Martin, of course I'm not!" She pushes him forward into the room.

"Thank, god!"

Kensi rolls her eyes at her husband exaggeration. She walks over to the closet, running her fingers through the myriad of clothes that are already hanging up in the closet. She turns back and locks eyes with her mother-in-law, pursing her lips. "How did you find out?"

"I may have found your receipt on the floor of the office."

"Wha-what do mean find out? Find out what, baby?" He looks at his wife pleadingly.

Closing the distance between them, Kensi reaches for her partner's hands, giving them an extra squeeze. She looks up into his expectant eyes, tears pooling her own. "You're gonna be a daddy, baby."

He tries to find his voice, but if comes out strained. "A-a daddy?"

She cups his jaw, rubbing her thumb soothingly across his stubble. "I'm pregnant."

"Really?"

"Really!" The older blonde shouts.

The brunette huffs a laugh at the outburst, leaning her head forward to rest against his chin. Deeks wraps his arms tightly around her waist, hugging her with all he is.

She yelps in surprise as he lifts her off the ground and spins them around.

Roberta watches the scene play out and then a look of determination crosses her face. She turns around, walking out of the room in search of her other project. "Alright, you two, we have so much to do!"

The mother-to-be's eyes grow wide when she realizes what's going on. "Oh, no."

He sits her down, brow furrowed in confusion. "What?"

"She's gonna start making binders again."

He unexpectedly smiles at her words, leaning forward, he presses his forehead against her's. "Don't even care."