Based off this prompt sent in by anonymous: Could you write a Drabble where Monty detect Kensi's pregnancy before she even knows it. Like he lays his head on her belly a lot and...
Kensi let out a loud squeal as Deeks tackled her onto the couch. His arms wrapped tightly around her waist, holding her in place. Kensi resisted half-heartedly, but his arms were firm, his strong muscles encasing her.
"I win," Deeks said happily, kissing just beneath her ear.
"Oh hell no," she said, her competitive streak coming out to play. "I've haven't surrendered."
"Really. Well, then I think a little tickling is in order." The amusement in Deeks' was purely evil and Kensi twisted just enough to see his face. He grinned down at her, breathing a little more heavily than normal.
"No."
"Oh yes," Deeks said gleefully, ignoring her warning look. He freed an arm and reached for her ribs.
"No, Deeks. I'll pee my pants. I'm serious!" she shouted, laughing despite herself as he eased one hand free and started tickling her ribs.
"Yeah, like that's ever worked before. You always-" A high pitched whine interrupted Deeks and Kensi heard Monty's nails clicking on the floor as he scampered into the room.
A few seconds later he was at the edge of the couch whining persistently.
"Hey buddy, what's wrong?" Deeks asked, loosening his hold on Kensi. He sat up and reached down to pet his head. Monty made another plaintive sound and then jumped up on the couch, curling up next to Kensi, his tail lightly thumping her arm.
They both stared down at him for a moment and Kensi gently rubbed between his ears.
"Maybe he got lonely," Kensi suggested with a shrug as Monty laid his head against her stomach.
"I guess. Weird." Deeks stared for a moment more and then shrugged again, sitting on the other side of Monty. He was mildly concerned about Monty, but figured it was probably the eccentricities of old age. Whatever the reason, the playful moment was gone.
Monty stayed close to Kensi for the rest of the day. Every time Deeks came near her, Monty moved a little closer. It wasn't precisely aggressive, but it was clear he was trying to protect Kensi in some way.
"Ok, this is getting ridiculous," Kensi said as she tried to get up and Monty let out a whine, putting a paw on her leg. "Monty, I have to pee and you know the rules: you don't sleep on my side of the bed and you don't follow me into the bathroom."
"Let your mama go to the bathroom," Deeks said, scooping Monty up and settling him onto his own lap. Kensi was halfway to the bathroom when she froze, her back stiffening.
"Oh my god," she whispered.
"What?" Deeks asked, now beginning to truly worry.
"Nothing." She scurried off to the bathroom without another word. Glancing at Monty, who was now moping on his lap, he shook his head.
"Is there a full moon or something that I didn't hear about?" Monty just made a surprisingly sigh-like noise.
Kensi finally returned about five minutes later, looking vaguely stunned. Monty jumped of the couch and ran to her, slowly circling around her legs.
"Kens, is everything ok?"
"I think I know why Monty's been so clingy today," she said, holding out a trembling hand. Deeks took the white stick hesitantly.
"Is this-is the for real?" he asked, his eyes lasering in on the two very dark blue lines on the pregnancy test.
"Yeah," Kensi said, "we're pregnant, Deeks." Her voice broke then and she pressed a hand over her mouth as Deeks pulled her against him.
"What made you think to check?"
"Monty. When you called me his mom and with how weird he's been acting, something just clicked," she explained as Monty huffed against her leg, emitting a happy noise.
"Huh, good boy," Deeks said, crouching down to ruffle his fur. "Now we can add baby sniffer to your list of titles."
"Ew, no."
"Baby whisperer?"
"That doesn't make any sense," Kensi said, then held up a hand before he could suggest anything else. "I just found out I'm pregnant, why are we arguing about nicknames for Monty?"
Grinning, Deeks leaned in to kiss her, lifting her up into his arms. Before they could get too serious, Monty gave Deeks' legs a firm nudge, making a noise that was clearly disapproving.
"Ok, that's going to get old fast," Kensi said with a sigh.
Thanks for the prompt anon! Hope this is something like what you were thinking of.
