Its Christmas time, and we caught a case where the deceased had possible ties to North Korea. Kensi was interviewing the shop owner, while I interviewed the woman outside working for Goodwill, or some company like that. I will say that the woman was not wearing company approved attire, a two piece Mrs. Claus outfit with boots to match, but I could be wrong because she has got a lot of donations. As I was giving my donation, Kensi came walking out of the store.
"Thank you." the woman said.
"It's the least I could do for Christmas because it's a good charity and—Hi how are you? What?" I asked, as Kensi was walking away from the store.
"Happy Holidays." the woman said.
"Really, sweetheart, I'm working and you're perving." Kensi accused me.
"How dare you? I wasn't perving, it's a witness to a crime." I said.
"Oh, what did she witness?" she asked, thinking that I was lying.
"Uh—Not much, actually. Lam was hit by a Christmas-tree truck, which is morosely ironic, unless of course he's Jewish." I said.
Kensi stopped for a moment, my statement about Lam's possible religious beliefs threw her for a quick one, and then she told me what she had found. "Well, the toy shop's security cameras don't record. It's just a deterrent. But did you find any other "clues or stuff," other than what's propping up Mrs. Claus' bikini?" she asked.
"Wow. Nothing else, but I'm sure somebody else did, because three guys came by, gave donations, took selfies. You combine that with all the tour buses going by and—"
"And you ask Eric to scour through social media in case anybody posts anything from that time." she said, finishing my statement.
"Tannenbaum." I said. Kensi gave me a look that read "Shut up, sweetie," but didn't say anything. I explain to her what that word means, but as I do so she has the biggest smile on her face. "Sorry, it's Christmas for 'bingo.'"
"Oh, I got it." she said, and started walking away
"Mrs. Claus taught me that. Speaking of Sexy Mrs. Claus, know who'd look good in that outfit?" I asked, following her.
"Don't say Hetty." she said, stopping quickly and then continued walking.
"Oh, wow, I wasn't gonna say Hetty, but now that you mention it…" I trailed off, specifically remembering a moment from a few months ago when I made a quip about fifty shades of Hetty.
"Deeks." she warned.
"I was talking about you." I said. Kensi looked at me and then I said. "Yeah."
"Why is that men always expect women to dress in lingerie for them, yet it's fine for them to be in a stained T-shirt and ripped underwear?" she asked.
"Totally valid point. Wanna switch. You can rock the stained T-shirt and ripped underwear, and I'll put on the sexy lingerie, a sexy teddy." I said, joking about the whole situation.
I had a big grin on my face as Kensi said. "Not a teddy, but I've always had a thing for a sexy Mr. Claus."
Kensi rarely opens about her fantasies. But its Christmas time, and I'm in a giving mood. "What, are you serious?" I asked.
"Mm." Kensi said.
"Because I can make that happen. Tie you up with a bow, and unwrap you like a present. Oh, girl." I said, the mental images in my head running wild.
N.C.I.S. L.A.
Lam's residence-
Kensi and I were walking up to Lam's residence when I asked. "If you could anything for Christmas, what would it be?" I asked.
"Anything?" Kensi asked.
"Anything." I said.
Kensi inhaled for moment, thought about it, and then said "Baby tiger."
"What? A baby tiger?" I asked.
"They're very cute." she said.
"Yeah, until they grow up to become a full-sized tiger and maul you to death." I said.
"No, I would raise this one form a cub, it would love me. Plus, Josephine Baker had a cheetah." she said.
"Yeah, and Nigeria warlords have hyenas because they're Nigerian warlords." I said, still not believing this conversation.
"Okay, that would actually be pretty badass too. But you know what? I would prefer to have a tiger and I would train it to work with me. That would be so cool. Imagine me busting through this door, spitting lead with my tiger as backup. What? NCIS, bitches. Ha, ha, ha." she said.
The moment Kensi launched into her spiel, I thought to myself. "Freak off, woman," and mental stomped my foot. I drew my gun, and wait for her to pick the lock, but halfway through her spiel I just stared at her like she was crazy for having these thought because having a baby tiger is crazy, not to mention…um…dangerous.
Kensi takes a deep breath and lets it out as she asks. "Ready?" There was a pause, while Kensi realized that she had the wrong idea for the answer. And then she says. "That was a trick question. I was supposed to say world peace, right."
"Good talk." I said.
N.C.I.S. L.A.
Kensi was listening to my conversation with Eric, and it got kind of crazy towards the end.
"What just happened there?" Kensi asked.
"Pretty sure one of the Wonder Twins got into the candy canes and now he's on a sugar rush." I said.
"Ha-ha-ha. Okay. All right. Ahem. What would you want for Christmas if you could have anything?" she asked.
"That's easy. Forgiveness." I said.
"Forgiveness for what?" she asked.
I hesitated a moment, and then say. "For not telling you something I should've told you a long time ago. And I fully recognize this as the bizarre of circumstances and the weirdest timing to have this conversation." I said, looking all around.
"What conversation exactly?" she asked.
At that moment, I pulled out my earwig and turned it off. Kensi followed suit, pulling the earwig out and turning it off as well. "The whole Internal Affairs investigation, I was trying to protect you and trying to protect NCIS because…because John Quinn didn't kill Boyle. I did, and I did it to protect Tiffany."
I know this was a bomb to drop on Kensi, and to her credit she didn't get upset or angry. Instead her response was one that I was not expecting. "I know."
"What do you mean you know? No, you don't." I said.
"I didn't know, but I figured it out." she said.
"Then why didn't you say anything?" I asked.
"I just figured you'd tell me when you were ready to." she said.
There was a moment's pause, before I whisper. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay." she said. There as a moment of silence, and then Kensi said "Just no more secrets."
I couldn't stop myself, I learn over and kiss Kensi on the cheek. "No more secrets." I said.
"You do realize that we're on duty." Kensi said.
"And I don't give a crap." I said, with a watery smile.
N.C.I.S. L.A.
A few hours later, the team went to some outdoor festival to make a meet. And it went down as you could expect. Funny part was that even the guy who was dressed as Santa who got in on the action. As Santa was putting the man in cuffs, everybody sees him remove his beard, and to reveal that it was none other than me under that disguise.
"I bet you did not see that coming did?" I asked.
As the Axillary agent was coming to take the suspect off my hands, I said. "Merry Christmas. You got him? Ho, ho, ho, ho! Oh! Boys and girls, somebody's been very naught. Cuffs." I said, as I walked over to secure the last suspect. Kensi threw me a pair of handcuffs so I can properly secure the man. "That's why you got be good, huh? Who's been nice this year? I wanna see a show of hands. You gotta brush your teeth and do your homework. Speaking of which did, did you brush your teeth? That smell a lot like salmon. That's disgusting. Ho, ho, ho. Be good kids." I said, as Kensi and I escorted the suspect away.
N.C.I.S. L.A.
About a month later, Kensi and I were at a hospital checking up on a marine that had suffered from a bout radiation exposure while moonlighting as a security guard at a decommissioned nuclear power plant. The marine's wife was there, and she had just given birth to their son earlier that day. The attending doctor was stepping out of the marine's room and said. "Jamie, you can come in now."
Jamie stopped for a moment, and then looked at up us and asked. "Will you hold him please?" Kensi and I were surprised at first. Being asked to hold a new born baby that we had no relationship to was a big deal, and Kensi wanted to refuse. "Please?" Jamie pleaded with us.
"Yeah. I guess so." Kensi said stepping forward to take the baby from Jamie.
"Just make sure to support his head." Jamie said, as she passed her son off to Kensi.
"Okay." Kensi said.
Jamie shushed her son, who was started to wake up.
"He's so beautiful." Kensi said, taking a good look at the child.
"Thank you." Jamie said.
"You are. It's okay." Kensi said, whispering to the crying boy.
This woman does not like interacting with children, but she's handling this baby like a champ. I thought, smirking. I looked the in the room, and then at Kensi and softly asked. "Want me to call a nurse?"
Kensi shook her head, still shushing the baby. And then I watch Kensi do the same dance I've done a thousand times, which caused the baby to settle down for a while.
"Wow look at you. Where'd you learn that?" I asked.
"I had to babysit in middle school." she said.
"What? At Camp Lejeune?" I asked.
"Yeah. I needed to make own money to buy money to buy ammo from the PX." she said.
"He could grow up without a dad." I said, after I looked into the room.
"Yeah, but his dad's a hero." she said.
I looked into the room, just for a moment, and then the baby started to cry in earnest. I looked back just Kensi askes "Do you know any lullabies?"
"Me? Yeah, no, no. No lullabies." I said.
"You were a father year's ago." she said.
"Those song are in Scottish." I said, dusting my Scottish accent off.
"I'm sure "Twinkle, Twinkle little star" is okay. Everybody knows that one." Kensi said.
I take a breath, and rack my brains for the words of the song.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star
How I wonder what you are
Up above the world the world so high
Like a diamond in the sky
Kens joined in for the last two lines, and then she says. "Keep going. It's working."
I cozy up next to Kensi, wrapping my arm around her waist, and Kensi stops for a moment. Kensi feels something flowing through her, and then she remembers Nell's words about a connection so strong that even the mortal can feel it. Kensi stopped, and looked up at me. I looked back at her, and for that moment we weren't Martin Deeks and Kensi Blye. We were Ashono and Kenzie MacLeod. Kenzie smiled, and we kissed.
We came back to reality, and I kissed Kensi one more time before I continued singing the lullaby. When Jamie came out and took her son from us, we were approached by one of the nurses; who said. "One day, you're going to have a beautiful, and lovely family."
We had no idea what she was talking about, but she showed us a picture of Kensi holding the baby and us kissing. The two of us teared up at the picture, and for the some reason Kensi asked. "Can you send me a copy of the picture?"
The nurse was happy to oblige. Kensi gave the nurse her number, and then we heard Kensi's phone dinged. Kensi showed me the picture, and then we went home for the night.
A/N: Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, and a have a Happy New Year.
