For the prompt: Kensi and Deeks tell Hetty they're having their 1st baby.
"You have done very well," Hetty said approvingly, glancing around the Squid and Dagger. She was sipping at her second glass of bourbon, looking perfectly at home on one of the bar stools.
"Thank you, Hetty. That means a lot," Deeks responded. Beside him, Kensi squeezed his shoulder.
"And as happy as I am that you invited me here, I can't help but feel that you had ulterior motives."
"You're right, Hetty," Kensi said, sharing a nervous but happy smile with Deeks who nodded for her to continue. She grabbed his hand, squeezing it tightly. "The reason we asked you here was because we have something for you."
Deeks reached into his pocket and pulled out a slim, black jewelry box. He placed it in front of Hetty with a slightly nervous smile. One eyebrow slowly crept up Hetty's forehead and she frowned.
"I don't recall having had a birthday recently," she commented and Deeks acknowledged that with a chuckle.
"It's not, uh, a birthday present. I think it'll make sense when you open it," he explained. Hetty eased it open slowly, her expression changing to one of delight.
"Oh, how lovely," she said, removing a small silver brooch. It had a flower design composed of small red jewels that glinted gently in the dim lights.
"Turn it over," Kensi prompted, leaning forward in anticipation.
"Aunt Hetty." She read the words slowly, mouthing them a couple times before she glanced up with the beginnings of a grin and reached for Kensi's hand. She squeezed it firmly. "This is wonderful news my dears," she said, patting the top of Deeks' hand as well.
"We think so too," Deeks said, unable stop himself from grinning as he wrapped her arm around Kensi's waist.
"Oh what the hell, come and give me a hug. If any occasion deserves it, this is certainly one of them," Hetty decided, gesturing for them to come around the bar. Hetty hugged them both each of them tightly.
"I hope you don't mind us assuming," Kensi said, gesturing to the brooch.
"Not at all. In fact, I'm delighted. Who better than me to teach the newest generation of Deeks the ways of the world?"
"Ok, I'm going to pretend that thought doesn't completely terrify me," Deeks commented and Kensi lightly smacked his shoulder.
"What Deeks is trying to say is that however our family changes, we want you to be a part of it," she said. Hetty looked down for a moment. If it were anyone else, Deeks might have suspected she was about to cry. She recovered herself quickly and clapped her hands together.
"Well, I think this definitely calls for a drink," she said, gesturing for Deeks to refill her glass. He grinned, pouring her a healthy amount of bourbon. He grabbed a bottle of beer for himself and a sparkling juice for Kensi. "To Kensi and Martin," Hetty intoned grandly, "and your future family."
