There's a knock on the front door, drawing him away from his Golden Girls marathon. He's not expecting anyone. Especially at this hour. Once he reaches the front door and takes a peak through the side window, he's a bit taken back by who's standing there. "What the hell?"

Opening the door as fast as he can, he grabs her arm and pulls her inside. "Why are you crying?"

Tears are streaming down her face. Just the thought of what she just found out is taring her up inside. Good thing she had all those screwdrivers to numb the pain. "'Cause I foun' out you're engaged. I love you and I thought you should know that before you get married. Because you're engaged and I-I…" She can't continue as soft sobs begin to pour from her.

He can't help but roll his eyes. He thought she was seriously hurt or dying or something. "Kens, look at your left hand."

The tears momentarily stop as her gaze turns from his baby blues to her hand, but there's nothing there. Brow furrowed, she looks back up at him. Confusion written all over her face.

"Your other hand, Sunshine."

Realizing she's looking at her right, she lifts up her left. Her expression changing from confusion to shock. "I'm engaged?"

"That you are."

She quickly looks back up at him, slowly piecing things together. "You're engaged."

"Yeah."

"And I'm engaged."

"Uh-huh."

The frown on her face turns into a smile but the tears don't stop. "So we're….I mean you and I are…."

The straight face he's been trying to keep finally cracks into a smile. God I love this woman. "Baby, why are you still crying?"

She wraps her arms around his waist, resting her chin on his chest and locks eyes with the love of her life. "Because we're getting married and I love you and because I thought you loved someone else but you don't."

He shakes his head, smiling as he wipes away her tears. "No, I don't."

"You love me."

He nods and stares at her, confusion and worry written all over his face when he realizes something. "Baby, how did you get here? You didn't drive, did you?" He looks out at the driveway for any sign of her Audi.

"No, I had Mandy drop me off because I really needed to tell you how I was feeling after she mentioned that you were getting married." Her eyes light up as if she just remembered something. "But you're not getting married to some blonde bimbo like I thought. You're getting married to ME!"

Apparently drunk Kensi has the attention span of a dog because before he can assure her. "I better get home. I really want to sleep in my own bed. Can you call me an Uber?"

Okay, how drunk is she? "Uh, Kens."

Looking around, she takes in her surroundings, admiring Deeks' beautiful house. "What?"

"Pretty sure Uber doesn't have a service that takes a person from their living room to their bedroom."

Looking back at the shaggy surfer, she tilts her head like a confused puppy. "Wait. Are you saying that I live here?" She takes in her surroundings once again, wondering how she missed the framed photo of the two of them standing in front of the house they're in now, sharing a kiss while Deeks holds out a key. "We live together?"

Wow she is really hammered. "For 3 years now." Before he knows what's happening, she has her arms wrapped around his neck in a death gripping hug.

"This is like the best night of my entire life."

Then without notice he feels her body go limp. Did she really just? His question is answered when soft snort snores play against his ear.

Oh so carefully, he places his arm under her knees, picking her up bridal style. As he walks them towards their bedroom, he places a soft kiss to her forehead. "Sweet dreams, my love."

Once he sits her down on the bed, he removes her boots and socks. Then working his way up, he unbutton her jeans, pulling them off of her olive tone legs. Not to his surprise though she's still somehow sitting up with her eyes closed. "How ya doing, baby?"

"I'm doing good, baby. How you doin?"

He huffs a laugh and with much ease, he removes her bra without taking off her shirt. He's become a bit of an expert in putting his drunk fiancée to bed. "Kens, you can lay down now."

She briefly opens her eyes to locate her pillow. Slowly crawling up the bed when she does, she closes her eyes once her head hits the pillow.

Deeks pulls the covers over her, tucking her in and places his lips to the crown of her head. "Goodnight, baby. I love you."

He turns to walk away but suddenly feels a familiar hand wrap around his wrist. Her beautiful brown eyes now peaking out over the comforter. "Cuddles."

Smiling, he takes off his jeans and t-shirt leaving only his boxers as he climbs over her and gets into bed.

Kensi turns facing him as he lays down, wrapping her arm around his waist and burrowing her body into his. "I'm really glad you're not marrying some skanky blonde bitch like I thought."

His smile turns into a grin as he places a kiss to the top of her head. "I'm really glad too."

Her hand works its way down his back, slipping under his boxers. Squeezing his ass, she hums in appreciation. "And I'm really glad I can touch you anywhere I want, anytime I want."

He mirrors her actions by cupping her ass with his hand and squeezing all the while pulling her lower half towards him, letting her feel just how glad he is. "You're not the only one."