A/N: This is gonna be a little bit T.


"Are we really doing this?" Marty looks over at his wife with a bit of apprehension.

She hold her hand out for him to take, giving him a faint smile. "Yeah, you don't like the idea?"

"I love the idea very much but just the thought of that thing being jabbed in my skin and drug through it is kinda cringe worthy."

"Come on, baby, I already did it. You can't bail on me now." She bats her eyelashes at him and sends it home by pouting her lips. "Do it for me?"

"Damn you, Kensi Deeks."

"I love you."

45 minutes later

They're standing by the wall on the side of the room, each of their arms that are closest to the mirror raised. She places her palm against his and threads their fingers together.

He brings his lips to her for a chaste kiss and then they both turn to look at the reflection. A smile spreading to each of their faces at the now complete image before them.

The two waves start off slanted and then start to barrel, forming a heart. It's them; it's their love.

Kensi had been thinking about these matching tattoos for awhile. Whenever they would have a break or lull in cases she would sit at her desk and just stare at her hand wishing she could be wearing her ring. They decided to keep their marriage a secret at work together but she still felt wrong without her ring. It was a part of her now, a part of their story and she loved their story. One day she was coming back from lunch and walked past a tattoo shop and that's when it hit her.

She watches as his eyes slowly flutter open and is met with two ocean pools. "Good morning, handsome."

A lazy smile spreads to his lips at the sight of his beautiful wife in front of him. He tightens his arm around her even more and pulls her towards him until they're bare chest to bare chest."Morning, Sunshine."

"Do you know what today is?"

"Yeah, it's Saturday."

"Try again, buddy."

"Of course I know what today is, wifey."

May 28, 2004

Kensi glares at him when she sees that playful look in his eyes."Martin Deeks, if you want sex tonight I would be very careful with that cake if I were you."

They cross her arms and bring the cake towards the other's mouth. He does as told and places the piece of dessert in her mouth but the newly Mrs. Deeks has other plans.

Marty's eyes go wide in shock at the feel of her missing his mouth and shoving the fluffy dessert directly into his nose and upper lip. "Kenssss, come on. That's not fair."

She brings her lips to his ear, a seductive grin playing at her lips. "Be good and I'll let you play with the cake later, hubby."

He turns his head, their faces now a breath a part as a awestruck look crosses over his features.

"What?"

"Hubby. I'm your husband."

"Yeah, and I'm your wife."

He shines his pearly whites at the truth of her statement. Closing the small gap, he brings his lips to hers."I love you, wife."

"I love you more, husband."

...

She starts playing with his hand, his wedding ring on full display. "So I was thinking."

"Thinking's good."

"I was thinking that we should get matching tattoos."

"Tattoos. Interesting."

"Well, it's just that I hate that I can't wear my ring at work and I love you so much. I thought it might be comforting."

"Baby, you know it's just a piece of jewelry."

"I know but still."

He knows how much her ring means to her and how she hates that she has to leave it behind while at work, he feels the same way. "To be honest with you, I hate that I can't wear mine either."

"And that's where the tattoos come in."

She turns over and reaches into her night stand, pulling out a picture to show him what she had in mind.

His eyes light up at the image before him and how surprised he is at how much meaning a 2 inch image could have. "Wow, that's so us."

"Right? It's inconspicuous and no one else would know the true meaning behind it."

"It's just a wave and of course together it would give us away but if someone….lets say a criminal were to see it, it wouldn't get a second glance. Just another Californian with a wave tattoo."

"Mmhm."

"But we'd know what it meant."

"We would."

Marty stares at his love, god how he loves her. She's still staring at their new artwork and he can't help but notice the happiness that's radiating off her. Truth is is that he would get his whole body tattooed if it made her happy. "We can still do stuff with these, right?"

She's pulled out of her trance when her husband's words hit her ears. Her hand that's resting on his hip finds their mark and pinches the skin of his love handle.

"Ow!" He yelps at the sharp pain. "Hey, it's a valid question."

Blake laughs at the blonde man's clear meaning behind his words. "Yeah, man. You can do stuff."

They keep their hands interlocked and thank the man that just poked and prodded at their bodies for the past hour and a half. "Thanks, Blake."

The heavily tattooed man nods in appreciation of their business. "Anytime."

As they make their way out of the tattoo parlor the sun is setting, which is perfect for his gift for her. Walking across the street hand in hand, he guides her over to the dunes. "If you'll have a seat, my lady. I will present you with your gift."

She brings her lips to his cheek at his adorableness. God how she loves him. She takes a seat in the sand just like he asked and looks up at him. The sun is hitting the water as it sets. Right here in this moment, she can't imagine loving him anymore than she already does.

He reaches for his back pocket and pulls out a piece of paper. Just as he unfolds it, his body begins to tremble at what he's about to say. His eyes lock with hers and he relaxes. The love she holds in her heart for him shines bright in her eyes and he doesn't think he could love her anymore than he already does.

Just to say I love you

never seems enough.

I've said it so many times

I am afraid you won't understand

what I really mean when I say it.

How can so much feeling,

so much adoration possibly fit into

those three little words.

But until l find some other

way of saying what I feel, then

"I love you" will have to do.

So no matter how many times I say it,

never take it lightly, for you are my life,

and my only love.

I love you now more

than ever before.

She can't keep her eyes off of him. The words that leave his lips and the desperation she so clearly sees in his cerulean blues to find the words that describe how he truly feels makes her desire for his touch that much stronger.

He watches her beautiful mismatched eyes and his heart does a million little flips as an angelic smile spreads to her face. She reaches out her head which he gladly accepts but instead of him pulling her up, she quickly pulls him down on top of her. Her arm wraps around his neck, pulling his face closer to hers.

She waits for him to bring his lips to hers but they seem to be stuck in this moment. Saying all they need to with their eyes. Somehow conveying to each other the depths of their love. Marty finally closes the distance between their lips and places a passionate kiss to hers. His tongue sweeps across her lips, asking for entrance. Their tongues begin to duel and hands begins to wander until they remember they're on a public beach.

Kensi pushes her husband back a little to put some distance between them with a smirk. "We can continue that at home but it seems as though great minds think alike because I also have a gift for you." She wiggles a little bit to pull out an identical sheet of paper from her pocket.

Sensing that they're being watched, Marty places a kiss on his wife's forehead and rolls over so now he's laying on his side with his hand propping up his head.

The brunette doesn't stay laying down though. She sits up in front of him, crossing her legs and gives him a sweet smile.

In you,

I have finally found all I

never dared dream I could

deserve or have—the kind

of love that is rare.

Be known in a way that

touches the deepest parts

of me. Accepted in a way

that blows my mind.

In you,

the love I have always

desired to give now has a

place to call home. I have

been a skeptic, but you are

my undeniable miracle.

The questions don't matter

anymore. We have finally

found each other, and that

is enough.

As the last line leaves her lips, she's abruptly pulled up onto her feet by her husband who then begins to hurriedly walk them to their car.

"Baby?"

"We gotta get home now."

Her laughter emanates from her joyous smile at his clear excitement.

Once they reach the car he opens the passenger side door and all but pushes her inside.

She watches as he quickly walks around the front of the car and she bites her lip when she sees that his hands are down towards the front of his pants blocking any bystanders view of what's going on underneath.

Hopping inside, he turns the key, starting the ignition. He feels her eyes trailing up and down his body. Marty locks eyes with her and right away knows that's a bad idea because she has that seductive grin on her face and yep, she's biting her lip. "Unless you want to explain to your boss why we got arrested for indecent exposure I suggest you stop looking at me like that."

She really likes this game. The excitement of trying not to get caught adds that much more fuel to her fire. As he throws the car into drive and starts heading down Highway 1, her hand slips over the console and rest firmly against the bulge in his pants. "Happy Anniversary indeed."


Deeks' poem is by an unknown author. Kensi's is by John Mark Green.