Kensi paced in the hall of the hospital. She hated being back there. Thoughts of Mexico haunted her. How she almost lost him. How she fought through every ache, pain, thirst, hunger, to drag him desperately through the desert. Her begging of God, to please let him wake up, His dream of her being pregnant, now a reality. How happy it made him to share that dream with her. Almost being hand delivered to General Vazquez's compound, Deeks briefly waking to save them, making it to the hospital in Los Mochis, seeing Turk, his reassurance that she saved him. The memories flooded through her brain like rain water rushing through the sewer drains. His promise to give her everything he had in this life; Her promise in return. Now the life growing inside of her. The combination of them, she felt him move everyday now. Her heart raced waiting for answers.
"They said probably another hour or so. The bullet was lodged deeper than they anticipated. We just have to wait." Callen gently stroked her arm.
"He stayed in for me. You know that right? He knew this would happen."
"Why don't we go get you something to eat," Sam suggested.
"You know we fought before going to Mexico. We pretty much broke up. I told him what if we didn't have kids" She continued, eyes full of liquid sadness, she placed her hand on her growing child. "What was I thinking."
Sam and Callen didn't know the logistics, but they definitely knew there was a rift between the partners on the flight and in Mexico.
Callen began, "you were thinking about saving Mosley's son. It was an emotional time."
"Kensi," Sam looked Seriously at her. "When was the last time you ate or drank anything."
She wouldn't listen, she kept on. "He said the longer we stayed in, the more likely, this would end really poorly for us. He was right."
"I'm sure he can't wait to hear you say he was right," Sam softly smiled. "But I want to get you something to eat."
"Why am I so stubborn? I told him I wouldn't do this is we had kids. Yet her I am, six months pregnant and still in."
"And So is he, he could have gotten out," Callen reminded her, as Sam still wanted her to nourish herself and her child.
"He would never leave without me."
"But you're not in the field. You're not the whole reason he's still in. This job is part of him as much as it is a part of you," Sam pushed to make her see. "Now, I'm gonna go get you something and you're gonna eat it."
"He's right Kens," Nate appeared around the corner.
"Nate, what are you doing here? I thought you were in LA. It's great to see you I mean."
"I know Kens. It's good to see you too. I had a few things to handle down here before coming back to LA midweek. Hetty asked me to stop by. Can we talk?"
"Nate, not right now please."
"It's important."
"Go Kens, we will keep you posted. I promise," Callen reassured.
"And I'll have food and water here, when you're done."
"Green Jello," Kensi forced a smile as the baby kicked enjoying the sound of that. "It's Deeks' favorite. I stole his when he got shot before," she shrugged and followed Nate to the chapel.
"How are you doing? Considering?"
"Truthfully, awful."
"I had Deeks sign a paper consenting to disclose any of our talks of pertinent. Of course he signed that I could discuss anything with Hetty and he was adamant about telling you if need be."
"Oh, well I, I don't think he'd want you to tell me everything you guys have been discussing. He's touched on a few things with me, but those are his private conversations. I don't want to know anything he wouldn't want me to."
"Trust me, If I didn't think it was important, I wouldn't disclose, but I think you need to know this."
"Alright?" She said questioning.
"I overheard you telling Sam he stayed in for you. You can't beat yourself up for this."
"But, He did, Nate. He's wanted to get out for over a year now. If not more."
"We talked about that. I asked him why he hadn't gotten out. You know, now that you're on desk duty, having his baby."
Kensi sighed.
"Kensi, he'd do anything you want him to. I'm certain of that. But he stayed, not only for you, but he believed he was meant to protect people. He's been doing it since he was 11 years old. Think about that. None of this is your fault or because you forced him to do anything."
"I just feel like if it wasn't for me he'd be home or at the bar or I don't know coming up with some new scheme of the month."
"I think he'd eventually be back to protecting people. Somehow, someway, When he wakes up, talk to him."
"If he wakes up," she put he head down and then felt a sharp twinge in her stomach. She winced in pain, grabbing Nate's arm.
"Kensi are you alright?"
"I don't know." She lost the coloring in her face. "Something's not right."
"Let's get you checked out." Nate ran to look in the hall for a nurse. He saw Callen and summoned him to get someone for Kensi.
Two nurses came running with a wheel chair. "What's you're name sweetie," the first nurse asked.
"K..ken..Kensi Deeks." She spat out through the twinges of pain. "My baby, is he ok?" She worried.
"How far along are you."
"Almost 26 weeks."
"Ok, let's get you checked out."
"Do you want me to come, Kens?" Callen asked.
"No. Not yet. Check on Deeks first."
Callen obliged, heading for info as she requested.
The nurses rolled Kensi to a room and took her vitals. They hooked her up to a monitor to make sure she wasn't having any real contractions. They took some blood and started an IV.
"When was the time you ate or drank, Mrs. Deeks?"
"I, I don't even know. Maybe yesterday morning."
"Honey, you know you need to take better care of yourself. It's not just you."
"I know, I'm sorry," Kensi let tears flow freely. "It's been a rough two days."
"The Doctor will be in shortly."
Callen headed to get some information on Deeks.
"He's still in surgery, we will send the doctor out as soon as we have any more information. I'm sorry, Mr Callen. But it's great to see you fully recovered."
"Thank you," he smiled remembering the charge nurse from his recovery road. He knew he was not the easiest of patients, anxious to return to full duty.
He headed down to Kensi's room. Sam has already arrived with her green jello. The men stood near, protective of their little sister. Kensi looked up and met Callen's eyes.
"No news yet, Kens."
The doctor came in. "Mrs Deeks, I'm Doctor Donna DeJoan. Are one of you the father?" He looked curiously at both men guarding Kensi as if she was a Queen.
"No, the father's in surgery right now," Sam informed.
"I see, I'm sorry." She said. "I'm going to have the ultrasound tech come in and check to make sure everything with your baby is going according to plan. I believe you're a little dehydrated which caused the pains you were having. You need to take care of yourself, even more so under stressful times," she said kindly full of understanding, but trying to stress the importance of her words.
Sam looked at Kensi, "I've been telling her, Doc"
Kensi smirked.
"It seems you have a lot of people looking out for you and this little one. The IV will help replenish you and I'll be in later to check on you after the ultrasound. I'd like you to stay here overnight."
"She wasn't going anywhere anyway," Callen assured.
"Can I see my husband when he's out of surgery?"
"Of course. The IV is portable and we can get you a wheel chair and take you down."
"Thank you." She breathed a sigh of relief.
"We can go," the boy's echoed as the tech wheeled in a machine to check the baby.
"You could stay if you want," her eyes bright with fear.
"You got it," Sam walked over and held her hand.
"A little baby Deeks preview," Callen smiled. "Let's see what surfer boy did."
Kensi shook her head with a small laugh, "Thank you. Both. For everything."
The baby kicked again. Kensi winced again.
"You ok, Kens?"
"Ya he just likes kicking my insides. He must me excited to hear his uncles' voices."
"A little future soccer player," Callen smiled then it quickly faded.
"Ya," Kensi gulped with thoughts of seeing her husband drop on the soccer field while carrying the little boy who was playing the game.
"He's gonna pull through," Sam reassured. "You'll see"
"I hope so."
Kensi was familiar with the cold tinge on her belly as the tech squirted the blue gel. She felt the baby squirm almost as if he was escaping the cold.
The men watched in awe as they got their first glimpse of their team members' creation. His heartbeat strong, everything as it should be.
"He's a little fighter too, like both his parents." Sam smiled.
"Thank you for sharing this with us Kens," Callen began wondering about his own future.
"Thank you for being here, for all of us," she replied.
The tech printed out pictures for Kensi. "Your little man looks good. Take care of yourself and him, Mrs. Deeks."
"I will," she replied as the alarm went off throughout the hospital.
"Code Blue, Code Blue."
Kensi's eyes met with her brothers' in fear.
"I'm going," Callen ran out as Sam held onto Kensi's hand squeezing tighter.