Eighteen months later...

Owen was now a year and a half and his baby sister Olivia was now 3 months old. When Owen was six months old, Kensi was exhausted. She thought it was just returning to work and having a very active baby, who just learned to scoot himself about, exploring everything. He seemed to have no fear, just like his mother. When she began waking up nauseated, she knew the signs. Although, they weren't necessarily planning to get pregnant so soon, they weren't not trying either. Kensi knew their ages were against them, so she truly felt blessed to create another child with Deeks. The team, however, happy to have her return to the field, just lonhave her sidelined again so soon. They were overjoyed for the couple, but missed her and having her sidelined again was depressing, so, They adjusted as they always did. Deeks was over the moon when they found out they were having a girl. They settled on the name Olivia, standing for the Olive tree and meaning Peace. The couple finally found peace in their crazy lives. Kensi's maternity leave was ending at the end of the week.

"Babe," she started.

"Yes Princess senior,"

"You're so weird."

"But, you love me."

"That I do, still haven't figured out why, yet," she winked.

He walked over and handed her a hidden Twinkie. "Because I feed you these." Her eyes lit up. She had tried to eat semi healthy during her pregnancies and while breast feeding. Being the kids were so close in age, it had seemed like years since she had a good helping of junk food.

"Are you ready to get back in the field next week?" He smiled.

Her eyes looked into his as she stuffed the whole Twinkie in her mouth. She finished chewing, "about that," she looked down.

"Baby? What's wrong?"

"Deeks, I've been gone so long, I I don't think I wanna go back."

"What!" He looked confused.

"I'm just not sure Deeks. Somethings changed in me. I still want to work. Maybe still for NCIS, but I don't want to be shot at everyday. I want to watch Owen and Olivia grow."

He scratched the back of his still Shaggy blonde mop. He picked up his son who was a miniature replica of him. "You sound like me know Kens."

Her husband hadn't brought up leaving their job in years now. He had put all his demons behind him. He was a good dad, a good cop, a good partner, he no longer had nightmares, he no longer fought his feelings. He loved whole and he finally let himself be happy.

"What are you thinking?" She asked.

"I mean," he began as the door bell rang.

"Who would be here this late?" Kensi questioned.

Deeks shrugged walking to the door. He peered through the blinds. "It's Hetty." He stated looking back at his wife.

"How does she know already. I haven't even made up my mind completely."

"Good evening, Mr Deeks, May I come in?"

"Of course," he moved out of the way so she could enter.

"How are you, my dear? Looking forward to returning?"

Kensi sighed. "I'm not sure, Hetty."

"Well, I have some news. As you know, I'm not getting any younger here. I'm handing over my reins as operations manager effective Monday."

"Hetty," Kensi looked down. "Now, I really think I don't want to return."

"Well, I have a proposition for you. You and Mr. Deeks."

"Ok," Deeks looked worried.

"You know I probably work until I die," Hetty began, "but Washington's buckle down and watchful eyes and new young blood, I decided to take a new opportunity."

"And that leaves us exactly where," Deeks was impatiently wondering.

"If you'd quit interrupting, I'm getting there." She glared at Deeks with a smile. "As I was saying, I've been given an opportunity. Director Vance has convinced SecNav to open FLETC here in LA. As much scrutiny as our team has been under, they realize we have many good qualities. Bring close to Camp Pendleton helps as well, giving any one wanting to become an agent on this coast the chance to do so closer to home here on the West Coast. I will be heading up the start up of this facility. I would like you, Mrs. Deeks, to be the head of sniper training. Training new agents to have your ability, will be a huge asset to national security. You also will still have the ability to do field work when needed, if you feel up to it."

Kensi's eyes lit up. "Hetty that's amazing! I would be honored."

"What, what about me?" Deeks nerves were shot. "I mean I'm still just a cop, not an agent."

"Exactly why you're perfect to be the head uncover training. I haven't seen many agents with as much skill as you, Mr. Deeks. Mr. Hannah and Mr. Callen will continue field work, but will also be assisting in the weekends until they are ready to commit full time as well. Your team has skills that every knew agent can use. We can't all do this forever, but we can pass our skills to attempt to create a team as strong as we've had for as long as we did. But alas, all good things must come to an end. Perhaps, together we can make them last a little longer with a similar version. Miss Jones will be taking over as operations manager, and Mr. Beale will remain in OPS, but he has also agreed to teach some tech classes."

Deeks repeated his motions as he did a little over two years ago, the day Owen was born. He hugged her tightly. "I think we have to be in your debt this time."

"Just train me some amazing future agents." She winked having a double meaning, glancing towards Owen Donald and Olivia Henrietta Blye Deeks.