I would like to thank the guest reviewer that pointed out that Wonder Woman is the Amazon Princess. That was the point of the reference. It seemed fitting because they talk about her being Wonder Woman a couple of times.

This problem doesn't fit and it certainly doesn't happen when the other scene happens. I better writer would know when to stop, but I'm not a better writer, so her is Hetty later in the day talking to the dynamic duo. I felt she deserved her turn.


Hetty sat at her desk watching her agents as they finished up their paperwork. This silliness has to stop. Especially after the ridiculous display they put on today.

"Miss Blye. Mr. Deeks." Hetty called from her desk. "A moment of your time, please."

She could see the nervous looks they gave one another. Yes, this is absolutely about the thing you most desperately don't want to discuss.

"Please take a seat."

Both Kensi and Deeks took seats in front of Hetty's desk. She sipped her tea slowly. She learned long ago to give agents under her command plenty of time to wind themselves up before broaching a subject. She set her cup back into the saucer and then set both on her desk. There, they look sufficiently uncomfortable.

"Quite the display the two of you put on today." That would be sufficiently vague to really get them going. I bet keeping to type, Deeks speaks first.

"What display would that be Hetty?" Deeks shifted uncomfortably in his chair.

"DEA Agent Talia Del Campo of course. I don't believe an active crime scene is the best place to attempt a booty call, Mr. Deeks." That should push him right over the edge.

All the blood drained from Deeks face. "WHAT! NO! I mean no. There was no attempt at a booty call. No booty. No calling." Deeks looked at Kensi who appeared to be about to hyperventilate with laugher and then back at Hetty. "How do you even know what that means?"

And the mouse walks into the trap. "I'm old Mr. Deeks, not dead. But, you do have a point. I believe the term used was 'Hooked Up'.

At this Kensi finally lost her fight with laughter and broke out into hysterics. Deeks simply covered his face with his hands. Hetty could barely hear him from behind them. "There was no hooking up. Ever."

"Did you not notice she was attractive Mr. Deeks? Or is there someone else you find more beautiful?"

That stopped Kensi's laughing fit cold. "Huh?"

Got your attention did I Miss Blye. "Don't think your behavior at the boat house wasn't noticed Miss Blye." And she denies in 3. 2. 1.

"What behavior? There was no behavior." Now Kensi's face was turning colors.

"Preening in the bathroom mirror for one. Then using the move I showed you to distract that Serbian arms dealer. I believe you called it 'Sin in the Skin'. The twirl of the hair, the sway in the walk, the width of the stance, and, of course, the use of the eyes and mouth to draw attention to yourself."

Hetty leaned back in her chair. Now I have their attention. Let's see if I can help them move forward.

"This denial has to stop." Both Kensi and Deeks looked like they had been hit by a truck. "It's killing the both of you. You are great people, great partners, and would be a great couple. That is if you would just get out of your own way."

This guess could cost me some mystique, but if I'm right, they will believe I can truly read minds. "I mean, the two of you have already slept together."

It was Deeks that betrayed them. His slight little smile at the memory let Hetty know she was right.

Bingo!

"The two of you trust one another with your secrets and your lives. Is it such a big leap to trust one another with your hearts?" That's enough positive reinforcement, time for some negative. "Agent Del Campo did apply for a position here." Hetty picked up a form off her desk as if she was reading over it. "We can always bring her in on a trial basis to work with the two of you."

Deeks and Kensi both responded instantly, "NO!"

Progress. "Alright then. If that's the way you feel about it. Have a good evening agents."