Previously...
Positive. Positive. Positive. Well that was it then, she was pregnant.
Stay or Run?
What was she going to do? She couldn't possibly tell everyone on the team that she had managed to get pregnant by accident. It would just lower their opinion of her and she couldn't work unless she was seen equally to the boys. But how would she cope on her own and where would she go? Would the others turn their backs on her because she got pregnant after a one night stand she can't even remember the name of? What was she going to do?
Looking around her messy apartment she wondered where a baby would fit into her life. Abortion was never an option for her. Even though it was unplanned, she just couldn't kill the child that was growing inside of her no matter how hard it would be for her. Working for NCIS she lived for her work. How could she care for a child and carry on her work which could get her killed any day? What would happen to her child then? How could she risk leaving a child without their parents but how could she leave behind the job she loved so much?
She lived in a mess and she had no structure in her life. If she was going to have a baby she had to develop a routine and she just couldn't do that with her job. To save herself from the disappointed looks of her colleagues and give her child a better life she knew she had to leave but how could she stop the others from finding her? All these questions she could think of but she couldn't answer most of them. Kensi knew she had to think of something soon. They would get Eric to look for her under all her known aliases and they would try and track her car but would they think to look for her as Kensi Blye. She would need a more practical car if she was going to be a mother so she could easily change her car so they wouldn't be able to track that. She would miss them but she couldn't allow herself to be weak in front of them.
Having made up her mind, Kensi wrote a letter to Hetty resigning from NCIS so she didn't need to be found by the team and they wouldn't think she had been kidnapped. She called up one of her old friends who could arrange to pick her up from the end of her street and swap her car for a new one so she couldn't be tracked. Having made the preparations necessary and having packed up her apartment she just had to wait until the team would be out so she could sneak into the bullpen and leave the letter for Hetty.
Sure that the bullpen would now be empty she hopped into her car for what would be the last time and drove over to the OPS bullpen. Slipping quietly into the building she looked around and realised how much she would miss the people and this place but she had to move on. Quickly clearing her desk out and taking all her belongings with her she entered Hetty's office and left the note on the desk. With one final look she turned to leave only to find Hetty staring back at her.
"Ah Miss Blye, are you feeling better?"
"Um, no Hetty. I have to, um, go so if I could just get past."
"Well I believe we have something to discuss, don't you Miss Blye."
"I don't know but I really have to go."
"Would you like to tell me why you have just handed in you resignation letter Miss Blye."
"Well I can't stay here Hetty, I can't tell them that. I can't let them see me weak."
"They wouldn't be horrible about it. They would just want to protect you."
"But that's just it Hetty, I don't need protecting."
"It's ok to let people help you Miss Blye."
"Sorry Hetty but I have to do this."
"I will let you go if that is what you want as long as you keep in contact with me and call me if you are ever in trouble and need help."
"Ok Hetty, I will. Just please don't tell anyone where I am."
"I won't if that is what you want. Goodbye Miss Blye. If you ever feel you can come back, know you will always be welcomed back."
"Thanks Hetty. Goodbye."
With that Kensi turned and walked out of the doors without looking back, knowing if she did she wouldn't be able to leave. She drove off and met with her friend, got her new car that was more child friendly and drove away, not knowing where she was going, just driving.