AN: Here's part two, lovely readers! Thank you so much for all the positive reviews :) I'm sorry it took so long! Writer's block… and, well, we all know what Hetty would say about that ;) Anyway, enjoy and leave me a review!

Blessings,

bookdiva

Deeks's POV

"Deeks!" Nell's excited voice greeted him as he walked into OPS.

Great, Deeks thought to himself, forcing out a tired smile for the pixie-like redhead. She heard me too. Damn it, stupid coms…

After all, he'd been wearing his coms and camera the first time he'd kissed her. And that hadn't exactly gone well…

The only moment that had actually worked out for him had been their non-date, and of course the night that followed, and he sure as hell hadn't been wearing coms for that.

Nell didn't seem to pick up on his mood, or if she did, she didn't say anything. She grinned at him.

"Great job, guys," she said. "Sam, Callen, you have to stay here. Hetty needs to debrief you."

"What about me?" Deeks asked, confused.

"You," Nell said, grinning largely, "are under strict orders to report down to wardrobe immediately. When you're done there, you're not allowed back at work until Monday."

"Wha—what?" Deeks choked out, surprised. "Monday? What did I do wrong? What the hell am I supposed to do with myself for three whole days?"

Sam and Callen snickered, but he ignored them. He shot Nell a pleading look that he hoped conveyed something along the lines of 'don't make me stay away'.

"Oh, I'm sure you'll think of something to do," Nell said with a sly grin. Eric chuckled, and Deeks just looked at them, even more confused.

"Now, get to wardrobe!" Nell said, shooing Deeks out the door before anyone could protest. "Someone's waiting to get you out of that suit."

With a final push by Nell, Deeks stumbled out of OPS and toward the stairs. The sliding doors whipped shut. For a short moment, Deeks stared at them, dumbfounded, but then he shrugged and walked toward wardrobe.

"Three whole days…" he muttered to himself. "What am I supposed to do for three days…?"

Hetty was most likely waiting to make sure he hadn't damaged her precious suit. He just rolled his eyes and tried to think about what to do with this unexpected vacation he'd been given.

"I'll just call in to headquarters," he decided aloud as he entered wardrobe. He slipped out of his jacket and continued talking to himself. "Maybe Bates will have some case I can work… or there's always traffic duty." He snorted. "That would be fun…."

"You'd rather spend your days off working than with me?" a familiar voice asked from the shadows behind him.

Deeks spun around to face the voice, hardly able to believe his ears.

"Kensi!?"

Kensi's POV

Fifteen minutes after she'd arrived in wardrobe, she heard footsteps. She immediately slipped into the shadows of the dark room, waiting to see if it was him.

She heard him before she saw him. He was mumbling to himself, obviously debating something in his mind. When he came into view, she froze.

His shoulders were slightly slumped, and she could tell, even in the darkness of the room, that his expression was slightly defeated.

He looks so sad, she thought. She wanted to pull him into a hug, tell him that the world was a better place now, because of what he'd done. She wanted to hold him and tell him she loved him.

Before she could move forward to act on any of these thoughts, however, he spoke clearly aloud.

"I'll just call in to headquarters," he said as he walked through the door. Kensi watched him slip his jacket off his shoulders, and she couldn't help but smile. "Maybe Bates will have some case I can work… or there's always traffic duty." He snorted. "That would be fun…."

Her smile widened. His words confirmed everything she so desperately needed to hear. He didn't have any wild plans. Most likely, just like her, he'd simply thrown himself into work. That thought made her smile stretch to an almost painful size.

He really waited for me.

"You'd rather spend your days off working than with me?" she teased him, stepping out of the shadows. His expression as he jumped and spun around to face her was absolutely priceless.

"Kensi!?"

She giggled at his incredulous tone. Suddenly she couldn't take it any longer—she couldn't stand the distance. She crossed the room in four long strides and practically flung herself into his arms.

Before that day, Kensi Marie Blye had never flung herself anywhere. She'd always moved with precision and grace. But in that moment, precision and grace flew out the window in favor of desperation and passion.

He caught her instinctively, as if it was something he did everyday. As he pulled her close, she held on tight and breathed him in.

Deeks's POV

His vision was almost completely impaired by her silky brown waves, but he couldn't care less. He breathed in sunshine and gunpowder at he held her close. Everything he had imagined he'd say when he saw her again was suddenly unimportant. He held onto her as if she could be ripped away from him at any second. And, for all he knew, she could.

After an what seemed like an infinity, they each reluctantly pulled back far enough to look into each other's eyes.

"Are—are you really here?" he asked, hating the way his voice wavered slightly. She just smiled as a single tear slipped down her cheek.

"I'm here, Deeks. I'm home."

He reached on hand up hesitantly to brush the tear from her cheek, and she closed her eyes and leaned into his hand. A moment later, she opened her eyes and their gazes locked. Seconds later, their lips collided. Deeks honestly wasn't sure who moved first, and he didn't really care. Kensi was in his arms, safe and open. It was more than he'd dared to hope for.

Eventually, the need to breathe demanded that they separate. Deeks rested his forehead against hers and desperately searched for something safe to say.

"I missed you, Fern," he said softly. She smiled.

"I missed you too, Max," she said just as softly. He flinched at the name. It brought back flashbacks of earlier.

Before he could form a reply, her lips attacked that sensitive spot on his neck, and he lost the ability to speak all together. A strangled sound between a gasp and a moan escaped his lips, and he felt Kensi's laugh into his neck.

"I take it I'm better than Lisa?" she whispered.

"D-d-definitely," he said breathlessly. Then he suddenly registered what she'd said and pulled back. "Wait, what?!"

"Mmhmmm…" she mumbled, kissing him again. He stayed frozen is shock.

"How—"

"You were wearing your coms, Deeks," she said with a smile. Deeks couldn't understand why she was smiling so serenely at him.

How much did she hear? Why isn't she backing away?

He tried his damnedest to swallow around the lump that was suddenly rendering him speechless. He took a step back, but she moved with him. Her action prompted him to try to iterate his scrambled thoughts.

"So you, uh…" C'mon, Deeks! "What did you, um…" he tried again. You can do this! Just ask her! "When did you, er—" Suddenly Kensi's lips cut him off. He was so surprised that he stopped rambling and simply stood there. Frozen. Unsure of anything.

Kensi's POV

"You were wearing your coms, Deeks," she said, smiling up at him. "I was up in OPS with Eric and Nell."

He swallowed hard and tried to step away from her. She stepped with him, not allowing more than an inch to come between them.

"So you, uh… What did you, um… When did you, er—" he stumbled over the words, and Kensi smiled. She leaned in and kissed him, effectively shutting him up. When he didn't fully respond, she pulled back and looked deep into his ocean-blue eyes. She read all the emotions dancing there—surprise, joy, anxiety, fear, exhaustion.

"So I'm your Wonder Woman, huh?" she asked. He immediately looked away shyly.

"Well, I mean… what I meant by that was… see, what I was trying to say…."

"Deeks?" Kensi cut in.

"Hmm, yeah?" he replied, still not looking at her. She took his face in her hands and gently forced his gaze up to hers.

"I love you, too."

His eyes widened, and for a moment, Kensi thought that maybe he would run. Then, with a whoop of joy, he scooped her up in his arms and twirled her around.

Deeks's POV

"Deeks?" Kensi's slightly raised voice startled him out of his stammered explanation.

"Hmm, yeah?" he managed. He could feel his heart almost beating out of his chest. Kensi's hands gently pulled his face up to look into her eyes.

"I love you too."

No words could fully describe the feeling that washed through him at that moment, so for a long while, he just basked in it. Then he couldn't contain it any longer. He let out a whoop of joy and grabbed her into his arms, swinging her around.

He set her back on the ground and pulled back slightly to look into her shining, mismatched chocolate eyes.

"You do?" he asked, the wonder evident in his tone. She threw her head back and laughed.

God, how I've missed that sound.

"I do, Deeks. I love you," she repeated it again. Then her brow furrowed. "I mean, do you love me? Or were you just… just saying that to get rid of Lisa?"

"What?!" Deeks exclaimed. "No! I mean…" he trailed off and took a deep breath.

This is it, he told himself. You can do this.

"Kensi," he said, taking both her hands in his. She just looked up at him anxiously. "I've missed you so much. I've been so miserable being apart from you. And I just… I love you so much, I can't even put it into words."

Her face lit up in a smile and her eyes shone with unshed tears.

"I love you, too," she whispered. He pulled her in for another kiss.

Kensi's POV

When he finally pulled back, his eyes were teasing.

"So," he began, "Nell promised me there was someone waiting down here to get me out of this suit."

She knew he meant to throw her off balance with that, but she just embraced his teasing and smirked at him. She ran her hands up his chest and teased the first few buttons of his shirt. He looked down at her, but she continued to ghost her fingers along the now slightly exposed skin of his chest.

"Well, Detective…" she said suggestively, "I hear you have a few days off now…. If you're feeling daring, why don't you take me home and find out?"

She laughed as his eyes widened. She grabbed his hand and walked backwards out of OPS. Deeks grinned at her and followed her out into the night.