A/N: Thanks to everyone that reviewed, story alerted, and favorited this story. This chapter is completely inspired my the adorable Monty. Enjoy!

Like My Dog

Deeks sat at his desk after a long day of chasing Russians and navigating laser beams. All he could think about was how all he really wanted was to sit on his couch, watch tv, and play with Monty. Just as he was finishing reviewing his last form on the case, Sam, Kensi, and Callen walked over to their desks.

"So Deeks, where's Monty the so called wonder dog?" Sam said grinning.

"Eric is watching him until I get done here. And he WILL save your life one day Sam. That I can guarantee." Deeks said matter of factly.

"Uh huh, whatever you say Deeks." Sam said laughing at him.

"Look, that dog is the best companion someone could have."

"Oh yeah, how so?" Kensi asked, amused at the turn of the conversation.

"Well, he never tells me he is sick of my apartment, doesn't nag me when I want to have a lazy day on the couch, and he doesn't cost me any money if he has to go out, and he takes a lot less time to get ready than some people." Deeks said grinning mischievously at Kensi.

As Sam and Callen sat at their desks laughing, Kensi looked at Deeks and rolled her eyes in an exasperated manner. "Is that all you got surfer boy?"

"Look, he doesn't tell me I need to change my attitude, always shows me unconditional love, and he doesn't pitch a fit or think its rude when I leave the seat up on the toilet."

"Those are some pretty lame reasons there Deeks," Kensi said.

"Want some more reasons there Kens? Well, he likes all my friends, including you guys, doesn't get mad at me for being gone for a long time, and he always like when I pet him."

By now, Sam and Callen were unable to contain the uproarious laughter that the conversation their coworkers were having. Kensi turned and glared at them before continuing with Deeks.

"Let me guess, he doesn't ask why you don't make more money to buy him treats or toys and I bet he thinks pull my finger is hilarious huh?"

Grinning like a cat that had caught the canary, Deeks said "Yup, and he doesn't pitch a fit when I call his sister a bitch either."

"Ugggggggg Deeks, you are impossible! I mean really, how in the world does that make Monty the best companion ever. Why can't you ever take a conversation seriously? Why is everything always a joke with you?" Kensi said as she got up, grabbed her things, and stormed out of the mission, followed closely by Sam and Callen holding their sides from laughing so hard.

Proud of himself for getting under Kensi's skin, Deeks stood up, stretched, and whistled for Monty. Bounding down the steps, Deeks leaned down and scratched the dogs head.

"Kensi just doesn't understand that all I want is for someone, like her, to love me like you do Monty. I just want her to love me like my dog."

Turning, the shaggy headed Detective and his equally shaggy dog walked out of the mission, not seeing Hetty standing near their desks chuckling. "Oh Mr. Deeks."