Are you going to kiss me or am I going to have to lie to my diary?
Chapter 9
8 Months Pregnant

Deeks parks his car on the driveway and gets out. Going to work every single day, now that Kensi is no longer allowed to go to work at all, is becoming harder each day. He wants to stay with her and Hetty is all for it but Kensi stated that she doesn't want him lurking around the house all day. She said that there was no need for both of them to be bored.

And he knows a lost argument when he sees one. That's why they agreed on something else. Instead of working all day, he works seven hours (from 9 to 16) instead of the usual nine.

With the eighth month of pregnancy, a lot changed. Kensi seems to be unable to sleep during the night and stays awake during most of it. On the other hand, she told him she spends the entire morning sleeping on the couch (that, ironically, seems to be more comfortable for her now than the bed).

She started practicing yoga in the house because it's supposed to help with the labor and with the discomfort that comes with the end of the pregnancy.

He opens the door and notices the huge mess in the living room. There are things all over the floor and that makes him frown and worry. "Kensi, where are you?"

She answers him right away, much to his big relief. "I'm in the kitchen."

He walks in and notices she's wearing a green dress that ends above her knee and is barefoot, a smile on her face that eases his worries. After a peck on the lips and another one on her belly, he grabs a bottle of water from the fridge and teases her. "Honey, did someone come by to try to rob us?"

Kensi shakes her head and keeps doing whatever she's doing. To him, it looks like she's just moving things from one place to another in the kitchen cabinets. "Don't be silly. I'm just baby-proofing the house."

Deeks sits on a kitchen chair and nods. "I don't want to state the obvious but…the baby is not even here yet. And, even after the baby is born, we're going to have months before he or she starts crawling."

It's a good point and they both know it but Kensi doesn't see it like that. "I know but it makes me feel better to know the house is ready."

He smiles lovingly as he reaches a conclusion. "You're nesting, then."

Kensi turns around faster than what he thought she was capable of at this point and glares at him. "I'm not a bird, Deeks!"

It's been a while since she last used his last name to call him so he knows she's angry. "Am I the only one who actually reads baby's books?"

She shakes her head. "No, Callen has been reading one too."

The irony isn't lost in them. Everything seems to be wrong in this picture. The mother won't start reading a single book while the dad and the uncle do all the reading. It's usually the other way around but that would be out-of-character for Kensi Marie Blye.

That's why he has to be the one to explain her what's going on. "Nesting is very common in pregnant women. It's the instinct you have to clean and baby-proof the house before the baby comes. It's normal."

Kensi leans against the kitchen counter and seems deep in thought. "I never clean."

Deeks smiles and gets up, to stand in front of her. "It seems that you do, now. Although, the house seems a lot less clean now that what it looked like when I left this morning."

Kensi doesn't comment that last bit like he thought she would and keeps thinking out-loud. "Am I going crazy?"

Deeks shakes his head and rests his hands on her waist, staring into her eyes. "Do you not listen to what I say? No, you're not going crazy. You're becoming a mom."

The love she sees in his eyes and his words take her breath away and it hits her like a ton of bricks right there. "Oh God, I'm going to be a mom."

He frowns and resists the urge to laugh. All the books say that women become mothers the moment they learn they're pregnant but that men only become fathers when they can actually see the baby.

And here she is, the woman who has been carrying a baby for the past eight months, just realizing that she's going to be a mom. Boy, he could write a completely different pregnancy book by now. "You're just realizing that now?"

She nods and seems scared, for a bit, resting her hands on her belly. "I think I am. I mean, this little human is going to need us for everything. It's crazy."

Deeks makes a quick decision and kisses her forehead before grabbing her hand and dragging her to their bedroom. "You need a break."

He makes her sit on the bed and grabs her a pair of comfortable shoes. Kensi, however, doesn't seem too fond of whatever he's planning and tries to fight him. "I can't take a break. We have too much to do!"

Deeks pushes her down and puts her shoes on. "Yes, we can and we will take a break. Come on, let's go."

She gives in and allows him to lead her out of the house. "Where do you want to go at this hour?"

Deeks smiles at her and helps her into the car. "We're going to watch the sunset. Trust me, princess!"

She does. She trusts him with everything.

That's why, one hour later, they're both sitting on the sand of his favorite beach. She's leaning against his chest, his arms supporting their weight. She seems relaxed and that calms him down.

Wrapping both arms around her waist, he kisses her neck. "Are you more relaxed now?"

Kensi grabs his hands and puts them on top of the place in her belly where he will be able to feel the baby kick against them, something that always makes him smile like a crazy person. "Yes, thank you. You're the best husband and dad in the world, Marty."

He looks into her eyes and smirks. "Are you going to kiss me or am I going to have to lie to my diary?"

Kensi kisses him passionately, thanking him and showing him how much she loves him with her kiss. He kisses her back, thankful that he managed to help her.

When they pull back, she turns to the sunset in front of them and asks softly. "Will you help me clean the house when we come back?"

Deeks nods and kisses her cheek, still feeling their baby kick beneath his hand and starting to share her urge to protect this little creature. "Of course I will. Now, let's enjoy this. I love you both."

Kensi kisses his cheek too and leans back against him. "We love you too, daddy."

AN: Just one more chapter to go and I can't believe it's coming to an end. I have to say, writing pregnant Kensi has been so much fun. I'm not sure of when I'll be able to post the last chapter but I will try to do so next week.

To all of those who asked, I am doing much better now that I'm out of the damn bed. It feels weird to move my leg, though, because there's a piece of metal in my knee that wasn't there before and that's kind of creepy. I'm going to start physical therapy really soon so I'll try to be back on the water, on top of my board, before Halloween (yes, I'm that crazy!).

Reviews are love and love makes the world go round (which means that love makes me write as much as I can).

Love,
Sarah