Hetty was working away at her desk when Callen, Sam, and Deeks made their way across to the bull pen. Deeks looked like hell, he had refused to stay at the hospital any longer than absolutely necessary, and twenty four hours had been enough for him. He was very anxious to see Kensi. Sam and Callen had managed to get him to go home and clean up before coming to the ops center for his reunion with Kensi. Deeks was looking around for Kensi; everyone understood his urgency to see her. She hadn't left ops since the intelligence had come in nearly 40 hours ago, she wanted to be with those she cared about and refused to go to the hospital for fear of blowing her cover. Although Nate believed it was more likely that she wanted to have her reunion on familiar territory, with no risk of interruption.
"She's upstairs resting." Said Hetty.
Deeks looked at Hetty.
"She will be very happy to see you."
Everyone stood watching as he made his way upstairs. This was the moment of truth between them.
"Is she armed?" asked Callen.
"We will know in a minute or two." Said Sam.
Deek's turned the corner, he went quietly as not to wake his partner, but she wasn't asleep at all. She was sitting on the sofa, her red blood shot eyes and wet cheeks were a clear indication that she had been crying, he had never seen Kensi cry before. Her beautiful smile that he had thought about so much was not to be seen. Her hair was pulled back in a pony tail like she had been in a hurry that morning, no make-up, and bags under her eyes said that he hadn't been sleeping. But wasn't that his shirt, one that he had left at her place a few months back. And sneakers instead of boots, something was seriously up with Kensi. The last time he had seen her like this they had both nearly died.
She looked up and their eyes met, he went to her. She stood slowly, and that is when he noticed it, there was no way to hide it. He was in shock but it explained why she hadn't been on the op or come to the hospital.
Using his one good arm, he pulled her in. She buried her face in his shoulder, and just stood there her arms wrapped tightly wrapped around the man she cared for. Kensi had been what kept him going through the days of confinement and torture. Knowing that he would one day be with her again was what kept him going. To stand there holding her was a dream come true. After a long embrace they went and sat down on the sofa, Deeks kept his arm around Kensi not wanting to let go of her now that he was finally able to be with her again.
He pulled her in close to him; she rested her head on his shoulder. They had nothing to hide any more, the whole world could see what they had shared. This was a lot to take in, he had felt bad about leaving her when he had gone under but they both understood the situation, it was what they did. But now he left so guilty, if he had known she was pregant he would never have gone under, or at least not with LAPD. He didn't even ask if he was the father, they had been sleeping together for nearly six months before he had gone under.
"Are you mad at me?" asked Kensi.
"Oh no, why would you think that?" replied Deeks surprised by the question.
She looked down at her belly.
"For this," she said. "For getting pregnant."
"This is as much my fault as it is yours." He said placing a kiss on her temple.
"God, I should never have left you. These last four months must have as much hell for you as they have been for me."
"I had Sam and Callen."
"And I had you."
Nate sat down with Deeks' medical file, he didn't need to degree to know he had suffered greatly at the hand of his capturs. The pictures gathered as evidence showed a lot of the story. It was a story that would change Deeks forever.
Kensi stepped out of the bathroom, she had needed to pee again. Deeks was waiting for her quietly.
"Do you know if it is a boy or a girl?" asked Deeks placing his hand on her belly when she was within reach.
"Twin girls." Said Kensi.
"How far along?" he managed to spit out, although he was still processing the answer to his first question.
"Twenty seven weeks." She replied. "They aren't due for another 14 weeks but they tell me that with twins they will probably come early, it may be as early as eight or ten weeks."
"God, I'm going to be a father."
Hand in hand they walked down stairs, everyone stopped what they were doing to watch them leave. Hetty and Nate stood on the balcony watching them.
"Do you think they can do this?" asked Hetty.
"They are both survivors." He paused. "Right now, they may not make it without each other"
"This is just the beginning for them."