A soul mate is someone who has locks that fits our keys, and keys that fit our locks.

When we feel safe enough to open the locks, our truest selves step out and we can be completely and honestly who we are; we can be loved for who we are and not for whom we're pretending to be. Each unveils the best part of the other. No matter what else goes wrong around us, with that one person we're safe in our own paradise.
Our soul mate is the one who makes life come to life
- Richard Bach

They get married six months later, on a quiet beach just from the coast of Hawaii (Hetty's treat. That woman seriously has connections all over the world).

It's a beautiful sunny day; the sand is white as snow, and the sky a piercing blue. Kensi looks absolutely breathtaking in her knee length sleeveless gown, the sweetheart neckline complimenting her broad shoulders. She looks and feels like a princes, which is largely due to the fact that the skirt of her dress is completely made of lace and her hair is perfectly curled pulled together to one side. It's all so very unlike Kensi. So vastly different from the jeans, t-shirt and ponytail she wears nearly every day. But, that's what makes it perfect.

Deeks looks equally dapper in his light grey tuxedo, his black tie and white shoes a perfect complement to her dress. The blue rose pinned to his jacket a perfect accent to the already piercing blueness of his eyes. Eric and Nell stand on either side of him as his best man and her bridesmaid. Her arm is looped through her mother's and she has the most beautiful smile plastered on her face.
Julia places her daughter's hands in Deeks' and gives him an equally beautiful smile "Take care of her for me" she whispers before kissing him on the cheek. Deeks simply nods, giving Julia's hand a tight squeeze as quiet thanks. He will never forget how much that woman did for both of them, he's pretty sure that without her they wouldn't be standing here today.

Two hours later they are summoned to the dance floor for their first dance as husband and wife. Kensi places her head on his shoulder, her ear near his heart, the quiet thumping soothing her into a state of pure bliss. They did it, they made it, they got married.

"Are you happy?" Deeks' voice rumbles through her. She smiles up at him, the same bright smile that has been on her face the entire day.
"I sure am" she admits, kissing him soundly on the lips, their bodies swaying softly to the music of Justin Timberlake's mirrors.

Deeks tightens his grip on her a little more, pulling her in as closely as he can before whispering a heartfelt, quiet "I love you Mrs. Deeks Blye" in her ear. He feels her shutter, a quiet reminder that she's still not used to hearing that from him. Her beautiful eyes shine brightly upon him when she tilts her head up capturing his lips with her own "And I love you Mr. Deeks Blye"

They honeymoon in the Caribbean, in the most beautiful cabana, for a full week before Kensi's senses kick in and she practically makes him hightail them the hell back to Los Angeles. They are in no way workaholics but they both enjoy their jobs way too much to simply lay on a sandy white beach with absolutely nothing on their mind for longer than seven whole days. And it's not like they wouldn't be seeing each other anymore when they go back, they work together. They are going to be seeing each other pretty much 24/7, just like they have been doing for the past six years or so. But, despite that they don't tell people they're back for another week, simply giving themselves the time to enjoy and explore their bond as husband and wife before life and, inevitably, work draws them back to reality.

Being back in Los Angeles eased some of Kensi's nerves. She knows that they can manage perfectly without them, but that doesn't mean she doesn't like to have a finger on the pulse ever so often to see where they stand. And, if they were needed back at work, they'd both be there in a heartbeat. That's a lot easier to do from their home than from that little cabana in the Caribbean.

"You're a controller you know" Deeks tells her one night, when she checks in with Nell for the tenth time that day. She can't help but want to make sure everything in Los Angeles is safe and secure. Now that they haven't been in the office for over two weeks, she surely starts to feel a little restless "And yet you married me anyway" she chuckles.

She still can't believe they actually got married. Kensi Marie Blye is now and forever will be Kensi Marie Deeks Blye. They chose to hyphenate their names because of Kaylee. They wanted to give her, and their possible future children, both of their last names and they simply thought it would be weird if they didn't do the same when they got married. And if she's honest, she wouldn't have wanted to keep her own last name and as much as she would have been happy with only Deeks as their last name, Deeks himself had not wanted to hear any of it. Kaylee was part Deeks and part Kensi and he thought her name should represent that.

"What are you thinking about?" Deeks voice draws her out of her thoughts, and she focuses her eyes on him. "Kaylee" she admits quietly. There's still a pang in her heart every time she speaks her name but at least she's able to say it without feeling like the ground beneath her will swallow her whole.

Deeks rises an eyebrow "what about her" he asks. They haven't talked about Kaylee in a while. Not that they don't think about her, they do, every single day, but they don't talk about her as much as they did in the past.

"I was just thinking about how grateful I am that you let her have both of our last names" Kensi admits. The choice to hyphenate their names was theirs both, but the idea was all Deeks and she's so happy he insisted on it back then. At the time she couldn't have cared less, like pretty much everything didn't back then, but right now she can admit that she's happy he took control.

Deeks wraps his arms around her from behind and nuzzles his nose in the crook of her neck "She's part you and part me Kens. She deserves to have both our names"

Kensi swallows, feeling lonely tears prick behind her eyes. The grief and pain of loss isn't as overwhelming as it used to be but she still feels it, deeply. It's especially hard and fresh when she hears Deeks refer to Kaylee in the present tense, like she's still with them. She knows he only does that because that's how he keeps her memory alive and she wouldn't ask him to change it for anything, she just simply wishes that sometimes her mind would give her a little warning sign when the emotional turmoil becomes a little too much to bare. "Thanks for pushing it Deeks" she says, her voice cracking slightly. She can still remember the terrible fight they had over it. She just didn't see the point in giving her a name at all, she was dead. Who cared what she was called? Now she knows that it was the irrational grief talking but back then she thought she was perfectly normal in her perception of the situation.

"That's what I do sweetheart," Deeks smiles "push until you cave"

Kensi sighs deeply once more, trying to shake the emotional war going on in her mind. Her eyes sparkle and her hands find a way through Deeks' waistband, pulling him towards her slowly. "Is that right?" Kensi says sensually, the entire situation doing a one eighty "And how exactly do you do that?" She licks her lips seductively, leaving no room for argument to what she actually means.

Deeks seems to be catching on quick, looping his own arms around her tightly."I think it might be best to show you" he says, bringing one hand down to her ass. He tightens his hold on it long enough to swoop in, pick her up and throw her over his shoulder.

Kensi shrieks "Deeks, put me down" the sound of her laugh echo's through the hallway.
Deeks doesn't ease up, but simply hoists her up a little higher "No can do princess. I push until you cave"

He's playing with the ends of her hair when she's cuddled against him warmly, head on his torso, enjoying the quiet afterglow of love making when she suddenly utters his name "Deeks"

"Yes?" he asks, intrigued by her serious tone

Kensi lifts her head up, chin pressed into his torso "How do you think about having another baby?" She tries to read his reaction, searches his eyes for something, but they just stare at her blankly "Where is this coming from?" Deeks' surprised, they haven't talked about this since well, ever. He should have known that today's case was one to bring it up. They had been called in to investigate the murder of a young marine who left behind a wife and little baby boy, about two years old. The boy had taken to Deeks quite fondly very quickly and he had been on his tail the entire day. "I just saw how good you where with that baby today and it made me realize I still want that," she admits, confirming his suspicion "with you"

"Are you sure you are ready?" Deeks asks. It's not that he wants to ask, he needs to. He knows that trying for another baby isn't the same as actually getting to have to experience another pregnancy but he needs to know where her head is at. If she really wants this, if she's really ready to do this.

Kensi nods "I don't think there will ever come a time when I'll feel I am completely ready but I think right now is as ready as I'll ever be". She wants to tell him she's been discussing this with her mother and her therapist but she decides against it. She needs to convince him she's ready on her own, if she can't do that then she's not sure he's ready and if they are going to do this they are going to both be on board with it 100%.

"I'm not sure Kens. I don't want to push you" Deeks says, voicing his fears. He had thought about having other children before, actually right after they lost Kaylee. His therapist told him it might not be a good idea to bring it up because she would let him know when she was ready. The other reason was that he knew deep down that if they got pregnant again and had a child so soon after Kaylee they would always look at her as a substitute for the one they lost, and that's not something he ever wants to put a child through. Children should be born into this world because they're wanted for who they are, not for who they can represent.

Kensi smiles, she knows he's thought about it before. She's seen the longing in his eyes long before she felt the urge "You're not pushing me. I'm telling you. I want to try again"

"Okay" he says, kissing the top of her head lovingly.

She searches his eyes, she would have expected more of a fight from him, more of 'are you sure' and 'we're not ready' but apparently he's trusting her with this "Okay?"

"Yes, Okay, we'll try," Deeks locks his eyes with Kensi's "On one condition"

Ah, there it is. A condition. She thinks about retracting her previous statement, telling him she actually feels she isn't as ready as she thought she'd be but she'll give him the benefit of the doubt "Name it"

"If it becomes too much, emotionally I mean, you tell me. Or you go talk to someone. I don't want this to tear us apart"

Well, that's not a bad of a condition Kensi thinks"I can promise that," she admits. It's actually one she's really glad he made. She would have suggested therapy when she was to get pregnant again to help ease with the whirlwind of emotions sure to flood their way and she's happy she doesn't have to. They're on the same page with this, like with mostly everything these days"if you do the same"

Deeks doesn't have to think about that "Deal" he says resolute. If they are going to do this, they are going to do it right. They are going to accept all the help there is to offer and it's not going to break them or tear them apart. They've been through too much to lose each other again.

"So we're really doing this?" Kensi asks after a moment of silence. Her eyes are questioning but behind those beautiful round orbs he can see the determination and unwavering hopefulness that warms his heart.

"We are"

A/N I keep trying to upload on Sundays but then something happens and I either forget or just don't have the chance to do so. Well, I can keep saying I'm sorry for that or I can just let you enjoy the updates when they come (and just not promise things I don't know I can follow through with).

I hate asking for things but can I ask you guys to review once more? I've seen the reviews have been dwindling down since the last two chapters and I really just want you guys to let me know what you still think of this. It doesn't have to be an entire letter, just an encouraging word or two usually does the trick. It makes me write better, faster and makes updating a whole lot more fun.

See you all next week?