A/N: Haven't been on the baby train for awhile and I'm not completely yet but here's a little something.

"Well, that's officially it. Done with all law enforcement entities." Placing the guns back in their rightful places, Deeks can feel his heart rate speed up a bit. It's the feeling he fully expected when they decided to call it quits, full-on euphoria. And it's absolutely amazing.

"It's kinda weird. I thought I'd be more sad."

He pulls the gate shut and turns around meeting his now former partner's eyes. "You do realize you have tears in your eyes, right?"

"That's not what that's about." She does her best to keep the strain out of her voice but fails once she sees the worry in his eyes. Those beautiful cerulean blues.

"Don't tell me you changed your mind."

The brunette shakes her head, letting the unshed tears slip from her eyes as he wraps his arms around her waist, pulling her body into his. Her quickening heart rate immediately starts to slow down as his forehead meets hers. Releasing a calming breath, she's finally able to get her words together. "I didn't. It's just so much of our life has happened because of this place. I never expected any of it when I joined. My sole mission was to find my dad's killer and now I'm walking away willingly, something my 20-year-old self never imagined, with a life I never in my wildest dreams could've conjured up."

"You did good, baby. Your dad would be so proud of you."

A small smile crosses her face. "Yeah." Something about his words suddenly hit her in the chest, and she burrows her head in his chest letting all she's feeling come out fully. "He's gonna miss so much…already has."

"Oh, baby." The former investigator can feel tears well in his eyes as she continues to shake in his arms. Pulling her closer to him, he leaves no space between them. He knew it was gonna hit her hard eventually, but didn't expect it today.

"You know sometimes I imagine what it would've been like when I introduced you to him."

"If he's wearing an old Touching Wood t-shirt and rocking a mullet wig when I step through the door we have the same image."

She lets out a teary-eyed laugh as the snot dripping from her nose makes its way onto his t-shirt. "It's like we have one mind." She quickly sobers when a new wave of sadness crashes over her. "Then there's our wedding day, him meeting Rosa and teaching her all the stuff he taught me and…"

"What?"

"Being in the waiting room, nervously tapping his foot right along with Granger and Killbride as they wait for the baby to be born."

He pulls back, hands flying to her shoulders as he pulls her back at the same time. Brow furrowed he feels himself being to break out into a cold sweat. "Whose baby?"

"Kensi and Marty's." She nervously bites her lip as the confession leaves her lips and makes its way to his ears.

"Th-those are our names."

"Wow, you are more than just a pretty blond with an ass that won't quit."

His bottom lip begins to quiver as he looks for any sign that he misheard her. They're officially done with NCIS and the moment they are the love of his life is telling him they're having a baby? Can't be. "Are you sure?"

This time the tears falling from her eyes are paired with the brightest smile. "As sure as the 3 tests Fatima gave me."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I was on my way to when I realized what was going on but you weren't back from your dad Hellcat joyride with Sam yet."

"The one time he lets me drive for fun." Deeks shakes his head at the timing but it doesn't stop the smile from spreading to his face, that euphoric feeling back once again.

"How are you feeling?"

A smirk plays at the corner of his lips, eyes still glassy with unshed tears. "I can probably show you better than I can tell you."

He wraps his arms around her waist once again, pulling her into him. Their lips but a breath apart.

"Not in the armory." Her laugh suddenly switches to a moan and his lips find the lobe of her ear. "On the other hand, one last time wouldn't hurt. Not like they can fire us."

—-

4 years later

Kensi jumps up and erupts in a cheer as does the rest of the crowd when Rosa's foot connects with the ball and it sails into the upper right corner right past the reach of the goalie.

"GOAL!"

As their daughter celebrates with her team the brunette turns to her husband whose thrown their 3-year-old on his shoulders, both boys fists pumping in the air in excitement.

"Scoring for Yale in 89th minute, number 4 Rosa Deeks, assisted by number 13 Julie Williams."

Deeks' cerulean eyes meet her mismatched orbs, exchanging mirroring smiles. Uncurling his fingers, he directs his hand toward his wife, waiting for a high five as his mini-me does the same. "Don't leave me hanging, baby."

"Yeah, mommy, don leab us hangin'."

Shaking her head, as the whistle sounds the end of the game, she flashes her pearly whites at her husband connecting her hand with his, and after she connects with Michael's he jumps towards her half throwing himself on his mom while his ankles are still locked in Deeks' grip.

The former investigator huffs a laugh at the toddler's antics. "Hold on buddy."

Once he lets go, Kensi cradles their boy in her arms and starts blowing raspberries on his tiny cheek making him erupt with laughter. He'll never get enough of this. His mind briefly flashes to the day this beautiful, albeit sketchy brunette walked in on his op. Never in a million years did he think they'd end up here.

"Final score Connecticut Huskies 3 and your Yale Bulldogs 4. Thank you for coming out tonight and drive safely. We'll see you for the next game this Thursday when your Bulldogs take on Cornell for the Ivy League Conference championship."

Kensi senses Deeks eyes on her and stops her assault on their boy. She looks up, meeting his eyes and it suddenly feels like they're back in that moment in the boat shed confessing nothing but really everything. So much trust and dare she say love swarming in both of their eyes. It all led to this…every single moment they're shared together and apart.

They're so lost in the other they don't see Rosa run up with Julie until she's calling after her brother.

"Mikey!"

"Sissy!"

Michael all but jumps out of his mom's arms and into his sister's outstretched ones. His tiny arms wrapping around her neck in a big hug. "You did good."

She places a kiss on his cheek with a smile. "Thank you, bubba."

Kensi's heart melts more and more each time she sees them together knowing her husband feels the same. What started out in a gym got them to this. Life is…wild.

The pair exchange high fives with Julie and hugs with Rosa once Michael loosens his grip.

"You girls played an amazing game."

"Thanks, Mrs. Deeks."

Before Deeks can say anything one of the girls' teammates call out to them, coaxing them to come back over. Nodding Rosa looks at her brother who's already shaking with anticipation when he sees the soccer ball at her feet. "You wanna go kick the ball around?"

The 3-year-old pulls out the puppy eyes that are all Martin Atticus Deeks and makes sure to give a does to both his parents. "Pwease?"

"Go on." Kensi huffs a laugh as his hazel eyes light up in excitement and flings himself from his sister's grasp, hightailing it to the middle of the pitch.

As they run off onto the field Deeks wraps his arm around his wife's shoulders, pulling her into his side, and places a kiss on the top of her head, taking in her scent. "Mmm. Sunshine and Cheetos. Two of my favorite things."

"You can thank your son for the Cheetos."

He huffs a laugh and places another kiss on the top of her head. The feel of her body shaking against his makes him grow curious until he looks up and sees their boy practicing his celebration goal as he gets one past Julie.

He can't wipe the huge grin off his face when she turns into his chest, burrowing her face into him trying to muffle her terrifying cackle. "And you said we'd never end up happy together."

Her laughter quickly dies off as she tilts her head back, eyes meeting as she closes the distance between their lips. "Touche."