A/N: Written on the last day that of filming.
"You know, it's going to weird not going into work tomorrow," Kensi said, curling around Deeks arm as they lay in bed. "Well, I guess it's not work anymore."
Today, they'd finished their very last case as agent and investigator. It had felt surreal and completely normal at the same time as they said final goodbyes around the remnants of a small goodbye celebration. Yet, as they walked out the door, it seemed like any other day.
"It does," Deeks agreed softly. He hesitated before adding, "But, as much as I love our people, and loved the work we did to help people, I don't regret it."
He tipped his chin down to see her face and found contemplation. Even though Kensi had initiated their resignation and they decided it all together, he knew it would affect her more than him.
"Do you?"
"No." Her response was soft, a little muffled by his shirt. "I'm going to miss it all and it's going to take a lot of getting used to, but I don't regret it all." She twisted slightly, freeing a hand to brush through his hair.
"I'm looking forward to not being spread thin every day, spending more time with Rosa, with you." She smiled softly, fingers drifting to Deeks' neck. "I'm looking forward to having a future. No matter no terrifying it seems right now."
"We have so much to look forward to," Deeks murmured.
"Like not waking up at the crack of dawn," Kensi said, stretching up to kiss him. "And spending weekend mornings in bed."
"That sounds amazing."
Grinning, Deeks let Kensi tug him closer.