Wasn't sure if the photo we saw was before or after the wedding but after felt right.

As he lays his jacket across the dining room chair, the sound of Kensi's heels clacking getting closer and closer pulls his attention to the hall doorway. She's standing there, beautiful as ever but as his eyes trace her body from head to toe for the thousandth time today, his attention zeros in on her glassy mismatched orbs, and worry sets in.

"Hey, you feeling any better?"

Nervously biting her bottom lip, she keeps her eyes trained on his. "Ye-yeah, I am actually."

"Hey." Not buying her words, he closes the distance between them, his arms finding their way around her waist. "What's wrong?"

She lets out a soft laugh, shaking her head as tears being to fall from her eyes. "Nothing. Nothing's wrong."

"What's with these tears then? Was it the wedding? Do you wanna marry your gorgeous husband again or something?"

"Maybe later."

"I'll hold you to that."

"Good."

"What's going on then?"

"I've been feeling crappy the past few weeks and just assumed it was because of the end of the school year and work and Mr. Romance keeping me up almost every night."

"Gotta keep my ladybird happy."

A small smile curls at her lips before leaning in to meet his. "You've been keeping her very happy so much so that it's come with a little gift."

"Gift?"

"Uh-huh."

His brow furrows trying to put the pieces together but honestly, she's gonna have to spell it out for him cuz the thin material of her dress is making Mr. Romance realize how little material is actually between them. "I'm not gonna lie, baby. I'm a little lost here."

"You."

He nods.

"And I."

He nods again, hanging on her every word.

"We each have special things in our bodies that when mixed together create something."

Then it clicks. "You mean…"

Bringing her hands up from their resting spot on his chest, she cradles his head, making sure he understands what she's about to say. "We're having a baby."

He feels his jaw drop before his mind fully processes what his wife just said. "I'm pregnant?"

"No, you dork, I am."

There's a tightness in his throat as he asks the question he's not sure he actually wants to know the answer to. "Really?"

Leaning in, Kensi closes the distance between them once more, pressing her lips to his. "Really, really."