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Kensi was 4 months now, and definitely showing. Deeks would poke at her belly, and talk to it. At work, she pushed him away and claimed to hate it, but he knew she loved it. It reassured her that he was going to be a great dad, and wasn't going to leave her to raise 2 kids by herself. Kensi was officially on desk duty, and quite clearly despised it. Though she knew it was for her kids' safety, being stuck inside all day still sucked. However, it was a slow day, and her 3 teammates were sitting at their respective desks, too.
"I want to make a bet." Sam said.
"Oh God, you guys are really doing this?" Kensi groaned, dropping her pen onto her desk.
"It'll be interesting." Sam shrugged.
"2 girls." Callen said. "Because of Deeks' rotten luck. I'm surprised he can even handle you, let alone 3 princesses." That earned him a glare from Kensi, but they all laughed despite themselves.
"On the contrary, I think they're going to be boys." Sam said.
"That might work out for the best." Deeks replied. "But I have to say one of each. I can't picture myself without a son or a little princess."
"I thought I was your princess." Kensi said.
"You are. I said little."
"What are you implying?"
"Nothing." Deeks said quickly.
"I agree with Deeks." Kensi said.
"What's the pool?" Callen asked.
Sam mulled this over for a minute, then said, "20 bucks."
"Alright. May the most psychic win." Callen said.
Kensi and Deeks sat in the waiting room again, less nervous than last time, but still nervous.
"Kensi Blye." A nurse called nonchalantly, seemingly uncaring about the patients.
"Yeah." After a few moments of swatting hands, Kensi finally allowed Deeks to help her out of the chair.
"Follow me." The nurse said in monotone. Once in their room, Deeks finally spoke.
"I'm nervous, Kens."
"It'll be okay." Kensi squeezed his hand reassuringly.
"You're right. This could be fun." Deeks said.
"Hello, guys." Dr. Mason said.
"Hi." They both smiled.
"Well, Kensi, let's get you up on the table and see them!"
"Okay." With a shaky breath and a nervous glance at Deeks, she carefully got up on the exam table and laid down. Dr. Mason spread the goo, and moved the wand around on her stomach.
"Both of them look good. How are you feeling?" He asked.
"Good." Kensi replied. "I mean, sure I have morning sickness, but that's normal."
"I see you've done your research. Would you like to know what you're having?"
"Yeah." They both replied in unison.
"I see a boy and a girl." Dr. Mason said, his face beaming for the two.
"Wow." Deeks looked up at the screen in wonder. No longer were those little bean shaped things, little bean shaped things. They were his son and daughter. And he was having them with the only person in the world he could ever want to have them with.
"That's good. I can deal with that." Kensi said, looking at Deeks.
"Yeah. If we were having 2 girls, I think you'd screw them up." As an afterthought, he added, "No offense. I just mean, cause, you know, you're not the most feminine person…"
"Deeks, you should just shut up while you still have your teeth."
Dr. Mason flipped through a chart. "You're vitals look good. I'm not having any worries at this point. Unless you have any questions, you can make an appointment for 8 weeks."
"I think we're good. Kensi?" Deeks said.
"Yeah, we're good. Thanks." Kensi hopped off the table.
"Okay then. See you in 8 weeks." With that, Dr. Mason offered a smile and left. Kensi and Deeks scheduled their appointment, and walked out, hand in hand.
Back at OPS, Sam, Callen, and Hetty greeted them with anxious faces. Deeks looked at Kensi. She nodded at him.
"Well, it looks like you guys owe us each 20 dollars." Deeks smirked.
"Congratulations!" Hetty said, with almost too much enthusiasm. Callen and Sam coughed up the cash, and offered congratulations as well. "Now, go home. I assume you will be needing to redecorate." Hetty said.
"Thank you." Kensi said graciously. She and Deeks gathered their things and left.
Back at Kensi's house, they finished clearing out her spare room. They stared at the tope walls, and the hardwood floor.
"We definitely need to paint and put carpet down." Kensi said.
"Yeah." He agreed. "We also need another thing."
"Furniture, I know." When he didn't respond, Kensi glanced at him, and found Deeks down on one knee. "Oh my God." A hand flew up to her mouth, and tears pooled in her eyes.
"Kensi Marie Blye, you are the love of my life. I can't picture spending eternity with anyone else except you. Will you marry me?"
"Deeks…" She desperately wanted to say yes. But her mind instantly flashed back to Jack, and she couldn't make her mouth move. Deeks' face fell.
"If this is too soon, we don't have to."
"No, Deeks, it's just… I don't know. The only reason you're doing this is because I'm pregnant. And after what happened with Jack, I'm just not ready." She said. "I'm so sorry." She whispered, tears falling down her flawless cheeks.
"Kensi, it's okay. I don't blame you. I completely understand. Just let me know when you're ready." Deeks said.
"I will." Kensi hiccupped.
"But in the meantime, we should start decorating. I'm thinking blue and pink walls, and a gray carpet."
Kensi wrinkled her nose. "No daughter of mine will be dressed in pink. Neither will her walls. Yellow. Yellow and blue and gray."
"But blue and pink would be so cute!" Deeks insisted.
"On second thought, green walls and yellow carpet. It's bright, but not frilly." Kensi said.
"Okay. That might not be so bad." Deeks said.
"Let's go grab some lunch at a Chinese restaurant, and get the paint, and pick out the carpet. We can start installing it, and start painting as soon as we're done that. Or maybe we should paint first in case it drips. But I'm not supposed to be around paint cause of the fumes. I guess you 3 will have to paint, and then you can help me with the carpet." Kensi rambled.
"Of course you can install a carpet." Deeks said sarcastically.
Lunch went by, surprisingly, without any incidents. Now at the store, they couldn't agree on anything.
"I want a vibrant yellow!" Kensi said.
"Well, I'm just trying not to blind our kids." Deeks said.
"I want crayon color yellow, as well as crayon color green." Kensi said.
"Kens, you're giving me a headache. Can't we go a little less bright? Something more springy?" Deeks groaned.
"Deeks!" Kensi yelled, but yet it was controlled.
"Fine. Now that I think about it, babies rooms are supposed to be bright. But when they go blind, I'm blaming it on you." Deeks put his hands up in surrender. Smiling triumphantly, Kensi loaded the paint into the cart, and filled out the order form for the carpet. Though Kensi was annoying him, Deeks was the happiest he'd ever been.
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