Author's Note- Densi chapter time!

I'm going home from holidays on Friday night, so updates will become more frequent by Sunday, and then I'm back to school Wednesday. I'll probably have at least 1 update a day from then on. :)

I don't own NCIS or any of its characters, all mistakes are mine.

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Chapter 14.

Kensi's POV.

My feet are hurting, I'm tired, and my muscles are aching all over. Thank God the night's almost over. The night wasn't at all bad, I got to spend some time with my friends outside of work, I got to dance with many handsome sailors, government officials, but, when I was dancing, I could only think of one person- Martin A. Deeks. Tonight he looks very suave in his tuxedo, and I can barely take my eyes or my mind off of him.

When he asked me to dance, my pulse started racing. Those blue eyes staring down at my mismatched ones make it hard to refuse. He is an amazing dancer. I'll make fun of him later.

"Well, ladies and gentlemen, the night is over, and I hope you had a wonderful evening." Hetty said. "You may make your own way home, and I expect your suits and dresses back in wardrobe first thing Monday morning."

"Why not tomorrow Hetty?" Callen asks.

"You have tomorrow and the weekend off. Go do something fun for yourselves! I'll see you all Monday."

"Thanks, Hetty." We all say in unison, as she walks away.

"Well Gibbs, Dinozzo, when are you heading back to D.C?" A.J asks.

"Our flights' in two hours. At least these are our own suits." Dinozzo says. "I guess we better get going, huh boss?"

"Yeah, Dinozzo. It was a pleasure working with you guys again." Gibbs says.

Handshakes and goodbyes were exchanged and the two men left to catch their flight.

"So, Fern, wanna split a cab?" Deeks asks me.

"My car's still at Ops. I was going to swing by and pick it up." I answer.

"Great, then I'll come with you. You can drop me home." Did he just wink at me? No. Did he though?

"Fine. Let's go then. Bye guys." I say.

"Bye Kenz, Deeks." Everyone says.

Outside, Deeks calls a cab. We both get into the car and I give the driver the address. The NCIS parking garage is located half a mile away from the Ops centre, for security reasons. And I tell the driver an address which is another quarter mile from the parking garage.

"You danced a lot tonight, Fern. You must be tired." Deeks says when we arrive at my car. "Here, let me drive." I am already opening the drivers side door. I finish unlocking the door and turn around to answer him.

"No, Deeks. No way in hell-" My voice was cut short when he planted his lips on mine. I'm stunned for a moment, unable to move. When he pulls away, his arms are up against the car, pinning me to the side of the vehicle.

He sees the shocked look on my face and his arms drop to his sides.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have-" This time, it's his voice that is cut off. I kiss him. And he kisses me back with such passion that I think I might keel over.

After several minutes, he pulls back, and rests his forehead against mine, our noses touching.

"Deeks, I-" I begin.

"No, Fern, don't say anything. Don't say anything." He says.

"I was gonna say, you still want me to drop you home?"

He smiles that crooked, mischievous smile and says, "I'll drive."

"No, you won't. My car."

He looks down to my dress. "No offense, Kenz, but your driving is insane at best, on a normal day. There is no way you can drive in that."

I decide he's right. "Okay. But if you hurt my car-"

"I know, I know. You'll go all ninja-assassin on me."

I smile, and he leans over to kiss me. I stop him.

"If you kiss me now, we'll never leave this car."

"Right."

"Patience, Deeks."

We talk all the way back. Our witty banter and arguements about which is better; Lucky Charms or Coco Pops.

"Lucky Charms are obviously better, Deeks." I say.

"No way! Coco Pops are the best."

"No, they aren't."

"Yes, they are."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

That went on for 10 minutes, and only stopped when Deeks pulled the car into his driveway.

"You want a beer, Fern?"

"I think I want more than a beer, Shaggy." I say.

He smiles. "Well, come on then, we don't have all weekend."

"Yes, we do, Deeks." I say, getting out of the car.

"Great, cos it might take us all night to just get you outta that dress." He says, still smiling.

"You'd be surprised."

"Really? About what?"

"You'll find out."

He takes one step closer to me.

"You gonna kiss me, or what?"

He smiles, and leans down to kiss me. I took my heels off in the car, so now he's taller than me. He pulls away from the kiss, and fumbles with his keys.

When the door finally unlocks, I barely get a glimpse of his place before he sweeps me off my feet. Literally.

The next morning.

I awake to the sound of my phone ringing. Please don't let it be a case, please don't let it be a case.

It's not Ops, but it is Nell.

"Hullo?" I say in a voice heavy with sleep.

"Did I wake you? Sorry." Nell says through the phone as I check the clock. 10:46.

"Yeah, you woke me. What's up?" I look over to the other side of the bed. Empty.

As my brain wakes up, I catch a smell of cooking wafting into the room. I throw on Deeks' t-shirt that was draped over the back of a chair in his room. It has the words Los Angeles Police Dept. on the front.

"I was just wondering if you wanted to meet for coffee later." Nell says through the phone. "But if you're busy..."

"No, I'm not busy, I'll meet you at The Coffee Bean in an hour."

"Sounds great, see you then."

I say a goodbye, and hang up the phone.

"Something smells good." I say to Deeks.

"Yeah. Me."

I give a laugh. I wrap my arms around him, and place a light kiss on the back of his neck. "What's cooking?"

"Breakfast. Pancakes."

"Oooh, they ready yet?"

"Just about."

"Hey, I gotta meet Nell for coffee in an hour, so breakfast will have to be quick." I say.

"Okay. Want me to drive you?"

"My car's outside, Deeks. Plus, I gotta drop that dress off at the dry cleaners or Hetty will have my head on Monday."

"Is that the only reason?"

I sigh. "It's not that I don't wanna be seen with you, its just-"

"You want to figure out what we are first. Here's your pancakes."

I take the plate of delicious looking pancakes. "Thanks. I hope you're not mad at me."

"I'm not Kenz." He says placing his hands on my shoulders. "I like you. I really do. I like you more than I've ever liked anyone before. It's just gonna be hard, with our jobs and all. We're partners, and if our emotions get in the way of an investigation, or if-" He stops short of finishing his sentence.

"If what?" I ask.

"If you get hurt. I wouldn't be able to live if something happened to you."

"Deeks, we put our lives on the line to protect our country. It's what we have to do." I stop. "It just means that we have to work harder to make this work. And I want it to work."

"I do too, Fern."

"So, this is- what exactly?"

"I guess, we could try dating, and if it works-"

"Then we tell the team." I say, finishing his sentence.

"Exactly." He says, starting his pancake.

5 minutes later, we finish our breakfast.

"I'm gonna go get dressed. The coffee shop where I'm meeting Nell is all the way across town, and I have to drop the dress off at the dry cleaners." I tell Deeks.

"What are you gonna wear?" he asks. "You can hardly go all the way across town in my t-shirt."

I hold up a bag. "I keep spare clothes in my car. Just in case."

He smiles. "Well, you better get going then."

I quickly change, and go out to my car. Deeks runs out after me.

"Hey, Kenz?" He shouts.

"Hmm?" I say looking at him.

"If we're doing this whole 'dating' thing, let me take you out to dinner tomorrow night."

"Yeah, sounds great. Call me?" I say.

"Definitely." He says with a smile.

So there is the Densi chapter, I hope you liked it!

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