I changed out of Deeks' shirt and my shorts and pulled on jeans and a dark green and white striped shirt. I put on my usual amount of makeup and since my hair was still curly from last night I just ran my hand through it trying to smooth out the rough spots. I looked in the full length mirror. That should be good enough, I grabbed my phone, wallet and keys and waved bye to Nell as she slumped against the pillows drinking her coffee.

She grumbled a bye and continued to watch whatever she watching on TV. I closed the door to my room and let her have some peace and quiet.

I walked out and grabbed my own mug of coffee I had set down. I looked at the clock and saw it was 10:30. I still had plenty of time before heading out. I went back inside my room to see if Nell was up to talk.

I opened the door to see her slumping against the head against the bed frame on top of a bunch of pillows. I approached her cautiously, she was seriously hung over. She tore her eyes away from the T.V. "Hey," I whispered "You feeling any better?"

"I suppose. What even happened last night?"

"Oh nothing much. We got drunk, I called Callen, and he picked us up and drove us here…why are you looking at me like that?"

Nell looked at me with exasperation "Callen drove us here… as in THE Agent G. Callen? And I was drunk!? Why did you let me drink?"

"I-I didn't know you two had a thing and-and besides I would've asked Deeks to pick us up in that case." For a small girl like Nell, she looked remarkably intimidating and kinda scary. Much like Hetty, like an uncanny resemblance in the look she was giving me.

"Please, Deeks? That's the last person you would've called. Judging from the thing that happened in the kitchen, I'd bet a million dollars you don't want him to see you drunk, especially since you wanted to get drunk cause of him."

"No, no, I mean there are definitely other reasons why I didn't call Deeks." I said crossing my arms defensively across my chest.

"Really?" she stared me down with her critical stare. I looked into her hazel eyes, and I can honestly say she would be one hell of an investigator.

"Alright, fine. But you don't even know the whole story."

"Yeah? Well alright tell me, we have time and I'm not going anywhere."

So I filled her in on everything from inventing fake Ross to actually meeting a fake Ross to Deeks and I in the kitchen and how we're now in a relationship. As I told her the details, I could quite literally feel her analyzing and downright scary gaze on me. Was I making a mistake in getting into a relationship with Deeks? Maybe I should just wait. Sort things out a little more, think it through more carefully.

"Well it's about f*cking time!" she was practically jumping up and down on my bed. So much for doubts. "I can't even start on how perfect this is. It's statically impossible to happen but I guess you guys are the exception."

"Thanks I guess… I have to leave soon" I said looking at the clock it was 11. I would have to leave 30 minutes to be on time. I decided to turn the tables on her. "So you and Callen huh? When he carried you inside and laid you down on my bed he kissed your forehead. How long has it been?"

Nell just stared at me. Now that I think about it, I'm a little concerned for her. She's taking all this in a lot differently than I thought she would. She's a lot calmer than expected.

"You're serious? I mean the chances of this happening are slim to none. Callen actually came in to say goodnight and he carried me? I guess I owe him an apology."

"Apology? What happened?"

"Oh, that's not important. You got to get going! It's time for you to meet Ross! Go go go"

She shooed me out of my own house. I gathered my things again and walked out the door and started driving. My mind drifted off to what was happening. Everything was about to change, we have to hide our relationship until we know for sure this is what we want. 'We' is probably more like 'I'. I'm still not sure I want this, tons of things can go wrong. What if Deeks realizes what he's gotten himself into? He'll walk away the minute he realizes I'm not good enough for him. He'll realize I'm still broken from Jack. I won't be able to love him like I did Jack. It's not fair to him. I took in a deep breath.

I had stopped at a red light before the ramp to the Harbor freeway when my cell vibrated. I looked at the screen and saw Deeks had texted me now L.A is known for terrible traffic, which means I have a good solid 5 minutes to check my text messages. Screw the law, its Deeks.

I opened the message and read it, I felt all of my doubts melt away like ice in spring. I felt elated and extremely happy. I doubt I'll be able to stop smiling today, the message read:

'I'm glad you're all mine, Princess. Monty agrees and wants you to come over ASAP.'

The signal changed just as I put down my phone. I smiled as I drove onto the freeway. I know I'm doing the right thing now. Deeks understands me and I'm not gonna love him like I loved Jack, I'm gonna love him better. It may be too soon to tell him I may love him but eventually at some point I may be able to say it to him.

I kept driving and eventually got to Roy's Restaurant. I parked the car and got out and fixed my hair in the side view mirror. I walked into the restaurant after locking the car and opened the door to walk into the place.

It was a nice place, breezy, light, good atmosphere, I walked up to the lady behind the counter and said "Hi, I'm here for lunch with Ross Leighton."

"Oh, right this way ma'am. You're party is already here.

Alright I can do this. No need to be nervous, you're a federal agent for crying out loud.

"Hey!" Good God this is happening. I faced the tall handsome man I had met yesterday at the club, and noticed he looked even better in natural light. His blonde hair was shining and his brown eyes sparkled in the sun. But then I looked closer and to me his hair looked too clean cut and too blonde, his brown eyes weren't a piercing blue like Deeks'. I know what I have to do

"Hey Ross, look we have to talk."

He frowned slightly and said "Yeah, sure anything. What's up?"

Just then the waiter came and asked for our order. I looked at the menu and quickly repeated what I wanted. Ross did the same and after the waiter left he looked back at me and asked me to continue.

"Well the thing is, last night my friend and I were at the club because I wanted to forget about this other guy because I thought it wouldn't work between us- it's kinda complicated- but anyway I met you. I got up this morning and he was there making me breakfast and one thing led to another and now we're together. I really didn't mean to lead you on, ok I can't say that because I'm guilty and I don't feel good about it. There really isn't an excuse for letting you believe it-"

Ross extended his hand and placed it on top of mine. "I understand Kensi. I've done it before too. I do wish things would've worked out between us, who knows? I do hope you'll stay here and finish lunch with me though, I would hate to waste an opportunity like this."

I smiled at him, this was good. Really good. That's a huge weight off of my shoulder. "Of course. I'm starving. Besides it'd be great to know you better, a cliché but can we be friends?"

"I would be more than happy to be just friends. And I am curious about how you did that thing last night with the flipping and the handcuffs."

I laughed a little, this should be good "Oh, well I'm a cop."

"Really? Detective?"

"Yeah, how'd you know?" I said squinting my eyes, I gotta sell it.

"Just guessed, I suppose, how's your friend?"

I scoffed "Hung-over, she's like a rabid wolf. Much worse than you think."

He laughed, looks like he bought the cover story. Our food came and we spent the whole time talking and joking. He is good company to have around, but almost everything he said I would unconsciously compare them to Deeks. It was involuntary. I know for a fact I'm not gonna let Deeks go anywhere. He's mine.

I thanked him for lunch as he paid and told him to stay in touch if he needed anything.

"Good luck with that guy! What was his name you said?"

"Marty" I said with a smile. He smiled back and gave me a quick hug. I waved good bye and headed out to the car. I took in a deep breath, it had gone much better than I thought it would. I pulled out my phone before I started and saw I had a text from Nell.

'Good luck! And I raided your kitchen for Oreos, you're out. You may wanna get some more.'

Rolling my eyes, I replied with a quick thank you and started the car. I drove straight to Deeks' house. Me being with him is gonna take some getting used to, but it'll be ok.

I parked and got out. Triple checked my hair in the side view mirror and went to the front door of his apartment. Why does this feel different? I've been over to his place tons of times. I have these butterflies in my tummy and I feel like throwing up. I can't believe I feel like this it's abnormal. I knocked the door with hesitation waiting for him to open it was just plain torture. And I've been there before. This measures up pretty well, great now I'm acting like a high school girl in front of her crush. Get a grip, Blye.

I heard the chain and lock click from the other side and the door opened. Deeks came into view. His gold blonde hair messy to perfection and ocean blue eyes that were looking at me with so much lo- not love, not yet, but adoration and happiness. He opened his arms and I stepped into his embrace. Smelling ocean, him and a little cologne.

"Mmm, you smell good." I mumbled.

"I take it you're mine for real now?

I have an idea. "Well…" I said dragging it out.

"What you do you mean 'well', I thought you went to tell him it's over?"

I stepped around him and into his apartment. I ran into Monty who was close behind his owner. I plopped down on the couch and Monty did too. I pet him and gave him kisses. I swear that dog is in love with me. Not that I mind. I love that mutt too.

"I did. But what if I changed my mind?" I said teasingly.

"You- You're kidding right?"

"I went over there and we just talked."

"Fern, come on you're kidding right?"

I looked up from the couch and gazed at his face. He looked worried and tense. His brow knitted together, and concern was evident in his eyes, maybe I'd stretched it a little too far. I got up from the couch and walked up to Deeks.

"I was kidding Deeks. I'm yours."

"Really?" all of a sudden he looked like a little puppy when he hears the word 'walk'. I laughed and reassured him that I was kidding.

I wrapped my arms around his neck while his hands snaked around my waste. He pulled me closer and pressed his lips against mine. Every detail became sharper and I could feel the adrenaline pumping through me as I brought my hand to his hair, while I brought my other hand to his scruffy beard. I smiled against his lips, that hair, it was perfect to me. He pulled me as close as possible. Not once did we break our contact, we stumbled onto the couch and fell backward onto it.

His lips were soft and just intensified the kiss. His hand had tangled into my hair and his other hand under my shirt, which was touching my skin. Sending sparks through my body. I arched my back into him and moaned against his mouth. He left my lips, and kissed my jaw and went to my neck, he nibbled at the skin, and I couldn't help but moan. I felt Deeks chuckle against my skin and felt his scruff rub against it.

I brought his face back up and kissed him again, just when I thought it was gonna go to the bedroom, the doorbell rang.

I ACCTUALLY WROTE! This chapter is nice and long, I finally got a chance to do it. I'll be doing a couple more chapters and then it'll be over.

I need some advice though! Should I do a new story with Callen and Nell, it'll either stem off of this one or it can be a whole new plot.

If you guys will help me figure out which one to do I'll appreciate it very very much!

Rate, Review, do what you do! xoxo Maya