Drabble: Deeks calls Kensi to save him from an Ex at a club. – requested by anonymous.

He thought it was a nice evening and it was a good idea to spend it at a bar, winding down after a hard day at work. Thought his hopes of winding down were ruined when his super bubbly Ex found him sitting at the bar.

"Maaaarty." Her high pitched voice was heard and he cringed immediately. Why out of all bars in Los Angeles did she have to be here.

"Melanie." He sighed and turns around to face her. "Good to see you."

"Yeah, well I don't think so, Marty. Why didn't you call me?" She confronted him.

"Oh..well about that…I am actually seeing someone and we were in the middle of figuring it out while we had this fling between us."

"Fling?" she asked outraged. "That was more than a fling and you're just an asshole that hasn't got the balls to admit that."

Inwardly he rolled his eyes, god how nuts was this girl. He hasn't promised her a relationship when they had a simple one night stand but it seems like she thought he did. Without her noticing, and he thanked god for that, he quickly typed a message.

SOS. Bar, ex here, partner needs saving. –d

Kensi meanwhile in her living room, winding down with a simple episode of Topmodel and a pint of ice cream groaned when her phone signaled a new message from her partner. Reading it she groans again because there was no chance that she let him down after he had helped her at a similar problem just a week ago.

Dressed in casual clothes, and she really considered to go in her pj's, she made herself to the bar. Entering she immediately recognized the blond mop of her that was currently being bombarded by some blonde bimbo. Great, she thought, it's one of those. With strong strides she comes closer and halts in front of them, shoving his shoulder lightly but made it look roughly.

"You asshole. You really think this is a way to deal with it?"

"What the-?" he asked confused. Yeah, he had asked her to help him but right now he couldn't find how this would help him.

"You really think that just running out on me and your boy is working? Just because he's whining and crying you've had enough? Well newsflash this is your boy that you've run out on and you better get your ass back to him." She made a scene and had to fight the smile that was threatening to break out on her face because of the dumbfounded look of the blond bimbo.

"You.. you have a son?" she spat disgusted.

"It's not really like that." Deeks tried to reason.

"Oh it really is like that." Kensi told the girl. "He has been sitting by the door ever since you left and what do you? You're here drinking as if he means nothing to you." She continued to rant.

"Don't you say that, he means the world to me." Deeks finally got the hang of it.

"Then get your ass home and show it to him." She hit him to bring the point across.

"Listen to your wife, Marty. Go back to your son. This never happened." The blonde said.

"I'm sorry Melanie." Deeks pleaded.

"Save it and save your marriage."

"Sorry.." he turns back to Kensi and plays his part again. "Is he still at home? Did you leave him alone?"

"Of course not you idiot. Mrs Roberts is watching him." She played the outraged wife.

"Let's go home." Deeks said and took her hand which she pulled out, after all she still had to play the angry wife because blondie was still watching. She marched out of the bar, Deeks following.

"My place." He nodded at her and she followed his car to his place.

"So…where is this supposed baby boy we got." He smirks handing her a beer. "Oh wait." He pulls the beer out of her reach. "If you're pregnant you can't have that."

The signature punch followed immediately while she snatched the beer back.

"You really think you could get me pregnant by mocking my food, bantering with me or just looking at me? Dream on, Shaggy." She smirks and sips her beer.

Though if it was an option would just the future tell us.