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Chapter 25

'Maybe we should be looking for a new place,' Kensi announced as she was walking around Deeks' apartment and Deeks looked up surprised from his newspaper.

'Since when is there something wrong with my place? he asked, looking around. 'It's fine or am I wrong?' Kensi took a deep breath and sat down beside him.

'There is nothing wrong with your place,' she replied. 'But now...we're going to be a family...and we both still have our places...my home and your home...but maybe a chance we should have our home...' Deeks smiled and he raised his eyebrows.

'Are you asking me to move in with you, Kensi Blye?' he asked and Kensi punched him in his arm. 'Ouch!'

'We're practically already living together,' she told him. 'I am never at my place. I'm always here with you and Narah...'

'I know,' he replied. 'And I like that...but are you ready to give up your place...giving up your fleeing option? I would understand it if you need to have your own place in case all this family stuff gets a little too much for you...' Kensi smiled at him.

'I don't need to flee,' she assured him and she leaned closer to kiss him. 'I have nothing to flee from.'

'Then we can look for a new place,' Deeks told her.

'Are we moving?!' Narah asked who had just walked into the room. 'What is wrong with your place?' Deeks laughed at Kensi, who rolled with her eyes.

'It's my place,' Deeks explained. 'We need our place.'

'Really?' Narah asked and Deeks and Kensi nodded. 'Am I...can I...help with...'

'Picking out a place?' Kensi finished for the teenager and Narah nodded. 'Of course, how else will it be our place?'

'It needs a garden,' Narah immediately noted and she sat down in the chair. 'Oh and a swimming pool! How great would that be?!'

'Think about the money,' Kensi warned but she was smiling at her enthusiasm.

'Okay, we can leave the swimming pool out,' Narah smiled. 'And the garden doesn't need to be huge...but I always wanted a real garden...'

'A garden sounds nice,' Kensi agreed.

'Well, I am not mowing the grass,' Deeks told them and the three of them laughed. He grabbed his laptop. 'But I agree that a garden sounds nice. So it will be a house with a garden and perhaps a swimming pool...' Narah moved over to the couch to see what houses the search came up with.

Deeks sighed as he stood in front of the precinct. He actually didn't want to go in at all. He wanted to be at home, looking for houses with Kensi and Narah. He knew the reason why Bates was ordering him back and he absolutely wasn't planning on it. But he collected all his little motivation and walked in. Glares were shot at him but he ignored them all. In a straight line he walked to Bates' office. The faster he could leave, the better.

'Ah, detective Deeks,' Bates greeted, too cheerfully to Deeks' liking. 'Take a seat. There is much to discuss and not much time.' Deeks took a seat in the chair Bates had pointed at.

'What is the case?' Deeks sighed, wanting to get to core of the story.

'Well, we have been looking into a gang for quite some time now and an opening has come up,' Bates started. 'A spot you will get the chance to fill in. The gang has been smart and we could never prove anything, but we suspect them of selling drugs, guns and people. If you're willing to pay the right price…I need you to go under and try to infiltrate the gang, to give us the prove we need to put the behind bars all together.' Deeks shifted uncomfortably in his chair. An undercover operation was the last thing he needed right now.

'Sir, it's a little complicated…' he started but Bates put his hand up.

'I know you got used to working for NCIS,' he interrupted. 'Miss Lange seems to be quite fond of you, but you still work for LAPD, which means me! You are going under!'

'Sir, it's not NCIS…' Deeks tried to explain. 'It's…Me and….I'm in the middle of an adoption procedure. I can't leave all off the sudden, not like that…with all due respect…'

'With all due respect, detective Deeks,' Bates warned, 'if you don't go undercover, you will no longer have a job. And last time I checked, you really need a job to be considered for adoption…and this time Miss Lange won't be able to help you, or anyone else of your little team. Next week 7 a.m. sharp you report to me.' Deeks shook his head in disbelieve. But once Bates dropped the file in front of him and Deeks got a glance at the pictures, he knew he would be standing right here next week, 7 a.m. sharp. He could not refuse after seeing the pictures of those young teenage girls and Bates knew he wouldn't. He was like an evil Hetty.

Deeks didn't look pleased when he walked back into the bullpen after the meeting at LADP. He looked even less pleased when he usually did when he came back from the precinct. Kensi glanced at him, hoping for some answers, but he buried himself in the paperwork. Not until they were walking towards Julia's door, Kensi had a chance to ask Deeks about the meeting.

'I need to go undercover for awhile,' Deeks told her after a deep breath and Kensi just stared in shock at him.

'For how long?' she managed to ask.

'Undetermined for now,' he answered and he knocked on the door. Kensi averted her eyes from him and stared at the flower pots beside the door. Undercover…for undetermined time…what would that mean for the adoption procedure? She had not a chance to ask him that as Julia opened the door.

'Ah, you came in time,' she greeted smiling. Deeks and Kensi both smiled weakly at her and stepped inside. Julia took a breath and closed the door.

'So, how were your days?' she asked.

'Not right now, mom,' Kensi told her mother and she walked into the living room where she expected to see Narah, but the teenager wasn't there. Julia joined her.

'She is in the kitchen,' she told Kensi. 'She actually made dinner for the all of us, so try to be a little more cheerful.' Kensi smiled and walked into the kitchen where Narah was standing in front of the stove, concentrating on the pancake in the pan. She even had a little flour or something on her cheek.

'Smells good,' Deeks said, who appeared behind Kensi. Narah turned around with a shy smile on her face.

'I made dinner,' she pointed at the pile of pancakes. 'Well Julia helped me…It's almost ready.'

'I can't wait,' Deeks smiled. 'I'm hungry and it looks really good, Narah.'

The dinner had been a success and the desert, homemade tiramisu, was amazing. Julia had packed the leftovers and given them to Narah to take home. Even though the evening had been great, Narah had noticed something between Deeks and Kensi when they drove back in silence, and it feared her a bit. A fight was the last thing what they needed now. They all quietly walked inside and after putting the leftovers away, Narah could no longer take it.

'What happened?' she asked and Deeks and Kensi glanced at each other. Narah crossed her arms, hating when they did that. Deeks gestured for them to sit on the couch and he took a deep breath.

'I have to go undercover for LAPD,' he told her. 'And I don't know for how long yet.' Narah looked at Kensi, whose eyes had turned sad.

'Oh I understand,' Narah slowly spoke and she let her head hang. It had always been too good to be true.

'Hey, don't worry,' Kensi told her and she stroked the girl's head. 'We're going to make it work. We're still going to be a family.' Narah shrugged and looked away. Then she remembered something and she faced Deeks.

'Why don't you join NCIS?' she asked him. 'You already have the papers.' Deeks looked in shock at Narah and Kensi at her turn at Deeks. Narah looked from Deeks to Kensi. Did she say something wrong?

'What papers?' Kensi asked confused and a little pissed off. Narah took a deep breath. She indeed had said something wrong.

'How do you know about the papers?' Deeks asked Narah, ignoring Kensi for that moment.

'Umm…in the drawer of the desk…' Narah answered hesitantly. 'I was looking for a working pen for my homework…and I just found it…they were lying there…'

'Deeks, what papers?!' Kensi repeated, a little more forceful.

'Hetty gave me papers to become a NCIS agent awhile back,' Deeks explained. 'She gave me to sign them whenever I wanted…and I guess I never wanted it…' Kensi's back straightened and Deeks put his hand on her knee. 'Not because I don't like working with you and the rest of the team. It's just…I always been a cop…it's who I am…'

'And because of who you are, we now have to worry about the adoption procedure,' Kensi said harshly and Narah got up. She did not want to hear this. Hearing one fight had been enough. She grabbed Monty's leash, called for the dog and walked out of the door, ignoring Deeks and Kensi's calls.

As almost every day was a warm day in Los Angeles, there were still people on the beach, enjoying the last moments of warmth. Narah slowly walked over the warm sand with Monty beside her. This was how it always went. Always there was moment where everything came crashing down and turn her life upside down again. Now Deeks was leaving them for who knows how long and instead of enjoying the time they have left together, they fight. And they fight because she had to open her big mouth. Monty's nose pushed against her leg and Narah noticed she had stopped walking. Also she noticed it was getting late. The beach started to get abandoned and right now, Narah did not wanted to be the only one on the beach. So she turned around and headed back to the apartment. Bright light was falling out of the window but Narah sat down on the bottom stair and she took a deep breath. Monty laid down his head on her knee.

Deeks glanced out of the window and he saw Narah sitting on the stairs, talking to Monty and he smiled weakly. He wasn't doing a good job of taking care of her right now. She seemed more miserable than before. He looked over his shoulder to see Kensi sitting on the couch, deep in thoughts. They all were and all were thinking about the same thing: the adoption procedure. Narah had been right to ask why he didn't just sign the papers. He should sign the papers. Why didn't he want to? LAPD treated him as crap and NCIS had made him feel home. Without thinking a second longer he turned around, walking to the desk and taking out the papers. He dropped them on the coffee table in front of Kensi, because he wanted to make sure she would see him sign them.

'Deeks…' Kensi mumbled and she grabbed his hand before he could put it down on the paper. 'You need to be sure yourself you want this…not because of any other reason…' Deeks looked her in her mismatched eyes.

'I want to be with you two,' he told her. 'That is my reason to sign. LAPD is stopping me from being with you…so yeah, I am ready to become an agent.' Kensi smiled and she kissed him softly on his lips.

TBC