If I should die
Chapter 3
Want to stay right here till the end of time
The house was warm, windows opened wide allowing a breeze holding the warmth of the sun to filter through the house. The silence was peace, interrupted only for the song of the birds and the slow, rhythmic, breathing she could faintly hear. The room was familiar with its high cream ceilings, antique archways and cherry stained wooden floors she knew would be cold in the winter. Her sock clad feet were folded on the couch that she was comfortably reclined across.
She wasn't sure that she'd ever felt so…serene. Her whole world was calm, she was calm. Her eyes were closed, eyelids folded shut comfortably and there was a warmth beneath her chin, across her chest that only made her feel whole…complete.
She expected for her body to tense when she heard footsteps padding across the floor behind her, down the hall. Peculiarly however the sound simply caused the corners of her lips to be tugged upwards. A soft pressure on her forehead caused her eyes to open into blue. His eyes were just the same as they'd always been. She smiled in earnest before he leant further over her shoulder and she watched him a warmth that she couldn't credit the sun for spreading through her chest as he pressed his lips to the top of another head.
She observed the small body cradled in her secure arms, against her chest. Their daughters head resting beneath her chin, her small, rhythmic breaths causing her body to rise and fall where she lay sound asleep on her mother's chest, oblivious of her father's affection. Her tiny eyelashes lay against her rose cheeks and beneath the tiny eyelids to which they belonged she knew were identical orbs to the ones she'd stared into only the moment before, been lost in many times before.
He slid behind them, pushing her upwards slightly before he could ease into the chair, causing her to cradle her daughters head instinctively. His lips brushed her neck and she relaxed back against him allowing her eyes to close once more wishing on the warm breeze that the moment would never end.
Till the earth stops turning
When she opened her eyes once more she could hear pattering against those floors. Gone was the warmth from a moment before replaced with a slight chill and she noted the windows were closed and painted with a cold mist. Her icy soles confirmed the cold of the floorboards in the winter and she looked down to see the apple she was slicing through.
Turning she took in the large kitchen, walking around the island which stood in the centre and found herself slipping into the small space behind the door. Not a moment later a tiny figure ran at full speed into the room skidding to a stop and Kensi's eyes creased with her wide smile. Curly dark hair whipped around the small girls head as she searched the room. Another figure entered the room, one much more familiar which leant down to exchange words with the girl who came up only to just above his knee and she flung around her blue eyes landing on her hiding mother before laughing loudly and jumping up and down with her success in delight.
Kensi caught her daughter who threw herself towards her hoisting her up to sit on her hip. It was then that Callen turned and grinned at mother and daughter with laughing eyes, coffee cup in hand, an identical one beside him on the bench, hers. And of course a sippy cup beside that. Suddenly a cry echoed through the room and the girl wriggled in her arms to be put down before announcing that she would get him!
Kensi bewilderedly peered at the small monitor on the bench and Callen just chuckled before pressing a kiss to the side of her head sharing her sentiments at the early hour their children apparently preferred to begin their days.
She leant against the island and listened through the monitor as the crying quietened as a small sweet voice hushed and sang before her Dad arrived.
Her smile was inevitable. And to that sound she could listen forever.
Gonna love you till the seas run dry
Her hands smoothed down the soft material as she sucked in a lung full of clean, crisp air that smelled of grass, flowers and but a slight ocean saltiness. The wooden door from behind her opened and she turned on her heel to see her partner move through the doorway. He suddenly paused in the frame to stare at her for several moments before his face cracked with a smile.
Beautiful. She replied with her own smile before turning back to the mirror her eyes catching her mother's for the slimmest of moments. The older woman placed a hand on her shoulder squeezing gently before tucking a piece of Kensi's hair behind her ear and slipping from the room. She left the door slightly ajar and the rays of sun that slipped through it caused the dust in the air to shine like glitter.
Her partner stood beside her as he had for years upon years, never leaving, and never failing to have her back just as he was there to do again. It was to him she owed this day, and every one she would have afterwards. He nudged her arm slightly and she met his eyes in the mirror, observing them both. She in a simple yet flawlessly elegant white dress and he in a black suit.
Proud. His eyes shined back at hers which later she would think about teasing him for. He wasn't her father, it wasn't how she had imagined it happening before but this man, her partner, Marty Deeks NCIS, was the only man she would ever have wanted to take the most important walk of her life alongside. And so the two partners stepped into the sunshine, and out of the room, and Deeks lead Kensi arm in arm towards the rest of her life who stood beside his own partner at the altar.
I've found the one I have waited for, the one I've waited for
And then there was no more still, no more calm, no more peace. It was frantic now, frantic, frazzled flashes of images that flickered into her vision too fast for her to see them all.
A smirking drug dealer, undercover agent, with pretty eyes, her first NCIS mission – Smart mouthed Mike Renko and solid, steady and reliable Sam Hanna – Leroy Jethro Gibbs who Callen looks at in a different way than she's ever seen him look at anyone – Sweet-talking Tony Dinozzo and beautiful Kate, infallible Abby Scuito, ever-loving Ducky – Growing Family – no nonsense Ziva David – Team bonding – Mike Renko stolen from beside her, promising he will be back - Sweet and ambitious Dom who watches her every move and would undoubtedly break her heart – Sam pulling her from the ground before Dom's funeral – Callen finding her in the bar after work taking her home – Incredible Nell – A new sister - Marty Deeks LAPD – Almost killing Marty Deeks LAPD everyday thereon – Her father – Her Mother - Jack - Deeks pulling her from the wreck – Nell and Eric - Shoving him out of the way of the oncoming car – Michelle and Sam's gorgeous children - Undercover agent – Undercover student – Undercover wife – Undercover teacher – Undercover nurse– Undercover doctor- Undercover secretary - Undercover real estate agent – Undercover car sales – Undercover weapons trader – Undercover sister, mother, aunt, kindergarten teacher, garbage collector, pretty girl, dangerous woman, terrorist - Bringing the kidnapped child home – Finding answers for the newly widowed sergeant – Callen looking at her – Looking at Callen – Nate comes home – Senior Agent Kensi Blye- The always all-knowing Hetty – Christmas party - Team bonding - Marty Deeks NCIS – Gibbs sitting across from Callen in his then house smirking knowingly when Kensi turns up – Eric holding a small red-headed child a smile so wide she thought impossible – A question - Tying up loose ends - I do Callen pressing his lips against hers – Kensi Blye-Callen - A new house with high ceilings and wooden floors, a perfect find, courtesy of the one Henrietta Lange – Leaving their rings in the ceramic clasp box together before leaving for work – Racing to work - A scream that sounded like her own tearing from her throat as a pressure in her stomach intensified and she knew it was time to push – tiny fingers wrapping around one larger one – Blue eyes taking in the world around – sleepless nights full hearts – Uncle Deeks, Uncle Sam, Aunt Nell, Uncle Eric and Uncle Nate – Cases - Teasing Deeks about the woman with a gorgeous smile and kind eyes – Missing children, holding their child at the end of the day – Tony and Ziva - First steps – First words - Her mother holding a small bundle of blue with an eager Callen at his mother in law's shoulder while her little girl curled up in the hospital bed alongside her – First steps – First words – Big sister – A wooden rocking horse to match the other toys from Gibbs who occasionally took breaks from constructing the boat –- Imagining the destruction they would return to after their night out, leaving their children with Marty Deeks – Standing to the left of Deeks as he had stood beside her on her own day - Cracking out the crib once more although they may need another to match - A gift bigger than the size of her daughter who was turning five with a bow as big as a dinner plate causing a squeal from the child and an incredulous gaze from Callen as he read the card 'from the best uncle in the world Tony' - Abby pulling her daughters hair up into high pigtails much to the delight of the younger girl - A glassy eyed G Callen following her from the school gate their youngest children hand in hand while they left one behind in her brand new class – background checks on the teachers – Birthday cakes – Christmas' – Easter – Halloweens –– Homework – A bigger family than she could ever have imagined – the images, just snapshots spun faster and faster until they were simply blurs, until she could only spy glimpses of blue eyes and brown curls and hear echoes of laughter. It was too much as the colours merged into one sending her body into array, her nerves firing uncontrollably, too much, and then a bright light, brighter than she'd ever seen, blinding, as if the vessels in her eyes were exploding like fireworks. Then darkness.
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