So this is another prompt from the amazing Bea The Monster who has been ridiculously supportive since i started writing these one shots. But i feel horrible. I recieved this prompt at the beginning of the month and i've only just managed to get it up? Sorry. College gave me this huge work load and i was struggling for a bit but now i'm even ahead - boom - and now i'm cracking on with one shots, chapters and other stuff - classified. I love you all ( especially you Bea ) and enjoy. This is one heck of a one shot and for that, i am apologising ( again ).

"Come on Fern, please!" Deeks called, running after her in the car park. The rest of the team were standing there, confusion and worry on their faces at her abrupt departure.

"No." She shouted back fumbling for the car keys in her bag. She slowed down as she neared the car to get a better look in her bag and Deeks used this to his advantage, putting as much force as he could into his strides to catch up with her. She pulled her keys out from her bag and he snatched them from her as he ran past.

He didn't slow down.

"Deeks!" She screamed, her voice holding that dangerous tone that meant he was going to be going home with a few bruises, sleeping on the couch and going without sex for a week. Slowing down now meant defeat and he was Kensi Blye's boyfriend and he rarely let her win so soon.

No, he was going to keep running.

"Deeks give me the keys now!" She shouted. With a glance over his shoulder he confirmed the fact that Kensi was now chasing him. He had a plan and he was going to win this battle. For once.

He stuffed the keys in his jeans pocket before slowing down and turning to face her, arms out wide. She didn't have the time or space to stop and went barrelling into Deeks' arms, squealing like a girl - definitely like a girl. They were standing at the edge of the car park, one that was close to the beach and so, when the two fell backwards, they ended up rolling down a small grassy hill before landing on the sand. Deeks quickly rolled on top of Kensi and pinned her arms above her head.

"Listen to me." He whispered, ignoring the fact that she was already shaking her head and declining the conversation they were going to have. "Green isn't a colour that suits you Fern." She raised an eyebrow at him before looking down at herself, stopping her wriggling movements. He puckered his brow in confusion before looking down at her and chuckling. "Okay well that green top is definitely suiting you." She rolled her eyes. "Would you just let me talk?" He asked, thankful when she gave him a new look, one that was filled with jealousy and confusion.

"Go for it, Marty." She whispered, her voice adding emphasis on his name and causing him to shiver.

"Right. Yep. Okay. Where was i?" She raised an eyebrow and he laughed nervously. "Oh yeah. Talk. Me not you."

"Please?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"G?"

"What?"

"Please?"

"No!" Callen exclaimed, his voice raised with exasperation as he walked into the bullpen. Sam followed seconds behind him with a pout on his face. One the team had never seen before. Kensi and Deeks were already seated around Kensi's desk, an argument already started between the two about who should get the last doughnut. With the argument from the two senior members distracting Deeks, Kensi stole the doughnut from under his nose and quickly scoffed it down, laughing hysterically when he made a move to try and take it from the plate, his hand to only come in contact with air. The glare he shot her was gone within seconds, replaced with his hearty laugh.

"G, mate, please." Sam begged again, drawing the attention back to him as he placed his bag at his desk before sitting down and opening his laptop. "I'll be on my best behaviour and so will Michelle."

"You said nothing about Michelle." Callen countered, eyes wide as the realisation of never being able to say no set in.

"Of course Mitch is going to be there. You have a girlfriend G, she's been waiting for this day to come for years. I've been waiting for this day to come." Sam glanced at Kensi before smirking. "We've all been waiting for this day to come."

"You guys are creepy, waiting for the day that i get a girlfriend for your own sick amusement." Callen murmured, plopping down at his desk and resting his head in his hands. "But fine. The Hanna's can come crash our date if you have to." Sam pumped his fist in the air to celebrate. "But we're not going to some fancy restaurant anymore. A pub. We're going to a pub." Sam merely shrugged and set to working on his paperwork, satisfied with his life mission. Seeing Callen's girlfriend.

"Only the Hanna family?" Kensi asked, a pout on her face that Deeks had never been able to turn down. One glance at Callen and Deeks knew that he wasn't the only one.

"Damn you Kensi. Okay, fine, i give up. Let us just invite the whole team, the whole of OSP and the whole of NCIS." Callen sighed with defeat before moaning about everything any anything as he sulked his way over to the coffee machine. Deeks turned to Kensi and grinned.

"Aren't you glad that i have that pout now?" She asked Deeks, knowing he hated when she used it because he couldn't refuse her a thing. Sam snorted in agreement.

"Sugar bear, i will never be glad that you have a secret weapon. But anyways, we're going out tonight. Holla!" Deeks squealed before wandering to his desk to join in on the paperwork fun as well.

"I can't believe Callen has a girlfriend." Kensi murmured, sipping from her beer as she looked around at the rest of the team. "I mean, sure it's great but it has taken him years to get one and then when he does, he almost doesn't let us meet her?" Kensi shook her head before downing the rest of her beer. "I can't believe it."

Michelle laughed, taking a sip of her mojito and playing with the fingers on Sam's hand that was resting on the table. Even though the couple were noticeably older than Deeks and Kensi, they still acted like teenagers in love. Sam was currently talking to Eric and Deeks about the case they had during the day; a simple one where they were basically sent to retrieve the murderer of the young marine. Why they were discussing it Kensi didn't know, but she didn't really care. She was having some girl time with Michelle for the time being.

"Shame Nell couldn't be here." Michelle said, drawing the attention of Eric immediately. Kensi and Michelle exchanged a smile, aware of the feelings that the tech operator held for his best friend and partner. "Maybe she's Callen's girlfriend." Michelle mused with a wink to Kensi who nodded subtly, understanding that she was to play along.

"She isn't." Eric snapped, a frown on his face and deep red blush spreading across his cheeks. Kensi stared at him with wide eyes and he quickly attempted a recovery, relaxing his features immediately. "I mean, she isn't because she has a family thing tonight. Her sister came down for the weekend and she's with her." Kensi and Michelle nodded with understanding, but a smirk was still gracing their features. "Question; why do we have to use-" Eric leant forward suddenly across the table and lowered his voice to just above a whisper, whilst looking over his shoulders before speaking again. "-aliases again?"

"Because we work for-" Kensi mimicked his actions perfectly, even including the voice lowering. "-a secret federal agency, Jonathon." Deeks laughed at the blush on Eric's face, the one that seemed to be never ending. "Quick alias check whilst Deeks gets his round."

"I could've sworn it was Sam's."

"Not mine Shaggy, yours."

"Nuh uh."

"Yuh uh."

"Nuh uh."

"Yuh uh."

"Uh, are we dealing with three year olds right now?" Michelle asked, interrupting the small tiff that had blossomed from nowhere. "Because if so, then i think we better go home and cancel the date, much to Callen's liking."

"No three year olds here." Sam quickly responded, smiling like a fool.

"None at all. Drinks, a new round coming right up." Deeks added just as quick abruptly leaving the table and walking relaxedly to the bar with a sway to his hips that were guarnateed to drive Kensi crazy. Once he made it to the bar and placed his order, he glanced over his shoulder at Kensi and sure enough, her face had a rosy glow to it and her eyes were glued firmly to his ass. Stuck, smitten, whatever.

"George! Hey man." Eric called, seeing Callen as he waltzed over towards the table, his arm wrapped around a blonde with a supermodel figure from behind. Deeks gave her a quick once over and shrugged, not seeing anything special, his face clearly showing it as the man next to him looked at him with confusion.

"That blonde chick is a 'meh' to you buddy?" He asked with disbelief and Deeks laughed as he grabbed the tray full of drinks, thankful that he had ordered a couple extra beers. "How come?" Deeks' smile told him all he needed to know.

"Brunette sitting at the table. That hottie is what i go home to every night." He watched as the man gave Kensi the once over. And then again. And once more. He felt the need to slap the back of his head and tell him to back off but he was the one who put her in his sights after all, and he knew she wouldn't leave him for this guy.

"Lucky guy." The guy murmured before turning back to the bar and downing his beer, not without sparing another glance for Kensi over his shoulder. He now had a better view of her as she stood up and made her way around the table to Callen and his girlfriend, who G hadn't spared any details about, and gave them hugs and greetings. For once, Deeks truly did wish that she had worn jeans and a jumper like she suggested to prevent the leery looks she was now getting from numerous men, instead of the green silky blouse and black skirt that revealed her long, tanned legs that seemed to go on forever.

"Mine." Deeks murmured, smiling appreciatively. "All mine."

"Jonathon, and i work in computer maintenance." Eric whispered, taking the last sip of his beer before fiddling with the label on his beer.

"Todd, in security and this is my wife Tara, she's a stay at home mum." Michelle rolled her eyes at that comment, everyone aware that she was far from it. "You?"

"Boyfriend is Max, he shares an office with George and i'm Max's secretary." She took a moment to finish Deeks' beer before rolling her eyes. "I mean, could it get anymore cliche with the secretary and office man having a relationship? Ugh." Sam rolled his eyes.

"Name?" Kensi glowered at him and crossed her arms, acting like a petulant teenager. "Kensi." Sam warned.

"I hate you." She mumbled and he laughed.

"You don't."

"Fern, okay? My name is Fern."

"G seriously said that was your name?" She nodded.

"He didn't even talk to Deeks about it. This is all because i pouted and got him to invite us tonight." Eric laughed and soon the Hanna couple joined in too, ignoring the glares that they were recieving from a very pissed secretary before she looked over to Deeks and got entranced by his ass.

"George! Hey man." Eric called as soon as he saw Callen walking through the door, raising slightly and waving his hand to get their attention. Callen had his arm wrapped around a blonde woman, one who had a figure of a supermodel and the face of an angel. She was gorgeous and it was no surprise as to why Callen was smitten with her. God, Kensi hated that word. As Callen neared the table, Kensi stood up and made her way around it towards the couple. She smiled, introduced herself and hugged as greetings. Normally Kensi would have remained in her seat, downed her beer and waved with no motivation or meaning, but this wasn't Kensi. This was Fern. This was a secretary who according to Callen, absolutely loved to gossip and hug and do all the girly things which Kensi didn't. Yep, this was payback for her pout.

Goddamn her pout.

She made her way back to her chair, thankful to see Deeks on his way back to the table with the drinks. She had seen his face when Callen had arrived, seen his face as he checked the girlfriend out. He hadn't looked impressed and that had made her smile become ever so slightly genuine. Kensi, being a girl, knew she was hot and always noticed when other people were gorgeous, and she always worried that Deeks would give them more than just a cursory glance and a shrug before turning his dazzling eyes onto her and smiling like he was a blind man who suddenly had the ability to see again. That was always a confidence booster.

"So with the amount of people who are here tonight, i worked out that i shouldn't have to buy another drink tonight. Not that i'm tight or anything, but i'm saving up for something." Deeks babbled as he laid the tray down in the middle of the table. "I got you two a beer George." There was a mumbled thanks from the pair of them and Deeks turned around with his dazzling smile on his face. "So who have we got-" Deeks' jaw dropped. "Lindsay?"

"Deeks? Marty Deeks?"

Lindsay, Callen's girlfriend, was seated inbetween Callen and Deeks, clutching a beer and laughing exaggeratedly with her head thrown back. Deeks and Lindsay had stared at each other in shock for a few moments before grinning like fools and hugging, murmuring 'hello' and 'oh it has been too long' and crap like that, Kensi mused as she downed yet another beer. She watched as Callen did the same and she smiled grimly, realising that they were in the same boat. A green boat called jealousy.

Callen subtly waggled the beer bottle and she nodded, thankful as he went and grabbed them both another one since everyone else was still cradling full drinks.

She could feel the looks that she was getting from Sam and Michelle but she never looked at them, worried that if she did, the dam of emotions she was holding would break. If it broke, she wasn't going to sob and squeal like any other confused and jealous girlfriend, no, she'd shout and demand for the alcohol buzz and the gun in her purse, she was kinda worried for Lindsay's safety and because of it, she just focused on her own thoughts.

Callen was feeling pretty much the same, watching as his girlfriend and his annoying younger brother were chatting, reminiscing, enjoying each other's company. He couldn't hate Deeks, not at all. How was he meant to know that Callen's girlfriend would be one of his own exes? They all knew Deeks used to get around before he acted on the thing between him and Kensi, so it would only make sense that Deeks knew her, but then they were making Deeks sound much more of a manwhore than he really was. He was just popular with the ladies, that was all.

As he placed the beer in front of Kensi, he matched her eyes and smiled without emotion to her. He knew she got the message when she blew out a deep breath and forced a smile on her face. Yep, looking grumpy and hating towards his girlfriend really was going to be a good start for them all. Nobody ever wanted to start off with Kensi hating them. Although... He looked at Deeks and shook his head with wonder. Deeks. When Kensi first met Deeks, she had hated him, suspecting him of a crime and doing her best to persuade everyone else on the team that he was hinky. They had laughed at her. Stuck, smitten, whatever. Days later, when they had their first case with their new liason, it was a miracle that both of them came back alive. The bickering, the arguments, sheesh it was a wonder why he kept returning.

Then he realised.

Deeks liked a challenge. Making Kensi Blye bring down her walls and let him in was one hell of a challenge and one they were all sure could never be done. Now, watching as Deeks reached out for Kensi's hand, even though he was still talking to Lindsay, he could see that there were no walls between the two. The small smile that graced both of their faces just at the slightest touch was a wonder to see, and one even more wondrous if you knew how far they had come.

Callen exchanged a look with Sam and they grinned when they realised that they were both sharing the same line of thought.

"So Lindsay," Eric started, interrupting the conversation to get involved in something instead of just sitting their drinking like Callen and Kensi. "How do you and Deeks now each other?"

"Oh we don't really need to talk about that." Deeks protested, laughing nervously.

"I want to know." Kensi added, her tone, well there was no tone. She was effectively speaking monotone, already fed up of Lindsay's happy-go-lucky attitude and endless smiling. Deeks stared into her eyes and everyone sensed the apology he was giving her but she merely shrugged, not wanting it at the moment. She knew he couldn't help it but still, she was stubborn.

"I know i want to know." Callen confirmed, his tone holding only a dash more emotion than Kensi's. Lindsay looked over at him and grabbed his hand, smiling as if she had read his mnd and was reassuring him. He relaxed only slightly and watched as Deeks attempted the same thing with Kensi, only to get shrugged off with a glare, the small smile from earlier disappearing completely.

"Okay, well we met when we were in college the first time." Lindsay started, her head tilted to the side with narrowed eyes as she tried to remember. Deeks quickly tried to change the subject, mumbling about dancing and music but nobody was listening to him. "Yeah, it was, we also met a couple of times after i finished college and he went on to law school. He was at my sister's batcherlorette and we just kind of hit it off."

Kensi lent forward with narrowed eyes and Deeks watched as Michelle grabbed her hand under the table and shook her head subtly. Kensi shrugged her off too. "How long did you guys... date?" Kensi asked, disgust lacing the last word. Lindsay laughed with humour and Sam groaned into Michelle's neck. Laughing at Kensi rarely got you into her good books, especially in this scenario.

"Date? No, we never dated." Kensi leant back in her chair, satisfied with the answer. "He was just the stripper."

"So you were a stripper?" Sam asked, an evil gleam in his eys. Deeks shood his head repeatedly, protesting like an idiot.

"No, no, no, no. Exotic dancer, i was an exotic dancer." He whined, his voice going high pitched. Lindsay laughed ridiculously before touching his hand.

"Oh no, definitely a stripper." She confirmed, before leaning back onto Callen's shoulder.

"Huh?" Eric asked, confused. The team sighed and laughed as Michelle launched into an explanation that would have been patronising to a seven year old, but just right for their favourite tech operator.

"Marty," Lindsay cooed, instantly causing Kensi to stiffen and Deeks to sag subtly. He wanted this to end as much as Kensi did but was too kind to say anything."How come you changed your name? George said you was called Max, but, well, we both know that isn't your name." Deeks nodded, swallowing a mouthful of beer.

"Just a part of my life that i wanted to forget and move on from, ya'know?" Lindsay opened her mouth to pry but Callen grabbed her hand and catching her attention before subtly shaking his head to tell her no. She let it go.

"Okay, but am i meant to be calling you Marty or Max?" He shrugged.

"Deeks is fine." Marty was way to personal. Only Kensi called him that and even then they were in a more private setting.

"Okay, Marty."

Two hours later and the drinks were running short as the night was drawing to an end. Eric had finally understood what had been going on, laughing hysterically and awkwardly for a good ten minutes whilst everyone else had stared at him in shock, before laughing nervously with him. This was a side of Eric, a drunk one, that they had rarely seen before tonight. Lindsay had had conversations with everyone, getting to know them and becoming part of the family. Well, everyone except Kensi.

It wasn't for a lack of trying. Kensi just managed to wriggle her way out of everything and anything.

The first time Lindsay tried, Kensi went to get a round of drinks and nodded to Eric who started talking to Lindsay and distracting her for another twenty minutes. The next time, Kensi got a phone call from Nell. One that was so obviously fake and coincidentally timed but Lindsay wasn't going to blow everything by calling her bluff so they all allowed her to walk away and call Nell, presumably asking for reassurance and advice.

The third time really rubbed Deeks the wrong way. Her favourite dance tune came on and Deeks had turned to her, a smile on his face and a glint in his eyes, one that was definitely matching hers. She had then stood up, claiming she was going to dance and asked Eric to accompany her. The team had stared at her and Deeks, looks that ranged from shock and confusion on their faces. Eric looked the most uncomfortable but accepted when Deeks gave him a defeated nod.

The fourth time, Kensi didn't manage to get away with it. She had claimed she needed the toilet and was just leaving the table when Lindsay announced the same. Kensi's steps had faltered and her head had tilted back, praying to God for forgiveness if the time came for it before walking to the toilets without a look back.

The team had nudged Lindsay in going for it and she had grabbed it with both hands. But she had regretted it the moment she was stuck in the bathroom with her. "Fern, you know, we really haven't had a chance to talk you know? Just girl to girl." Kensi was at the sinks, looking at her reflection in the mirror. "Why don't we have it now?"

"I assumed that was why you followed me." Her monotone reply answered, causing Lindsay to flinch and become instantly wary.

"I have this feeling that i've done something to upset you." Kensi sighed and bowed her head, looking away from her reflection. No, little miss perfect hadn't done anything to upset her and she was too stubborn to admit it, confessing that it was pure jealousy.

"If you so much as hurt George, i will hunt you down." Lindsay laughed before making her way over to the mirror and checking her own reflection.

"This is what it's all about. You are jealous." Kensi looked up at her, an eyebrow raised but Lindsay paid no attention. "You are one of his exes. No? Oh, let me guess, you're that girl that has been there for him everyday in the past two years and you are just waiting for him to open his eyes and look at you." Lindsay snorted, shaking her head and it truly hit Kensi how much of a bitch Lindsay was being now. "Wake up honey and smell the roses. He's with me. Todd and Tara like me, Jonathon got flustered over me so my guess is that he likes me and Marty. Girl don't get me started on Marty, but i know that he likes me too. George, well, George is practically in love with me sweetcheeks, not you."

Kensi couldn't believe what she was hearing. This girl thought she was jealous of her because of Callen? It took everything Kensi had, and more, to prevent herself from laughing ridiculously. "Trust me sweetcheeks," Kensi responded, sarcastically and showing her true face. "I'm not jealous of you having George. That guy is like my older brother. So as i said, you hurt him then i will hunt you down." Kensi turned to leave the bathroom but was stopped when Lindsay spoke again.

"What if i wanted an upgrade?" That bitch.

"Why isn't George good enough for you? You seemed pretty content with him for the past few weeks." Lindsay smirked and shrugged.

"A blast from the past just shot into my mind." Kensi stiffened. "Do you know if Marty is single?" Deep breaths. In. Out. No hitting. Slapping was bad. Kensi didn't respond, just chose to leave her where she was as she made her way back to the table.

Everyone was looking at her, expectant looks on their faces. She didn't say a word to any of them, just chose to pull on her coat and grab her bag. "Kens?" Deeks asked, knowing that Lindsay wasn't here and he could call her whatever he damned like. "Where you going?"

"Home." Everyone protested immediately and Callen grabbed her hand as she walked past.

"What did she say?" Kensi looked at him, then looked back at Deeks before taking a deep breath and looking at the floor.

"G, brother, you sure know how to pick them." He cursed, letting go of her hand and downing his beer. That was their code. In the past, the two had managed to get rid of numerous girlfriends and boyfriends, purely by having the other get closer and finding stuff out, or purely by their instinct. From the look of Kensi's face, it was clearly more than just instinct. "I'll see you guys on Monday." She murmured before heading away again.

"Fern, you gave me a lift." Deeks protested and that was the hint to say that Lindsay was back. She didn't slow down or turn around, knowing that her green eyed monster was going to beat that chick up and then she'd have hell to pay. Once in the car park, she stood still for a few minutes, staring up at the star constellations and allowing herself to be calmed down by the sound of the waves nearby and the gentle breeze. Lindsay stormed out, a minute after, interrupting the tranquility with her curses and door slamming. She sent a glare over in Kensi's direction but thought better of acting on it, instead choosing to walk away for a taxi.

Time to go home.

Kensi made her way over to the car. "Kensi!" Deeks shouted as he too burst out into the car park.

"I love you Kensi. You, okay? You have to understand this. She's a bitch for even thinking about leaving Callen and she's a bitch for thinking she'd get away with it, but Kens? You have to lighten up." She gaped up at him and he smirked. "Don't get me wrong, jealous Kensi is such a turn on, like one of the hottest things i've ever seen, but man everyone was tense the whole night because of you." Before she could respond, he crushed his lips against hers, muffling her response with his mouth.

"But she's seen you strip and i haven't." Kensi pouted once they pulled away. He raised an eyebrow at her.

"That's what this is all about?"

"Come on Magic Mike, take me home and show me what you got." She whispered seductively.

This is such a weird one shot. I mean, the plot (there isn't really one), the point of it (not sure i really made one other than it being prompted), the turn out (well i'm not sure i liked it), the reviews (well that one is left up to you), the length (sheesh that was like a whole multichap in here) and there are probably ridiculous other amounts of problems with this such as bitchy Lindsay (don't know where it came from, guarantee you she wasn't meant to be there, and it was either her or Kensi so..)

I don't like it one bit, and if you guys don't like it, then i honestly don't mind so please just feel free to tell me.