Yet another Chapter is upon us... And I'm warning you now, they don't hurt Deeks. Please review! Some exciting things happening soon! Stick with me please!

Super huge thank you to the absolutely perfect Bamie02 for reading over this for me and helping me sort out my crazy mind!

Kensi was beginning to think fate didn't want the team to know about her and Deeks. Their talk with Hetty had been postponed by a case, and so had their talk with Sam and Callen.

Kensi had once again spent the morning mentally preparing herself for an uncomfortable conversation, only to be told they had a case as soon as they walked into the bullpen. She got a sympathetic look from Deeks on their way up to Ops.

During the briefing they learned that a Marine, Wesley Teague, was shot and killed in broad daylight at a local beach. Hetty sent Sam and Callen to the Marine's home, and Kensi and Deeks were to bring his closest relative, a younger sister to the boatshed for questioning.

From the moment that Lauren Teague opened the door, Kensi knew she wasn't going to like her. Deeks knocked on her door, and once she opened it, he started his usual speech. "Hi, I'm Detective Marty Deeks, LAPD. I would like to ask you some questions about your brother." The first thing Kensi noticed about her was she wasn't upset at all that her brother had just been killed; the next thing she noticed was that she wouldn't stop staring at Deeks. Lauren also agreed a little too quickly when Deeks asked her to follow them to the boatshed to answer a few questions.

Deeks walked Lauren into the interrogation room, and Kensi watched from the monitor. Sam and Callen joined them, having found no leads in the victim's apartment.

Deeks had asked her the basic questions when she said "You know, you're pretty cute."

Deeks just laughed. "So are you, but you aren't exactly my type."

She was exactly what everyone else thought was Deeks type: tall, blonde, blue eyes.

"What is your type?"

Deeks looked straight into the camera in the corner of the room.

"Let's see. Brown hair, mismatched eyes, smoking hot, can take down a man twice her size, loves techno music and junk food, punches me in the arm when I say something stupid, sleeps like a starfish, can hotwire an airplane, says she hates the nicknames I call her, but I know she loves them. Pretty amazing in every way. That's my type."

Kensi was watching this all go down. She froze as soon as she asked him what his type is. She didn't know what she was expecting him to say, but she wasn't expecting that. Sam and Callen were staring at her, expecting her to be pissed that Deeks was describing her, but instead seeing her soft smile.

The cat's out of the bag now.

Kensi walked towards the interrogation room, just sticking her head inside. "Deeks, could I see you for a second please?" Deeks was worried his way of indirectly telling Sam and Callen had upset her. Her smile and the look in her eyes told him otherwise.

They were in this together. If he wanted to use the opportunity Lauren's question gave him, she was behind him all the way.

They left the room and went back to face their fellow Agents.

Callen was the first to speak, "What was that?" He had his arms crossed over his chest, and was none too pleased with what he thought he was about to discover.

Deeks looked at Kensi for support. She nodded and he continued. "She asked me a question, and I answered it. Honestly." Kensi smiled at him.

"And you aren't upset about this?" Sam was looking at Kensi.

"Nope. It turns out he's my type too." Kensi and Deeks' eyes were locked.

Callen and Sam were stunned. Neither of them spoke. After a few long and uncomfortable minutes, Sam finally found the right words. Kensi and Deeks had slowly drifted closer together until their shoulders were touching, both needing the contact.

"How long has this been going on?"

"Two and a half months." Kensi had broken out of her scared reverie and was ready to go on the offensive if this conversation took a turn for the worse.

Upon hearing that he had missed something so huge happening with two of his team members that had gone on for over two months, Callen stormed out of the boatshed and never looked back.

Kensi started to follow him, but Sam stopped her. "I got him." His tone was short and frank, but not angry. He left, running after Callen.

"G. Calm down. What's the matter with you?"

"What's the matter with me? I'm not the problem here. What are they thinking? They could get us all killed. I thought Kensi was smarter than that."

"Listen to me. Apparently this has been going on for months, and they've only worked better together. Nothing has happened yet, and they've also been able to hide their feelings from us all this time. You have to give them a chance, G."

"This isn't going to work Sam. You can't fall for your partner, it's a mistake."

"Look who you're talking to. Just because it didn't work for you doesn't mean it won't work for them. If anyone can make this work, its Kensi and Deeks. You know how stubborn she is. She will fight as hard as she can to make this work, and you know he will never leave her side. You have to give them the chance."

"But what happens if they break up? That will ruin this whole team."

Sam laughed. "This is Kensi and Deeks were talking about. That's not happening."

Callen's face softened a little. "You're probably right."

"I usually am, G."

Back inside the boatshed, Kensi was pacing back and forth. "This was a mistake."

"What was? Telling them? We had to Kens. He's just a hothead. He'll get over it." Deeks was trying to be the voice of reason like always, but he was worried himself. "Besides, so what if he's pissed. We have Hetty on our side."

She laughed a little. Since Callen had stormed out of the boatshed, the distance between them had increased until they were across the room from each other. Deeks was quick to remedy that situation.

"Kensi come here." He held out his arms.

She quickly walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her face in his chest. He kissed her softly on the head.

"I love you, Fern" He whispered into her hair.

"I love you too, Deeks. No matter what."

"No matter what." He repeated. Just then the door swung open and Sam entered, with Callen shortly behind.

"If you two could untangle yourselves please, we have a case to work." Callen's tone was light, and he was actually smiling. Kensi let go of Deeks, but didn't move away from him.

"Nell called, got a lead on someone Teague served with. You guys go check it out, we'll try to get something out of her." Sam said.

Kensi and Deeks both nodded and walked out of the boatshed. Callen stopped Deeks on his way out. "We need to talk later." Deeks stared at him, wide-eyed and walked away.

Once they were in the car, Deeks spoke up. "Hey, Kens?"

"Yeah?"

"Is pissed off or protective as hell better?" Kensi chuckled.

"Pissed off is bad for both of us, protective as hell is bad for you."

"Good to know." Deeks said with a sigh.

"Did they say something?"

"Callen said we need to talk later. Is that bad?"

"I don't know, maybe. But they know if they hurt you I'll kill them." Deeks wasn't the only overprotective one.

"You know, we still have to tell Nell and Eric."

"Yes we do, later. We're here. Back to work, Shaggy." Kensi parked the car and got out.

"Right behind you Fern."

Besides one dead Marine and one overly friendly sister, they had a pretty great day. The hard part was over, and they could be open with everyone.

There was just one more conversation Deeks had to survive.

"Deeks. Gym. Now." Sam and Callen were walking into the bullpen. Kensi stepped in front of Deeks.

"Hurt him, and I hurt you. Got it?" Sam and Callen nodded and walked toward the gym.

Deeks turned to follow, and Kensi squeezed his hand, trying to show support.

Sam and Callen were standing with their arms crossed when Deeks walked in. Callen was the first to speak. "You know Kensi is like a sister to us."

"And if you hurt her, no one will find your body." Sam said.

"Thanks guys, but that's not something I plan on doing. If I ever hurt her, Bad-Ass Blye will kill me herself. Besides, I love her more than life itself, so."

"Just be careful, and keep the PDA to a minimum please." Callen said.

"I'll try, but you might have to talk to her about that. You know Kensalina can't keep her hands off of me."

They both rolled their eyes and started to walk out of the room, clapping Deeks on the back as they went. They walked into the bullpen with Deeks in tow.

"See Kens, no harm done." Callen began gathering his stuff.

"I'll be the judge of that. Let's go Deeks."

"Coming, Babe."

"Deeks."

"Right. Shutting up."

"Night guys." Kensi and Deeks walked out of the building arguing as usual.

Sam and Callen looked at each other. "How the hell did we miss that?" Sam said.

"They're good. You have to give them that."

They got in her car and sat in silence for several minutes until Deeks spoke up.

"That was less painful than I expected it to be."

"You're welcome."

"What? You got me into this in the first place. They wouldn't want to kill me if I didn't love you."

"It's not my fault you love me. Besides, without my threats that would have been a lot worse for you."

"It is too your fault. It would be harder to love you if you weren't so damn perfect all the time."

"And it would be easier to fight with you if you didn't say nice things like that all the time."

"I'm glad they didn't maul me, but even if they did it would have been worth it. I love you, Kens."

Kensi smiled at him. "I love you too Deeks. More than you know."

"We telling Nell and Eric tomorrow?"

"I am telling Nell first. I don't want to put you through the jumping up and down and the I told you so's."

"Do I get to tell Eric?" Deeks asked.

"No. Let Nell tell him."

"Why? If you get to have a girl talk with Nell, I get to have a man to man talk with Eric."

"Deeks. This is Eric were talking about, would he rather talk to you or talk to Nell?"

"That's probably a good call, Babe. And after that I can shout that you love me from the rooftops?"

Kensi laughed. "No, but we can be open about it at work now."

"I'll take it for now. But someday you will let me shout it from the rooftops."

"I doubt it. That's not happening."

"Oh, but it will my dear Fern. You know you can't resist my charm."

Kensi just laughed. "No I can't."

If it were anyone else, Kensi would find his behavior annoying, but his inability to let things go was just one of many things she loves about Marty Deeks. She was pretty excited to be able to call him her boyfriend in public too, but she would never let him know it.

Couldn't resist adding a little Neric into this... More to come! Hope you enjoyed! :) Thanks for reading! Please let me know if you want more Neric or not. Not sure which way to go. Reviews would make me love you for all eternity! :)