For anon, who requested: "Densi, just found out the gender of their first child. Its a girl"
"No."
"I didn't even say anything!"
"I can see it in your eyes."
Deeks laughs and leans back in his chair. "Over the phone?"
Across from him, Callen raises his eyebrows expectantly. "Well?"
Deeks grins. "A girl."
"Congratulations, you two."
"Callen says congrats," he tells Kensi. "Also, he backs me up on this."
"He does not!" Callen yells so that Kensi can hear.
"He does," Deeks insists.
"Well, Callen doesn't get a vote. I do. And my vote is no."
Deeks throws up a hand. "But my vote is yes!"
"My vote is no!" Callen chimes in, earning him a pointed glare.
"Kensi says you don't get a vote."
"Hold on," she says in Deeks' ear, "I'm rethinking."
He sighs.
"Okay, I'm at the car," she says over the sound of keys jingling. "I'll see you in a minute. Love you."
"Love you too, babe. And little Martina, too."
"I said no."
"Just give it a while. You'll warm up."
"Not happening."
"Martina!" he sings, "I created a girl named Martina, and suddenly that name will never be the same again! Mar-"
The line goes dead.
"She never was a big musical fan," he tells Callen. "She'll come around."
Callen shakes his head and goes back to his paperwork,
He's humming West Side Story, though, so Deeks considers it a victory.