A. N. - So sorry for the delay on this... I'm back on track now, I promise :) you can check out my updating schedule on my profile if you want, it helps keeping me motivated and gives you guys some insight on why I am or not updating, since I am currently writing for other fandoms too. Thank you for all of your support, guys. Hope it's not pushing it too far if ask for a review on this? It would mean a lot!

Still love y'all :)

Bad Ass Blye

P. S. - WE WENT CANON! My inbox is open for fangirling since I didn't have a chance to yet :)

If anyone on the road that day was particularly annoyed, Deeks would fairly acknowledge it was because of his unusual mad driving.

Not that he would purposefully do anything that could even randomly harm anyone, much less his half-year old in the back seat; it was just that he wasn't exactly… nice when intersections or other compromising situations came along – let me tell you, if you haven't been on the receiving end of the Marty Deeks angry glare, you are a lucky, lucky human being –.

He arrived at the hospital in less than ten minutes. Quickly removing his safety belt, he got out of the car in order to take his daughter out of her baby seat. She greeted him with a grin and a cute toddler gurgle and he smiled.

"Wanna go see mommy, baby girl?"

Fern lifted her brown eyes at him and mumbled something that vaguely resembles "owy". He grinned and picked her up in his harms; even after 6 months of it, he was still in awe at the way his baby girl immediately rested her head on his chest, sucking on her tongue happily and letting out soft baby sounds every now and then.

Deeks locked his (her) car and strode quickly to the front doors of the hospital. He knew which room she was in, but he went and checked with the nurse that was at the reception in her wing anyway.

"Agent Blye… oh yes sir, the doctors have just been checking her out, it seems as if she'll be making a full recovery. She should be back in her room by now." The nurse smiled at him, obviously happy to be delivering good news.

"You mean she woke up already?" The blonde widened his eyes at the nurse's nod. Ignoring her compliments of his baby, Deeks left without anything more than a thank you and "have a nice day".

Fern looked up at him from his arms, her little brow furrowing. It was the second time that day her daddy had been agitated and she had no idea why, but he was smiling a lot more now.

He reached the room 180 and took a deep breath before stepping inside.

The woman on the bed lifted her eyes, one chocolate and other coffee, and he knew it had been useless, for all the air now inside him spilled back out when she flashed him a beautiful albeit tired smile.

"Deeks…" she whispered, and her voice was hoarse but the intent in her eyes was clear, her brown orbs shifting from her daughter to her husband. The blonde urged himself forward and sat down on the side of her bed, speechless, until she tried reaching up to kiss him and he propelled back into motion, leaning down and pressing his lips to hers.

"Welcome back, Fern."