After they get together.
….
"Alrighty Ella-Bella," said the handsome blonde man with a sigh, "It's time for bed".
The young girl chuckled bashfully as her uncle Deeks called her by her nickname and rose to his feet. With a great heave he picked her up and swung her over his shoulder, making her burst out in a fit of laughter.
"Uncle Deeks I don't wanna go to bed!" she cried as he marched her up the stairs.
"Sorry munchkin, but your dad gave us strict orders."
"Aunt Kensi make him stop I wanna stay up! I'm old!" protested the Ella.
Kensi had to laugh as she watched the girl make a defiant face, though she was upside down and swinging from Deeks' arms, making the whole scene look rather absurd.
"Sorry, sweetie," she replied, "you already got to stay up later than your sister, Sophie's been asleep for an hour."
She had hoped that by making it seem as if she had been given a special privilege, Ella might be more inclined to give up and go to bed. I was not so.
"I'm a big girl!" she continued stubbornly.
"Yes you are," groaned Deeks as he shifted her to the other shoulder, "come on missy."
He continued up the stairs and the protesting did not stop right away, but eventually Kensi only heard Deek's voice, and assumed that he had again worked his magic and was reading her a bedtime story.
A few moments later, Deeks came bounding down the stairs.
"Want me to carry you to bed too Princess?" he asked slyly.
She gave him a look.
"I dont need you to," she said in the same defiant manor that Ella had, "I'm a big girl now."
Deeks grinned seductively.
"I know you are."
And before she could protest he had scooped her up as if she were nothing and thrown her over his shoulder.
"Ah," he said dramatically, "you're a lot heavier than the last one."
She punched him playfully.
Then he said mischievously,
"I'm not actually gonna carry your ass to bed."
"Deeks no!"
But it was too late, he had tossed her back onto the couch and followed after her quickly. She let out a girlish giggle that even surprised her and Deeks grinned. She forced herself to have a straight face and gave him a disapproving look.
"Deeks you asshole -"
But her sentence was cut off by his lips meeting hers. She was immediately lost in her desire for him, and before either of them knew it, their shirts had hit the floor and Deeks had already started undoing Kensi's shorts.
"Deeks," she panted, "Deeks what if they hear us? Deeks -"
"Then why don't you try being quiet for once?" he quipped.
His cheekiness earned him a punch in the arm.
"What?" he said defensively, "you scream like -"
"That was one time," she interrupted.
Now he gave her a look.
"Alright," she conceded, "shut up."
Then she brought his lips to hers and said with despair,
"Sam's gonna kill us."
And those were the last words that were needed.