I still don't anything. Kinda sad really.

Prompt: Let's pretend that Kensi never was sent away. At the end of Frozen Lake, Kensi and Deeks got the chance to talk about their thing.

Deeks sprints into the side door of the mission, slowing down and breathing a sigh of relief when he sees his partner sitting at her desk packing her bag. "Oh good, you're still here. I broke like, every traffic law known to man trying to get here. Hell, maybe even a few laws of physics."

Kensi cocks her head and stands up, throwing her bag over her shoulder. "You really thought that after a day like today, I was going to leave you?"

Grinning at her, Deeks approaches her and pokes her stomach. "I dunno, you know how you can get when you get really hungry and the Kensi-belly-monster takes over. It's like rawr, feed me Seymour, rawr." He makes an awkward gesture with his hand like a Tyrannosaurus Rex. "Rawr? No? Okay."

Kensi shakes her head and smiles at him. "Come on, we need to get you out that suit."

"Wow," Deeks says, raising his eyebrows. "Well in that case we really need to get you out of that shirt…" he teases, tugging at the hem of her now infamous shirt.

She pushes his hand away from her shirt and grabs his index finger, leading him away from their desks. "You know what I mean."

"Do I? Cause you sure say that a lot and I find myself wondering if I really do."

"Okay," she says slowly, glancing over at Hetty's desk. Hetty looks up from her paperwork for just a second before returning to her folders. "You need to change back into your clothes so we can get out of here?"

Deeks shrugs his jacket off of his shoulders, feeling around its pockets. "Good enough for me. Ahhh," he says, pulling out the knife she lent him earlier. "I wanted to thank you for, you know," he hands the knife back to her, "For trusting me. With this. Even if it is just a knife."

Taking the knife, she rubs her thumb over it fondly before placing it in her back pocket. "Hurry up," she says, turning away from him. "I'm hungry."

"Wow, this is kinda like déjà vu all over again," Deeks says, opening the door to his apartment. "Hey Monty, what's up boy, did you eat?" Woof woof. "Good, you won't be begging us for our food." Monty cocks his head and wags his tail. "Yeah I know, you probably will."

Kensi spreads their food and drinks down on the coffee table and pats her leg for Monty to come over. Deeks joins her on the couch and they eat in comfortable silence for a few minutes, sharing glances here and there. Kensi finishes her dinner quickly and sets her empty Chinese food container and fork on the table. "So. Where were we?"

Deeks points his chopsticks at her. "Last I remember, I got out of my suit so I guess that means…" and he wiggles his chopsticks at her shirt.

"Seriously Deeks."

"No, seriously, that shirt is starting to emit like a green gas, it's really distracting…" he laughs.

Kensi doesn't laugh. "And you say I don't like to talk about it."

"Talk about what?"

"Our thing."

"Becoming more comfortable with that now, are we?" Deeks asks, grinning with his mouth full of his last bite of food. Kensi stares at him blankly. He bobs his head as he tries to finish chewing, places his empty container on the table, and takes a sip of his drink. "Okay."

"Okay."

"So, what do you think our 'thing' is exactly?" Deeks asks her.

She stretches her legs out and puts her feet in his lap. "I don't know. I guess it's two people that have grown to be very close, probably too close considering what we do for a living, that spend all day working together and still find an excuse to spend all night together too." Kensi tilts her head at Deeks, trying to guage his reaction.

"Or maybe," he offers, sliding closer to her, spreading her legs slightly. "Maybe it's two people that are partners, and best friends, and happen to be extremely attracted to each other."

"Extremely?"

"Extremely," he replies, brushing her cheek with his thumb. "You disagree?"

"No, no, no," Kensi says quickly, blushing. He leans down, brushing his lips gently over hers. "I just…do you think maybe we should slow down a little bit?"

Deeks pauses and pulls back slightly. "Oh. I'm sorry, I guess I just kinda thought that after last night, you know…"

"Yeah I know," she said smiling. "I was thinking tonight, maybe quality over quantity?"

Deeks laughs quietly and begins kissing her neck. "Oh yeah…I can do quality."