Prompt: You're my family Kens, I don't need anybody else.
"If we make it out of here alive Kens, you know what I want to do?"
Kensi stopped struggling against her restraints and leaned her head back to try to look at her partner. "There's no if, it's when, Deeks. You're not helping, by the way."
"Would if I could." Deeks grimaced as he tried to bend his wrist to reach the knot of the rope that bound their wrists. His left arm had a superficial bullet wound, soaking his sleeve down to his watch. He wouldn't have been able to reach the knot even if he'd had two good hands. "Who uses rope anymore? I mean, really?"
"I was kidding, you know. Just be still and quit bleeding." Kensi sighed in resignation and slumped against Deeks' back. "So. What is it you want to do when we get out of here?"
"You. Me. Vegas." He bobbed his head backward to tap her on the head. "Married."
Kensi laughed. "Are you serious?"
"Deadly."
"Okay…so this is my proposal then? No ring, no knee, and hey, you didn't even really ask me."
Deeks tried to intertwine his fingers with hers, squeezing weakly. "If we get out of here, I'll do the whole thing. You want a ring? I'll get you a ring."
"I don't really want a ring. How about a Tiffany Glock instead?"
"An engagement gun? That's my girl." He squeezed her fingers again. "So we're doing this, yeah? We're going to Vegas?"
Kensi smiled and squeezed his fingers back. "I won't say yes till I'm actually asked. But okay. What about our family and friends though? Won't they be pissed if we elope?"
"You're my family, Kens. I don't need anybody else. Besides, we can throw a party when we get back and tell all of them then. It'll blow their minds."
Kensi chuckled, trying to ignore the fact that the voices outside of their room were getting louder and louder. "It's a plan. If we make it out of here, we're doing you-me-Vegas-married."
"I thought you said when we get out earlier."
"You said if we get out earlier."
"Kensi, you just said you'd marry me. God himself couldn't keep me from from breaking out of here."
The sound of gunshots interrupted Kensi before she could respond to him. They both tensed and squeezed their fingers together. Closing their eyes, they leaned back against each other to wait for either their inevitable demise or rescue.
"You know I love you, right?" Kensi asked with worry in her voice.
"Yeah. Yeah, I do." Deeks sighed. "I love you, too."