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So, to answer the questions I keep getting, yes I will be writing Deeks' shooting, as well as the episode with Ray. Have no fear, they will definitely be in here. But it may take some time to get to them.

Enough from me, here is the next chapter, sorry it took so long, I kept changing things. Anyway I hope you like it. It's set during in season 2, episode 12 'Overwatch'. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS: LA, nor any of the lines I have used from the show.

Upon entering the morgue, the team split up. With Callen and Sam going with Rose to find out what happened and see if by any chance she had a sample of the naval chemical, whereas Deeks and Kensi went to liaise with the LAPD. It was the first time they had really had to interact with Deeks' former co-workers since he and Callen had come out to the team, and therefore Kensi was interested to see how her partner was going to behave.

But much to her surprise he was no different to how he used to be. He even flirted with her while making comments with the other cops. It seemed they really had no idea of who he was with, or what sex that person was. So there were still those in the dark then, okay. She played along for her partner, but that wasn't going to stop her asking him questions about why he was still keeping him and Callen a secret from them. Surely he had some friend's among the police force he wanted to tell about his relationship, right?

Her thoughts, though were soon taken over with the case, checking the crime scene to see if there was anything the cops missed while leaving Deeks to go through the CCTV.

"They waited for the guard to make his rounds, jimmied the door down the hall, came right in, walked out the same way." she said as she approached Deeks who was standing at the guard station with his phone in his hand.

"Okay, so that is there. We also have them on camera here, here and here. It's a closed circuit DVR deck, but its low resolution. They're wearing caps and they're turned away from the camera. Wow bad guys one, cops zero." Deeks replied pointing out the images on the screen behind him. Not that they were likely to do them any good. Typical. When he turned to Kensi he held up his phone as he spoke once more. "Downloading." Maybe Eric or Nell could get something from the footage.

As he waited for his phone to finish getting the info they needed Deeks couldn't help but look around at the dead bodies that were lying in the halls. It really did bring home the fact that they could die. At any time, any one of them could be gone. G could be killed, or him, or Kensi or hell even Sam, and there was nothing they would be able to stop it if and when the time came.

"Funny isn't it? A thousand ways to die." He said without humour trying to get his mind away from the idea of losing the man he loved, or any of those who he had become close to over the months he had been working with them.

"Only two ways to go, though, cremated or buried." Kensi responded simply. In this job, death was a part of life, and it was one she had come to accept, to some degree at least. Though she wasn't in love with a fellow agent. She couldn't imagine how Deeks felt at the idea of anything happening to Callen, or vice versa for that matter.

"Not me. I don't wanna be buried and I certainly don't wanna be burned." Deeks replied in a serious tone of voice, making Kensi frown.

"But you will have to choose. Casket or urn?" She responded thinking that maybe it shouldn't be her having this conversation with her partner. Surely this was something he should discuss with his other half, and maybe he had. Maybe he and Callen had had this talk and had a plan all set out, but she doubted it. Especially considering the two men in question. She couldn't see either of them thinking of sitting for that talk, ever.

"Nope. I'm going for cryogenic suspension. Frozen in a suspended state of animation and then thawed out when they have the medical technology to bring me back." Deeks stated.

Why was Kensi not surprised by this outrageous claim? Probably because this was Deeks she was talking to. She had come to learn that very little out of his mouth now surprised her. Though for some reason she couldn't get the idea that if Deeks died and was put in suspended animation, then Callen would keep him in his house. He would become the only furniture there while Callen sat and waited for his partner to come back to him. Oh now, that was almost more disturbing than the thoughts she had had about them in bed together earlier. She really needed to stop imagining her partner's love life.

Turning her mind away from those thoughts she came back with a joke, something to get her head from the disturbing image of Callen going old and grey as he stared at a frozen Deeks. It sounded like some doggy plot for a movie. Not that she was going to mention that to her partner, she knew if she did he would no doubt spend the rest of the day talking about it. That was something she did not need. Therefore she instead said "can we keep you in the office? With a little viewing window like an aquarium. That would be so cool."

"You mock me now, 20 years from now I'm gonna come back, and you know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna marry daughter, or son." Deeks responded grabbing his phone and walking round the guard station so they could go and find the rest of the team. Though as soon as the words were out of his mouth he realised just how wrong they actually were. That would be beyond creepy, even for him.

"Oh that is awkward." Kensi replied with a shiver at the idea. It was wrong on so many levels.

"Nah, it's creepy. Plus G would still be around, he could be my sugar daddy. I bet he would still look hot all old and wrinkly. I could help him by giving him sponge baths." Deeks responded smirking at how grossed out his partner was getting at his words.

"That is so much worse. Stop." Kensi begged, even though she knew it wasn't going to happen any time soon. He was painting a far to detailed picture for her mind's liking.

"No, that's true love. I could help him with his walker to the early bird special." Deeks continued, expanding his theme. Though in truth while he could imagine G old and wrinkled, he also imagined himself there right alongside him, his luscious locks having turned grey with age. The love they had for each other still shining through after all their years together as they went round to Sam's to play with his grandkids. Yeah, that was a future Deeks wanted.

At that point the two of the came to the room that Sam and Callen were exiting, and Deeks decided it would probably be best that G didn't hear what it was he and Kensi had just been discussing.

"Hi." He said instead smiling at the man he loved who raised his eyebrow at him. Callen wasn't stupid, Marty had his guilty caught in the act face on, the only question was, what were he and Kensi talking about before he came out of the room?

"Anything on the vic?" Sam asked unable to read Deeks as his partner could. Which was definitely for the best in his mind.

"Ask Callen's sugar-baby." Kensi replied smirking as she caught the death glare her partner sent her out of the corner of her eye. Though she made sure to look straight at Sam as if she saw nothing.

"Should I ask?" Callen asked even though he had no idea what was going on, he could see the slightly colouring of Marty's cheeks at her words. And he wasn't so out of touch with the world not to know what a sugar-baby was. But he wasn't that much older that Marty, I mean nine years, really wasn't that much of a difference, was it? Plus he really didn't have enough money to be classed a sugar-daddy, and he doubted he ever would. Not on a federal agents salary at any rate.

"I wouldn't. I talked to LAPD and they're more than happy to hand over the case. The report says it was a home invasion gone bad. Yusef Afzal was killed by blunt force trauma to the head. He was hit, he fell and then died." Deeks answered trying to steer the conversation away from his partner's words.

"And then half autopsied." Kensi continued for him before Sam took up the retelling.

"Then stolen."

"It's a bad day, even for a dead guy." Callen said with a shake of his head. There was something going on here, and they needed to find out what.

Before anything more could be said, Sam's phone vibrated with a text from ops. "Eric found the van." He read, referring to the coroner's van that had been stolen to transport the body.

"Kensi, take my sugar-baby here and check it out, will you?" Callen responded turning to the female agent and taking immense pleasure from the way his lover's eyes widened at his words.

"Sugar-baby? Really? That's what you're going with? Okay. But if we're gonna do a nickname maybe we should do something cool. Like sexy? Or, uh, hot-rod?" Deeks suggested as Kensi pulled him down the corridor, really not wanting to hear any of the other nicknames he could come up with for himself from his boyfriend.

"Hot-rod?" Sam asked turning to look at Callen with a raised eye-brow. Cos really? That was the guy he was in love with? The one who wanted him to call him hot-rod?

"Don't go there." Callen advised sensibly. He could come up with many names for Marty, but none of them, would he ever use in public thank you very much. And he would never call him hot-rod. Never, ever in a million years.

"I not gonna. But you know, if you need an out, I'm sure we can find a way of getting rid of the body. There's is a whole desert out there, and we all know how much he loves the desert." Sam replied with a chuckle at the look on his partners face at the idea of calling his lover hot-rod.

"I don't think we're there quite yet. But thanks." Callen responded dryly. He liked how he and Sam could banter about his relationship without any awkwardness now. It felt right, it felt good. With that in mind he turned back to the case, to find out what the hell was going on with Yusef Afzal.

Kensi waited until she started driving before deciding there was no time like the present to find out why Deeks had behaved the way he had around the LAPD.

"So have you told your friends about you and Callen?" She asked deciding to start simply.

"Er, Fern? You were there." Deeks responded, deciding not to mention the friends he had outside of NCIS. The ones he hadn't in fact yet told about him and G, mainly because he wasn't sure he was ready for the man he loved to meet them. Not that he didn't trust G, it was more them he didn't trust. Kip would be the worst, and he really wasn't sure he was ready for those two to meet, like ever.

"No. I mean the ones from LAPD." Kensi continued after hitting his arm for once more calling her Fern. She would get him to understand not to call her that one day.

"Kensilina, I don't have any friends in the LAPD. You know that." Deeks replied in his usual flippant tone using all of his best avoidance tactics to get out of giving her a straight answer. He hadn't really thought about it before, but whereas all of G's friends and family knew about them, none of his did. Not those that were just his friends at any rate. Hmm, it seems their roles had been reversed. Wow, weird.

"What about Steve? Monty's handler? Does he know?" Kensi pressed on. I mean Deeks had to be friends with him right? They shared a dog after all.

"I haven't told him, but I'm sure he isn't blind." Deeks replied, knowing full well that Steve knew exactly who he was in a relationship with now, not that G and he had met yet. But he was sure they would at some point.

"What do you mean?" Kensi asked completely confused by that question. What had Steve seen that would give away the fact Deeks and Callen were together? Or was that something else she really didn't want to think about?

"There is a very obvious photo of me and G together on the bookcase, one I think someone you know took." Deeks responded with a roll of his eyes. She had been with him when he had printed the picture out, surely she didn't think he had hidden it away somewhere that no one could see it right? I mean what would be the point of that?

"Right." Kensi nodded. Okay that made a lot of sense. Then she thought of another group of people that she wondered if Deeks had told. A group of people he never really talked about. "What about your family?" She asked carefully. Not sure how he would respond to that after the comments he had made about his father in the past.

"No." was Deeks one words response.

"Why not?" Kensi asked before she could stop herself, then felt she could have kicked herself. She knew he didn't like to talk about them, I mean she wasn't that forth coming with information on her own family. She needed to stop prying. She was just about to say that it didn't matter when Deeks sighed and turned to look at her.

"I love my mom, don't get me wrong, but she can be a little… intense." He replied, trying to find the right word to describe his mom. Intense was the only one he could come up with. She was unique, and had been through a lot of shit in her life, and she loved him and he loved her. It was just… she could be a lot to take. He wasn't sure G was ready for that, and he wasn't sure he was ready for that either if he was being truthful.

"And by intense you mean?" Kensi asked wondering for the first time just what Deeks mom was like. What sort of woman it was that had brought up her partner.

"Take me and times it by a gazillion, and you might be getting close." Deeks answered simply. He knew he could be a lot to handle at times, so he was sure his partner would understand what he meant by that sentence.

"Wow, okay, that's… intense. Won't she approve of you and Callen?" Kensi asked wondering if that was why he hadn't told her. Because she was sure that as Callen loved him, he would be happy to deal with his mom. He had never had a family after all, surely he would be happy to be taken into the Deeks fold.

"What? No, the complete opposite. Five seconds after meeting G, She'll no doubt start asking when we're moving in together and gonna adopt a child, or something like that. I would prefer not to have G running away from me as fast as he can." Deeks replied without thought, already hearing the questions his mom would fire at G if and when they met. Oh yeah, that could not go well. He could imagine the panicked look in his boyfriend eyes just as he made some excuse and ran.

"But you'll have to tell her some time." Kensi reasoned, surely it would be best to get it over with now right? That way at least his mom wouldn't be hurt to find out he had been in a long term relationship and not told her about it.

"I know, and I will, you know, in a few years when we're ready to answer her questions." Deeks replied simply. It made perfect sense to him.

Kensi knew not to push it any further and therefore turned her mind to the words Deeks had spoken, and something popped out at her making her smirk slyly as she innocently asked "so you think you and Callen will someday get a kid?"

"Okay. Wow. Now you're doing it. I didn't say that." Deeks yelped, his eyes widening at how she had taken his words. Him and G having kids? The thought hadn't even crossed his mind. Okay maybe once or twice he had idly wondered if they would maybe one day settle down together, but that didn't mean he had it planned out. Sure he had always wanted kids, but… no. He needed to stop this conversation right now.

"But you've thought about it? I mean you must have, you're the one who brought it up." Kensi replied smirking even more as she pulled her car into park and watched as Deeks jumped out as quickly as he could as he spoke.

"Whoa, look we've arrived. Enough about my love life, let's get back to the case shall we?" With that he resolutely turned his mind back to what it was they were doing there. "It's not much of a plan. Steal a body, steal a van, drive four blocks and abandon the van. I mean, this is completely nonsensical." Deeks desperately said as he pulled out his gun, any way of getting Kensi of her previous topic of conversation.

It seemed to work, of course the fact that the van was rigged to blow and did just as that as soon as they opened the doors helped a great deal as well. Hmm, maybe they had a plan after all.