"Negative."
"Hmm?" He couldn't hear her. She was speaking quite softly, and the halfway closed bathroom door separated them.
The door opened the rest of the way. "It's negative. As in, I'm not pregnant."
He watched her face fall, the disappointment evident. She kept blinking, trying not to cry.
"Come here," he said, opening his arms wide.
She gently fell into his arms, her head hitting his chest with a little thud. She was trying so hard not to cry. This was not the end of the world. But somehow, every time a test came back negative, it made it harder to believe that someday, they'd see a positive.
They'd been to the doctor, and there was absolutely nothing wrong with either of them. The doctor said it would happen when it happened.
Except it still hadn't.
There had been a lot of negatives now. She'd felt this disappointment before, and she never let it make her cry. It was going to happen. That's what the doctor said. Right?
But it was different this time.
Her eyes welled up and she pushed her face farther down into his shoulder. His hand found the center of her back, and his other hand cupped her head and twirled through her hair.
"We're going to get this. It's going to happen for us. Don't you worry."
"But what if it doesn't, Deeks? What if I never get pregnant?"
"You will."
"But what if I don't?" Her voice was raw and cracked, and she looked up at him as a tear slid down her cheek. "I didn't even want kids. This was never in my plan, and now we want this more than anything, and what if I can't give us that?"
He shushed her with his lips, kissing her as hard as he could. He pulled away, saying "You're putting to much pressure on yourself. This is a team effort here, Kens. You're going to get pregnant. And if for some reason you don't, I'm still going to be here, loving you more than anything else. Relax."
Her arms gripped him tighter. She tried to release the tension in her face. When she did, the tears she held back fell.
"I just want to have a baby with you."
He kissed her hairline and replied,"I promise you. We'll have one. Or two. Or three."
"How can you be so sure?"
He thought for a moment, before whispering in her ear. "Because you're Wonder Woman."
That was enough to make Kensi's body shake with laughter, and she kissed his cheek playfully.
"You always know what I need to hear."
He winked. "Its in my job description."
He then paused for a moment and added, "Hey Kens? You took that test a few days early. Why don't you take it again in a few days? Just in case."
"Deeks, I don't think I can take anymore disappointment right now."
"Just do it this one time. For me."
She gave him the eye roll. But yeah, she'd do it. He asked. She couldn't deny him that.
A few days later, she sat the newly taken test down on the sink on a tissue. She didn't have the heart to wait for the negative this time, and so she walked out of the bathroom and got on with her life.
They were watching TV. She was sitting in his lap when he asked about the test.
"Oh. Its on the sink. I haven't looked at it yet."
"Together?" he asked softly. He reached out his hand.
She laced her fingers between his. "Yes, together." She didn't want to face what was bound to come, but she could get through it with him by her side.
He led her to the bathroom door and then he crouched down and sat on the floor. She closed her eyes, grabbed the test and sat down next to him. She held the test up in front of them.
"On the count of three, we open our eyes." he said. "One."
"Two," she added.
Together, they said three, and their eyes flicked open.
After the initial shock wore off, she fell into his lap and he surrounded her with his arms and legs and lips and she squealed like a little kid. The smile on both their faces couldn't have been bigger. Monty heard the ruckus and came to investigate, and joined the couple in their wrestle with a couple of big licks to Kensi's cheek.
Positive. They were going to have a baby.