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Kensi said a quick goodbye to Deeks, allowing herself a moment of regret as he disappeared inside his car, then got busy putting in an all-call to the team. Most of them beat her there, so she walked into a full bullpen, her entrance announces by the sharp clack of her heels on the ground.

"Ooh, Agent Blye, looking nice," Sam greeted her with a look of approval.

"I appreciate you trying to liven things up, but you really didn't dress up for us," Callen added.

"Hilarious. I was on a date." Kensi walked to her desk as spoke, retrieving her go bag.

Callen and Sam made twin sounds of surprise. "Ooh, do tell. He must be something special if you broke out the high heels."

"Either way, I'm certainly not telling you guys about it. Because every time I do go on a date, you act like complete children," Kensi responded.

"Hey, I am completely supportive." Sam jerked his thumb in Callen's direction. "My partner's the only juvenile one."

"Clearly. Just give me a minute to change and I'll be right back."

"Wait, how did you find out about the fire in the first place? Nell said you had a tip," Callen interrupted Kensi before she could make a clean getaway. She sighed, setting her bag back down.

"Lieutenant Deeks, from the LAFD told me," she said casually. Like it was the most common thing in the world.

"You've kept up contact with him?" Sam asked with mild confusion.

"Some." Kensi shifted from her right to her left foot, instantly cursing herself for the sign of discomfort.

"Wait, he was your date, wasn't he?" Callen's eyes widened in delight. He nudged Sam. "See, I told you she gave him her number."

Sam rolled his eyes in disgust and shoved his hand into his pocket, slapping something into Callen's palm. "Don't gloat."

"You guys bet on me? How would you even know about us?" Kensi demanded, caught between outrage and disbelief.

"Eh, we saw you flirting with him."

"And you like blondes," Sam added.

"The rest was a lucky guess," Callen finished. "Which you just confirmed.

"Ok, yes, we went on a date. Now can we move on?" Kensi begged.

"Hey, I just got the preliminary report on the fire," Nell said, appearing with her tablet in hand. "Wow, Kensi you look amazing!" Completely derailed from her original purpose, Nell stopped to give Kensi the once over. "Are those Jimmy Choos?"

"She was on a date," Callen filled in. "With the hot fireman."

"You thought he was hot?" Sam asked.

"I have eyes."

"You mean the one with curly blonde hair and the muscles and the shockingly blue eyes?" Nell put her hand to her chest as if she might swoon and made a dreamy expression.

"That's the one," Sam confirmed.

"I give up," Kensi sighed, flopping down in her chair and propping her now aching feet on the desk. The gossip about her dating life continued for another minute until she cleared her throat loudly.

"Hey, can we please get back to the case? We have to figure out who started this fire."

"Right." Nell scurried to the center of the room, but paused to whisper in Kensi's direction, "We'll talk about this more later."

"Well, since we arrested our guy, either we've got a copycat, or we didn't actually get the real arsonist," Callen said.

"Which means we might be starting from scratch." Sam rubbed his chin, and sighed, "We'll have to interview Parkins again."

"All right. Nell, you see what you can find on security cams, if anything survived," Callen decided. "Sam and I will go visit Parkins. I assume you'll want to handle the scene of the fire, Kensi." He added the last part with a sly grin.

"I do have an ongoing relationship with the LAFD now," Kensi said evenly. "Besides, Dee—Lieutenant Deeks is on the scene too, so I'll be able to—"

"Finish your date?" Nell guessed.

"No. I was going to say that Deeks knows our arsonist's M.O. He'll be able tell if this fire was set by the same person." Kensi paused a beat. "And, we're definitely making this date up."

"Hold on a second, you're planning on a second date with this guy?" Callen held up his hand with an urgency that suggested Kensi had just said something shocking. "You must really like him. One Date Blye has broken her bad streak."

"Are you done?" Kensi asked.

"Oh, not even close."

"Fine. I'm going to go put on shoes that won't bruise my feet, and when I come back, I expect this topic to be finished." Kensi looked around at them all, then satisfied, limped off towards the women's locker room.

"Yup, she's totally smitten," Nell said once she was safely out of earshot.


A/N: Once again, glad you're all enjoying this. It's been so much fun!