As the euphoria started to fade just a tiny bit, reality set in. Giving birth wasn't exactly an elegant business. There was a lot of blood and other…stuff surrounding them. Not to mention his hand, and clothes, which were trashed. More importantly, Kensi was still sitting in the middle of floor in only his t-shirt; she had to be freezing.

"Hey, let's get you against the tub," he suggested, noticing Kensi lilting to the side. He glanced around the bathroom, which was hardly a comfortable place to rest. "I guess we could get you in bed, but I'm not sure it's a good idea to move that much before Sheila gets here."

"Yeah, I don't think I could move if I wanted to right now," Kensi agreed. Together, they managed to get her, and the babies, shuffled back against the tub, a couple towels behind her for cushion. He grabbed several more bath towels from the cabinet—they'd be absolutely destroyed after this, but Deeks thought it was a worthwhile sacrifice—and laid them over Kensi's legs.

"Are you ok? I mean, relatively speaking. You're not in extreme pain or going to pass out?"

Kensi shook her head once, head falling to the side. One of the babies gave a high-pitched cry, instinctively rooting against Kensi's shirt. They were starting to move more, little fingers reaching aimlessly to explore their new world.

"Oh, are you hungry already, Sweetie?" Kensi whispered softly, that awe back again. She looked up at Deeks, already trying to wriggle free of one sleeve. "Can you help me take this off?"

After a significant amount of maneuvering, they finally got the shirt off, and Kensi let out a sigh of relief as she cradled both babies against her bare skin.

Deeks couldn't tear his eyes away, marveling at seeing of their twins in real life, not just a blurry sonogram, to feel their fingers curl around his. And he marveled at Kensi's strength.

"I'm going to call Sheila again and let her know what's going on," he told Kensi, reluctant to take his eyes off them for even a second.

"She's going to be mad we're putting her out of business," Kensi joked. "And then you need to call—

"—Rosa," they said together.


"Well, I shouldn't be surprised that you two decided to make an early and very surprising arrival," Sheila Balthazar said, speaking to the babies as she held a stethoscope to the little boy's chest. She shot Kensi and Deeks a smirk. "From everything I've heard, your mom and dad are handfuls too."

After helping deliver the placentas—Deeks was vaguely relieved he hadn't needed to do that part himself—Sheila let Kensi and the babies have a little more skin time before having Deeks cut their umbilical cords.

Now, Kensi was tucked into bed, the baby girl in her arms while Sheila finished their physicals. She'd already weighed them, checked their reflexes, and breathing.

She tilted her head, shifting stethoscope diaphragm a few millimeters to the left. After a few more seconds, she re-swaddled the baby, handing off to Deeks, who cradled him to his bare chest.

"They're both small, but that's normal for twins, especially when they're a little early," she explained. You have two beautiful, healthy babies. Congratulations, Kensi and Deeks."

"Thank you," Kensi murmured, wiping a few tears from her eyes. Deeks reached for her hand, and squeezed it.

"And good job to both of you with the delivery. I'm so sorry I couldn't get here in time."

"Well, fortunately, we had a good teacher," Deeks teased, nuzzling the top of the baby's head. Then more seriously, he nodded to Kensi. "What about Kensi. You said there wasn't any tearing and everything else looked good, but should we be doing anything else."

"Yes. You should all rest," she told him gently. "Right now Kensi's body is doing exactly what it should be. I'm going to stay overnight, like we discussed, just to monitor for any changes. For now though, I'm going to clean up that bathroom while you snuggle these babies."

Deeks started to get up, but she pointed a finger at him, her glare firm.

"You stay put. You've already done enough, and believe me, you're gonna need the rest."

Deeks sank back onto the bed, nodding to Sheila in thanks. He glanced over at Kensi, who was doing a terrible job of not laughing at him.

"Oh shush. You ready to call Rosa?"

"Yes! I feel bad that we didn't do it sooner," Kensi said.

"Well, we were slightly occupied. Besides it's probably a good thing that she didn't see when everyone was covered in blood." Deeks pointed out as he hit Rosa's picture in his phone.

Kensi wrinkled her nose. "Oh yeah, that's not a first good look," she agreed.

"Besides, she probably was in the middle of a class when all this went down."

The FaceTime dial tone rang a few times, before Rosa picked up, audio connecting before the video.

"Hey Rosa."

"Hi Marty. Is everything ok? You don't usually call me in the middle of the day," she said.

"Everything is fine," Deeks told her, keeping his voice calm and reassuring. "But, uh, we do have a surprise for you." He turned the phone so the entire bed was in frame.

Rosa frowned for a second, then her mouth dropped open. "Oh my god, you had the babies!" she shouted. "When did this happen?"

"Like an hour ago?" Deeks tilted his head. "Maybe less. Kinda hard to tell. Time's a little nebulous right now."

"In true nature for our family, they decided to show up early and fast," Kensi said, shifting against her mound of pillows. She glanced at Deeks briefly, her smile soft and fond. "So quickly, that Deeks had to deliver them."

"Oh mi dios," Rosa whispered, covering her mouth. "¿Estás bien, Kensi?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. I mean, fine for just having pushed two babies out with very little warning," Kensi amended. Rosa still looked concerned. "I promise I'm ok. Sheila said we're all healthy."

"Thank goodness." Rosa smiled, putting a hand on her cheek. "Are they girls or boys? No wait, don't tell me. I want to find out when I get there," she said, speaking almost as fast as Deeks could in heightened moments. "I'll be there in an hour and a half. Maybe less."

"Don't you have another class?" Deeks asked, his dad side kicking in.

"There's no way I'm going to ethics when I have two siblings waiting at home. The professor's cool anyway. He'll understand," Rosa said. By the way the video shook, he guessed she had already started for her car, at a fast pace.

"Alrighty, then. Drive carefully, see you soon, and we love you."

"Love you, Rosa," Kensi called out softly.


Deeks heard the door open and shut roughly and hour and forty minutes after they hung up with Rosa. A minute later, a breathless and excited Rosa popped her head through door.

She hesitated, seeing that Kensi and the twins were sleeping. Deeks gestured her in, rising to meet her with a hug.

"Hi," she whispered.

"Hey. I'm glad you made it." Deeks gave her an extra tight squeeze, before gestured to the bed. "You want to see them?"

"Oh, I don't want to wake them up."

"It's ok," Kensi slurred, pushing herself up a little. "I'm just dozing. Come sit down."

Rosa gingerly sat on the very edge of the bed, looking uncertain now as she peered at the little blanket covered bundles on Kensi's lap.

"Rosa, meet your brother, Caleb, and your sister, Sophia," Kensi introduced them.

"Oh, they're beautiful."

"Go ahead, you can hold them," Kensi encouraged her. Rosa didn't move, her expression shifting to one of uncertainty.

Deeks shifted onto the other side of the bed, scooping up Sophia. "Here, Rosamund, you won't hurt them."

"But they're so tiny," she whispered.

"I know, but it'll be ok." He carefully shifted Sophia into Rosa's arms, which shook a little as she gathered the baby against her chest.

She ran her index finger along Sophia's cheek, who made a soft sigh-yawn in response, one of her minuscule hands blindly reaching out. "Oh." A tear slipped down Rosa's cheek along with the soft exhalation.

"Are you ok, sweetie?"

She nodded, a few more tears falling. "This is everything I've ever wanted," she finally said. "I'm just so happy."

Kensi wordlessly wrapped her free arm around Rosa's back, tugging her close

"We are too," Deeks murmured, embracing Kensi, Rosa, and the twins. He tucked Rosa's head under his chin, marveling at the family they'd created.


A/N: Did I just give Kensi an incredibly easy (relatively speaking in terms of speed and pain), if crazy birth experience? Why yes, I did.