Kensi glared at the item in front of her, crossing her arms and huffing slightly. She couldn't believe that it had happened again. It just wasn't fair!

"Kensi! Have you seen my comb?" Deeks' voice bellowed from the bathroom.

Huh, he must be finished with his shower already. A new record, for him.

Kensi forced her voice to sound normal, "No, I haven't."

She did not need his input on this matter. Nope. Not at all. Of course, this didn't fool her boyfriend and partner. It never did. He poked his head around the door to the living room, his hair a soaking wet mess. She scrunched up her nose, it wasn't exactly attractive plastered to his head like that. Kensi much preferred the 'just woken up' look on him. Much less blond seal look and more sexy.

"Everything okay?" He asked.

She smiled unconvincingly at him, hoping that the side table was out of his line of sight.

"Why wouldn't it be?" she asked.

Dammit, her voice. Why did it always have to do that? Maybe he wouldn't notice.

"Because you sounded and still sound weird," he told her, coming into the room.

Of course, he noticed.

"Did not."

"Did so."

He shook his head like a dog, spraying water everywhere. Kensi tried to block it with her hands. She didn't want her shower right now.

"Hey!" she complained as he just grinned lazily at her.

"You love it really."

She glared at him, ignoring the fact how scruffily handsome he now looked with his hair sticking up in a mess. He slid next to her on the couch.

"Now, what's got you all hot and bothered?"

She glared harder at him but she couldn't help but poke her bottom lip out in a pout.

"Nothing."

"Uh huh."

"It's nothing!" She insisted.

There was no way she was going to tell him what had happened. He'd never let her live it down. His eyes narrowed at her; she was going to have to distract him.

"I'm not hot and bothered right now," she said in a low tone, trailing her fingers down his arm. "But maybe you could fix that?"

Deeks leaned in for a kiss on the lips only to divert it at the last second and kiss her head instead. He used her brief confusion to expertly grab her wrists to stop her from teasingly tempting him. She was not amused.

"Hey!" she protested, wiggling against him.

"Hey."

Kensi growled at him, not liking the fact that he had the upper hand.

"What are you trying to hide from me?" he asked, a lazy smirk on his face.

"Nothing!" she said brightly.

"Uh huh."

"Did you say that you were looking for your comb?" she suddenly asked, babbling as she tried to distract him. "Because you had it yesterday in here and set it on top of the TV. Monty might have got at it, like your hat. You should check his basket or-"

He wasn't fully listening to her, his eyes looking about the room in an effort to gain a hint at what she was hiding. Well, that wasn't going to happen. If she positioned her body just so-

"Aha!"

She sighed heavily. Apparently, all that did was draw his attention to it. She really should have known. She had better training than that.

His arm snaked around her and grabbed at the damned thing.

"Oh, Kensi," he said scoldingly, looking doleful at it. "How could you?"

She pouted.

"I didn't do anything," she whined.

Deeks critically inspected the extremely sorry looking plant. A leaf fell to the ground, mostly withered brown.

"I think that was your problem," he said drily, setting it back on the table.

"How come plants in the wild can take anything that nature throws at them but house plants, when you forget to water them on Saturday, die on Sunday?" Kensi ranted.

Deeks gave her a long look, lips twitching.

"You forgot to water your plant again, didn't you?"

Kensi huffed at him bit didn't deny it. It was all her own fault. She'd told him to leave the plant to her after he teased her about having a 'black thumb'. She'd insisted she didn't and could keep a simple plant alive. A succulent no less. Those things barely needed watering. Perfect for someone like her. Obviously, she was wrong. The dead plant in front of them was all the proof they needed. Another withered leaf fell off as they watched it. Kensi growled. It was doing that on purpose.

Deeks grinned and kissed her cheek. She shrugged him away and pouted even harder. It just wasn't fair. This one didn't even require daily watering; it was a succulent for crying out loud. The whole point of it was to store water for when it needed it.

"I did water it," she grumbled.

"Of course, you did," Deeks said soothingly.

It would have been a lot more effective if her wasn't damn well smirking while he said it. Ass.

"No more plants for you," Deeks decreed, reaching across to lift the dead plant out of the room.

"Hey!" she complained, making grabby motions towards it. "You can't do that!"

"It's dead, Kens, and I thought the guy at the shop cut you off."

"There are other shops that sell plants," she informed him with a sniff.

"Uh huh," Deeks rolled his eyes at her. "I'm pretty sure you're on a city-wide database at this point."

"The guy at the market was giving me a suspicious look when I was looking at the flowering cacti," she admitted.

She saw his lips twitch like he was trying to suppress a laugh. She poked him.

"It's not funny!"

"Uh huh," came his strangled reply, face twisting.

"It isn't."

Deeks quickly lost the battle with his amusement at that pronouncement, much to her displeasure. He laughed and laughed and laughed while she just stared at him.

"Are you quite done?" she demanded when his laughter turned to gasps.

He held up a finger for her to hold that thought as he tried to catch his breath. A few more minutes passed.

"Okay, now I'm good."

"Do you think I'd have better luck with ferns?"