A/N: This one takes place the morning after yesterday's story.

Deeks groaned, shifting onto his back, his eyes still squeezed shut. There was a tiny foot digging into his ribs and his head felt like it used to after an all-nighter back in college. He was vaguely aware of Kensi moving around next to him.

"Oh my god, why do I feel hungover?" he moaned, shoving his face into his pillow for a minute. Kensi didn't respond so he turned his head and found her laying on her back, two fingers pinching the bridge of her nose.

"Not so loud," she whispered.

"I only had two beers last night."

"I didn't have any," Kensi said. "Is it possible to have a cookie hangover?" Deeks eased himself up onto his elbows, gently extracting Lily's foot from his side. Taking after her mother, she was spread out between them, taking up an incredible amount of space for someone so small.

"I don't know, how many did you eat?" he asked, starting to feel ever so slightly less terrible. Kensi shrugged, grasping her head.

"No idea. And then there were the brownies and ice cream. Oh, and Eric's freaking cheesecake. I think I might die," she whispered.

"I can't believe everyone stayed until 2. And my mom and Callen…" Deeks trailed off, unable to find words to express the memory. Kensi picked up where he left off.

"Singing "Jingle Bell Rock" while they did shots of tequila. I think that was one of the most surreal things I've ever seen. I didn't even know we had tequila."

"Not sure I can look at either of them for a while." Kensi reached over to brush his hair soothingly. "Do you think this means we're getting old?" he asked after a few minutes of silence.

"We're not old, we just aren't used to partying anymore," Kensi said, rolling onto her side. She looked a little less near death, but there were dark circles under her eyes.

"We almost fell asleep before nine," he pointed out.

"We're not old," Kensi repeated around a giant yawn. As if it would prove her point, she leaned across her pillow and kissed him firmly. Her fingers slid up into his hair and Deeks eased a hand free to cup her neck-

"I'm hungry," a sleepy sounding voice said. Deeks had approximately three seconds warning before Lily landed on his chest, her knees finding convenient place holders in his rib cage. Ignoring his groan of pain, she added "I want waffles."

"Daddy will make them for you in a few minutes," Kensi said, smirking tiredly at him when he narrowed his eyes.

"Sure, kiddo," Deeks agreed. Lily grinned and scampered off the bed.

"I'm gonna pay barbies and shopping," she said as she skipped out of the room. "And I want syrup and butter and sawbewwies."

"How does she have so much energy?" Deeks let his head flop back on his pillow with a muffled thud. Beside him, Kensi had curled up under the covers again.

"I don't know, but wake me up when the waffles are ready," she said.