A/N: This is so sweet and fluffy you just might get a sugar rush.

Once again, Merry Christmas Day to everyone who celebrates and a happy day to anyone who is just enjoying their Friday.

"Merry Christmas," Deeks murmured, rolling onto his side to kiss Kensi's bare shoulder. She made a happy sound in the back of her throat, reaching back with her eyes closed to clumsily touch his face. Her fingers brushed the softness of his facial hair.

"Merry Christmas," she sighed back, not willing to open her eyes yet.

"Uh-oh, did someone party too hard last night?" Kensi snorted and rolled onto her side, finally opening her eyes. Deeks smiled at her, his skin practically glowing in the early morning light, giving a dreamy quality to the room.

"Oh yeah, that sparkling grape juice and sugar cookies will take you out." Although eating homemade chicken (which was only a little dry, thank you very much) and potatoes on the floor by the tree wasn't how Kensi had imagined spending their first Christmas in their own home, it was pretty perfect.

She curled her fingers around Deeks' bicep, pulling herself across the bed so they were face to face and kissed him for several long, delightful seconds. "How's your back?" she asked with a mischievous smirk when they pulled apart.

"A little sore," he admitted. He snuck another kiss, winking at her. "But it was totally worth it." Kensi grabbed at his arm as he started to slide away from her.

"Where are you going?"

"I have to get something. I'll be right back." She eyed him suspiciously, but didn't protest anymore as he hopped out of bed. It helped that he was wearing a very tiny pair of boxer briefs which emphasized...everything. She watched until he was out the door and then flopped down on her pillow.

He came back a couple minutes later, wearing a Santa hat, and with one arm tucked behind his back.

"Deeks," she said warningly, "That better not be a present." He grinned, tossing himself onto the bed, but still somehow managing to keep his hand out of view.

"But Santa always brings presents," he insisted cheerfully, shaking his head so the end of the hat flopped in his eyes.

"Babe, I thought that we both agreed not to buy anything because we need to save money." She made an exasperated sound as he revealed the present anyway. It was a small, white, unwrapped box with a silver bow on top. If she had to guess, it probably contained a piece of jewelry.

"I didn't spend any money on it," Deeks assured, bracing his forearms against a couple pillows. "Now open it." He offered her the box, balanced in the palm of his hand, and she reluctantly took it. She could feel his anticipation as she slowly lifted the lid. Cradled on a piece of cotton was a intricately carved wooden pendant, finished in a rich mahogany.

Kensi brushed her fingers over the intertwined heart set in an oval frame, stunned by the simple beauty of it.

"Deeks this is beautiful, where did you get it from?"

"One of the vets I surf with makes all kinds of carved jewelry. His daughter wanted to learn to surf to, so I traded some lessons in exchange for this." He nodded at the pendant. "There's an inscription on the back."

Kensi flipped it over, squinting a little to read the tiny print.

"Wherever You Are Is Home". She felt tears well in her eyes and leaned across the bed to hug Deeks, the necklace clasped tightly in her hand.

"It's perfect, Deeks. Thank you," she said, holding him tightly. Reluctantly pulling away, she leaned over to her bedside table and retrieved a present about the size of a cigar box. "I was going to wait to give you this, but since were apparently giving presents now, I might as well. Merry Christmas, baby."

Deeks squinted an eye at her, pulling at the green ribbon tied around it.

"So much for not buying presents," he commented wryly.

"I definitely didn't pay anything for this and I didn't trade anything either." She pressed her lips together, her heart racing a little as he removed the wrapping paper and opened the box, a frown appearing as he saw the contents. He pulled out a tiny pair of white booties, the edges bearing a couple scrapes, but otherwise in pristine condition.

"Baby shoes...?" Kensi let out a trembling sigh at his question and said,

"Remember how I said last night that maybe we'd have another little Deeks by next Christmas?" He nodded, still not following along. "Well, we might need those a lot sooner than you thought."

He was silent for another moment and then his head sprang up.

"Kensi are you telling me...?" he whispered, shaking his head in disbelief as she nodded.

"I'm pregnant," she said, voice breaking. His face split with a massive smile, and he surged across the bed, clasping her against his chest.

"Oh my god, I can't believe this. When, how? I thought we missed the cycle this month."

"I thought so too, but I took a pregnancy test last week just out of habit and it was positive. I was going to tell you right away, but then you were at LAPD all day and while I was waiting I decided to go through the keepsakes my mom gave me." She smiled gently, brushing her fingers over the shoes, which Deeks still cradled in one hand. "Then I found these."

"This is unbelievable," he murmured, looking at the shoes again.

"Another Christmas Miracle," Kensi said, brushing his hair back from his face. She was nearly overcome with emotion. "I love you so much Marty Deeks."

""This is the most ridiculous Christmas ever." He laughed, his eyes filling with tears as he kissed her again. "We're having a baby and I'm going to FLETC, and we just bought a house. We're insane."

"Yes, we are and I wouldn't have it any other way," Kensi agreed as Deeks pulled her back into his arms.

"Merry Christmas, baby," he whispered, lowering his hand to rest over her stomach. "And Merry Christmas baby Deeks."

A/N: Obviously this pregnancy reveal is a separate scenario from the previous one. The beast has been reawakened, expect many a baby fics from now on.