A/N: For this story, I've decided to revert to one of the AU Densi families I created. It's not that I don't like Rosa, but I think this concept works better with a younger child. My inspiration is the short story "The Gift of the Magi". Densimber Day 14.

"Daddy, where are we going?"

"To visit a buddy of mine," Deeks replied, looking in the rearview mirror at 5-year-old Caleb. He had a Captain America book tucked under one arm, his eyes furrowed as he watched the scenery pass by.

"Is that why you brought a surfboard with? So we can go surfing?" he asked. God, Deeks loved his curiosity. He was never satisfied until he had all the answers.

"No, we're not going surfing. We're going to visit Jake to see if he wants to buy my surfboard."

"But daddy, that's your favorite one. It's super special." Caleb sounded horrified and when Deeks checked the mirror again, he saw his eyes were wide with something like horror.

"It is," Deeks agreed. "But sometimes there are more important things."

"Like paying bills?" Caleb asked softly. "I have some money if you need it."

Deeks' heart just about broke at the sincerity in Caleb's voice. He would break his piggy bank open in a second if he thought it would help. Reaching back, he ruffled Caleb's unruly blond hair.

"Oh kiddo, I appreciate that, but we got enough money to pay the bills. This is to get mommy a Christmas gift."

"Alright, put your finger right there," Kensi instructed, waiting for Caleb to place his finger in the center of a brightly wrapped package. Then she knotted a piece of red ribbon, gently nudging his hand out of the way. He watched with awe as she used the blade of her scissors to create little curlicues.

"Mommy, do you think dad will like it?"

"I hope so." She was actually kind of nervous; this was more Deeks' sort of thing than hers. When it came to presents, Kensi often struggled to hit the sentimental or meaningful note that Deeks managed so easily. "Just remember, it's a secret."

"I know. I'm the best at keeping secrets," Caleb declared. Kensi almost chuckled at his confidence.

"Yeah, you are, Sweetie," she said, kissing the top of his head. Sometimes she couldn't believe this was her life. It wasn't always easy, especially with pulling back from fieldwork, cutting hours, and with that, the hit to their income, but Kensi wouldn't change a thing.

"So, what do you think?" Fluffing up the ribbon, Kensi held the wide, flat package up for Caleb to see.

"It's perfect," he decided happily.

Deeks wrapped his arm around Kensi's waist, watching as Caleb assembled one of his presents, a marble run, in the middle of the floor.

"Are you ready for your present, Mr. Deeks?" Kensi asked mischievously.

"Definitely. Let me grab yours."

They met back on the couch with each of their gifts, almost giddy in their anticipation.

"Open yours first," Deeks urged. Kensi slid her finger index finger under the wrapping paper.

"Airplane tickets?" she said a moment later, sounding stunned. "Deeks, you got me tickets to go to Puerto Rico?"

"I knew how much you wanted to join the Cupcake Squad for their reunion vacation." He shrugged.

"It's amazing, but baby, the money," she said, shaking her head. He scratched his head, screwing up his face.

"Yeah, I might have gotten a little creative for that part," he admitted.

"Deeks, what did you do?" She gave him a warning look, and he reluctantly admitted.

"Sold a surfboard."

"Deeks."

"I have other ones. I barely used it anyway, because I didn't want to wear it out," he explained quickly. "I swear, I don't mind.

Kensi was silent for a moment, her lips pressed together, then she hugged him unexpectedly. "Thank you."

"You're welcome. Now do I get to see what this massive thing is?" It was heavy too.

"Yeah, open it," Kensi said. She watched him with excitement in her eyes, but also something that almost looked like slight apprehension.

He worked at the tape along the back, waiting until he had it all loose to let the wrapping paper slide off in one piece to reveal a white box. He lifted the lid, Kensi's excitement catching on.

He was stunned into silence as he stared down at the painting inside. It was a hyper-realistic portrait depicting one of Deeks' favorite family pictures. Caleb sat between them on, halfway on each of their laps. One arm was hooked around Kensi's neck, while he leaned his head against Deeks'. They each had a hand pressed to his torso, completing the embrace. His favorite part though, was the utter happiness on each of their faces.

"Oh my god," he finally muttered. "Kensi, this is…wow, uh, this beautiful."

"It's not too much?"

"No, it's perfect." He ran his hand over his mouth, nearly overcome. "It kind of makes my gift seem a little basic. Really upping the ante for next year."

Kensi snorted, leaning her head against his. "You're ridiculous. And I love you," she said.

"So, uh, you want to tell me how you managed this? Cause this is really quality work."

"You know all those nights when I said I was working out? I was actually training a couple clients at a martial arts gym," she admitted. "Sorry I had to lie to you."

"I'll forgive you this time," he teased. "Seriously though, this is amazing and probably one of the best, most thoughtful gifts anyone has ever gotten for me."

"See, I told you he'd like it," Caleb added, running over to sandwich himself between them. "And I kept all the secrets this whole time."

"Yeah, you did," Deeks agreed, tousling his hair. "Good job, buddy."

He glanced over Caleb's head, into Kensi's eyes. Yes, this was everything.