"You know, when I pictured this vacation, I imagined a little more tropical beaches and a little less torrential rains," Kensi commented, peering out the cabin window with a grim expression.

Since Hetty disrupted their plans to road trip across the state after Deeks' FLETC graduation, they'd been forced to make alternative plans a few months later. By that time, the Airbnbs and hotels they'd originally booked were no longer available, or way outside their budget, so Deeks had to look for alternative accommodations.

Which is how they ended up in a little cabin smack in the middle of the Oregon woods. During a particularly rainy week. Normally, the rainy season had wrapped up by April, but not this year. It had started raining shortly after they arrived, and barely let up since.

All the fun activities Deeks had planned went to the wayside, keeping them cooped up inside for the most part.

"I'm sorry," Deeks apologized, wrapping his arms around from behind, and resting his chin on her head. "Everything I checked indicated that the weather would be nicer by now."

"It's not your fault." Kensi made a disgruntled sound. "You didn't decide to come home from FLETC early, or cancel our vacation."

From her tone, he could guess who she did blame. Once the dust had settled around his expedited graduation, Kensi's annoyance had grown exponentially. Four months later, and she still hadn't completely forgiven Hetty for her scheming.

Kensi slid her hand up to cover his. "I know how hard you tried to make this a good trip."

"You just were hoping that leaving the cabin didn't require water skis?"

She snorted at his summation, then sighed deeply.

"I guess I was hoping for this to be a break from all the crappy stuff that happened this past year. Now this just seems like an omen of more disappointment."

They watched the rain pour down onto the flourishing trees and vegetation. It seemed to fit Kensi melancholy, the familiar scent and sound of water hitting leaves.

"You know, there's no reason why we can't go for a small hike," Deeks suggested a few minutes later.

"You mean other than the flood?" When he didn't respond, Kensi twisted her neck to look at him. "You're serious."

"Yeah. We brought boots and jackets. It'll be good to get out." He paused, lowering his voice playfully. "Unless you think you can't keep up. I mean I prove that I'm capable of keeping up with FLETC's best."

"Oh, I can definitely keep up," Kensi said with a hint of her usual competitiveness. Exactly as Deeks had hoped. "Get your raincoat and try not to fall, Atticus."

Ten minutes later they were decked out in coats, boots, and carrying umbrellas just in case. They decided to take one of the many trails that surrounded the cabin—a huge selling point when Deeks had booked the place.

It was surprisingly peaceful, and as they hiked through the muddy leaves and weeds, he felt his spirits rising. It was also warmer than he anticipated. After trekking up a particularly steep part of the path, he tugged his hood down, letting the cool rain wash the sweat off his skin.

"Deeks, you're going to get soaked," Kensi said, slipping over the leaves as she followed after him. He offered her a hand, and she tugged herself up, resting briefly against a tree, inhaling deeply.

"What didn't you ever play in the rain?"

"When I was about 5."

"You should try it again. It's good for the spirit," Deeks said, unzipping his jacket and shrugging it off. He stuffed it into the backpack he carried, then held his arms out from his sides as the rain began to seep through his shirt.

Kensi shook her head, then reluctantly stripped her own jacket off. Once it was safely stored away too, Deeks set the bag to the side, and took a few steps backwards.

"No, let's see if you can catch me," he taunted, darting off down the path.

He heard Kensi gasp something unintelligible, then the sound of her racing after him. Deeks grinned, dodging a tree stump. He kept a good gap between them for most of the chase until they entered a small clearing, marking the end of the trail.

Deeks spun around as Kensi crashed through after him, hair plastered to her head, and sweatshirt equally wet. She had a dangerous look on her eyes. He started to backing up, holding his hands up in surrender, but Kensi didn't stop.

Instead, she wrapped her arms around his middle, moving them both until his back hit a tree.

"Gotcha," she murmured, fire and triumph sparkling in her eyes.

"Yeah, you did," he said unevenly.

Stretching up on her toes, Kensi grasped the sides of his head, fingers sliding through his dripping hair, and kissed him. Her lips were hard and insistent, making him gasp. Dragging her hands down his back, she sucked his bottom lip between her teeth.

She pulled back with a wicked grin. "You know what else is fun in the rain?" In answer, she stripped his shirt over his head. The wet fabric clung to his skin, and they were both giggling by the time she got it off.

Sliding her hands across his bare skin, Kensi pulled his head back to hers.

"Best vacation ever," Deeks murmured right before their lips met again.

A/N: I have no idea if it was actually rainier in Oregon in April 2021.

Why exactly would they go to Oregon you might ask? Well, it's quite rainy there, and it's a fair distance from LA.

Also, the title is misleading since no actual dancing occurs.