A/N: Densimber Day 25.

"You know, I think this is the first Christmas that we haven't spent rushing around doing last minute things," Kensi observed, staring up at the decorated Christmas tree. She sat on the couch with Deeks, cuddled up with mugs of hot chocolate while Rosa sat cross-legged on the floor, knitting a tiny hat.

"Yeah, that surprised me," Rosa admitted. "I expected it to be a lot more organized."

"We always hope to be, but somehow we never seem to get around to putting around the last few decorations or wrapping presents."

Deeks cleared his throat pointedly, and Kensi amended,

"I never get my presents wrapped. Mr. Marie Kondo always has his presents wrapped by Thanksgiving."

"Thank you," Deeks said with a smirk and a gentle nudge. "You know I find your perplexing messiness and disorganization endearing at this point."

"Right." Kensi kissed his cheek. "I accept that we have very different views on that matter."

"So, what was different this year?" Rosa pointed to the neat stacks of packages.

"Well, it's possible I could go into labor at any time, so we wanted to be ready," Kensi explained. "Especially since twins tend to come early. So, we thought it would be a good idea to have everything wrapped and decorated."

"Well, unless they come in the next 10 hours, I don't think we have to worry," Rosa said, to which Deeks immediately gave her a mock stern look.

"Hey, do not tempt fate. We don't need them to arrive in the middle of serving the mashed potatoes."

"Ooh, mashed potatoes," Kensi sighed. Rosa giggled at the reverence in her voice, and Kensi shrugged. "I told you; your siblings have very particular tastes. I have to honor them."

"Uh-huh, like with those gourmet donuts that cost more than a coffee," Deeks teased.

"Hey, I once bought you a cronut. From another state."

"Ok, touché."

Turning back to Rosa as though they hadn't just had a mini debate, Deeks asked,

"Is there anything you want to do in particular today, Rosamund?"

"I thought it might be nice to go and look at lights after dinner," Rosa suggested. "Although I know sitting in the car so long isn't comfortable for you, Kensi."

"I'll be fine for an hour or so," Kensi assured her, patting roundest part of her stomach. "Besides, at this point most things are at least a little uncomfortable."

"Alrighty, then Christmas lights it is." Deeks checked his watch. "Which means we should probably get dinner started." He started to get up, but Rosa waved him back down.

"No, relax. I can start the chicken and water."

"You don't need to do that. You're supposed to be on break, remember?" Deeks said.

"I know. I really do not mind though, especially since I barely get to cook when I'm at school," she insisted.

"Thanks, kiddo."

"We're pretty lucky, aren't we?" Kensi murmured after Rosa had gathered up her knitting supplies and headed into the kitchen.

"We are," Deeks agreed. "We got one amazing kid, and two more on the way, we're here. I don't think it could be better."

Smiling, Kensi curled her fingers around the back of Deeks' neck, and his head down to hers. "Merry Christmas, Deeks."

"Merry Christmas."

They kissed for a couple minutes, settling into one another comfortably. Kensi noticed Deeks looking towards the kitchen a couple times, and shook her head.

"You're going to go in there, aren't you?"

"It just feels wrong to leave her all alone to cook on Christmas," he reasoned. "Besides, Rosa still doesn't know the recipe for green bean casserole."

"Fine. Let's go." Kensi reached for Deeks' hand so she could get off the couch. When Deeks started to protest, she rolled her eyes. "Hey, we do things as a family, right?"

"Always," Deeks agreed.