A/N: Densimber day six.
"Hey, I just got a call from the school. Caleb and Sophia's teacher has requested we stop in for a meeting," Deeks informed Kensi.
"Oh, not again," Kensi groaned.
"I mean, at least it's only the second time this year."
"Which wouldn't be that bad if the first time wasn't because they told an entire table of six-year-olds 'mommy and daddy don't shoot people anymore'." Pinching the bridge of her nose, Kensi exhaled extremely slowly.
"Yeah, that was not a fun meeting," Deeks agreed. "I suppose it's a relief they didn't actually try to bring a weapon to show off."
"That makes me feel so much better," Kensi said.
"I guess we better find out what happened."
With a reluctant sigh, she took his offered hand, and they walked to the twins' room together. They found Caleb and Sophia laying on the floor, coloring a giant picture of Disney characters, the very picture of innocence.
"Caleb, Sophia."
Caleb paused long enough to look up. "Hey."
"Is it time for dinner?" Sophia asked, mouth slightly open as she worked at a small section of the picture.
"No, we have about half an hour," Deeks said, getting down on his knees beside them. Kensi joined him, sitting cross-legged. "Did anything happen at school today?"
Sophia tilted her head, looking remarkably like Kensi. "We watched a video about penguins," she answered.
"And Liam got sick in gym," Caleb added.
"Well, that's lovely."
"That's not quite what we meant. Mrs. Rosenbaum called us. Do you know why that might be?" Kensi asked, raising an eyebrow at the twins. Caleb just shrugged.
"I don't know. Wait, we did have to go to the principal's office."
"I'd think something like that would stand out in my mind, but ok. Why were you in the principal's office?" Deeks caught Kensi's eyes, and saw the worried anticipation in her expression.
"I don't know. We were just playing bad guys and good guys during recess and showed Elijah defensive stragegies and then Mrs. Clark said it was against the rules," Sophia explained.
"And she took us to the principal," Caleb finished.
Caught between grim amusement and consternation, Deeks cleared his throat, and asked,
"Exactly what defense strategies did you show him?"
"A roundhouse and flipping him on the ground. Just like Uncle Sam showed us." Caleb nodded proudly.
"I'm the one who flipped him," Sophia said, puffing out her chest.
"Oh, I'm sure you did," Kensi groaned.
"Just like your mama," Deeks muttered. When Kensi gave him a sharp look he shrugged. "Thanks so much, Sam."
Drawing in another breath, Kensi took Caleb and Sophia's hand. "Guys, remember how we talked about there being certain things that you don't do or talk about at school?"
"I thought that was just for stuff with weapons and Uncle Arkady and Grandma Deeks' stories." Sophia looked to Deeks in obvious confusion.
"Oh it is," Deeks assured her. "We just neglected to add that you shouldn't show your friends and of the things your uncles show you. So that means no judo, tae kwon do, kickboxing, karate—"
Caleb raised a hand.
"—or wrestling," Deeks finished, and Caleb lowered his hand, shoulders slumping.
"Sorry we messed up," Sophia said softly. And didn't that just break his heart.
Sighing, Deeks pulled her into his lap; Kensi hugged Caleb into her side. "We know you didn't mean to, but you gotta be a little more careful, ok?"
"Yeah, please don't beat up your friends anymore."
They got two nods and Sophia hugged him tightly.
"Hey, why don't you guys get ready for dinner? Then we'll check any homework." Deeks patted Sophia's shoulder and reached over to ruffle Caleb's hair.
"Ok! Then can you tell us about the bad man who tried to kidnap you on your wedding?" Caleb requested excitedly.
"No, I wanna hear about when Mommy and Daddy met!"
Getting up, Deeks held out a hand to help Kensi stand as the twins argued.
"Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be normal," Kensi said.
"It would probably be a lot less interesting. And we'd probably never have met."
"In that case, I wouldn't change a thing." Kensi kissed him quickly.