A/N: Densimber day 24. Idea provided by mashmaiden.

"Ok, is everyone fully dressed? No spit up or other bodily fluids?" Kensi checked, looking into the back of the van to give a quick scan of Caleb and Sophia's coordinated outfits. Sophia had on a red dress with a poofy skirt and matching headband for her tiny curls while Caleb wore an adorable little red vest with tiny black pants.

It had taken the majority of an hour to get everybody ready this morning. Then Caleb had promptly poured orange juice on his shirt and Sophia somehow wriggled out of her shoes.

"Yes to both," Deeks confirmed. "Let's get inside to Santa before either of those changes."

"Don't forget your earrings, Kensi," Rosa prompted as Kensi started to get out of the van.

"Oh my god. Thank you."

"Does my hair look ok?"

Kensi stopped long enough to gently take Rosa by the shoulders, taking in her black and green dress, loose curls, and Christmas tree earrings.

"You look absolutely beautiful," Kensi told her honestly.

"You both look amazing," Deeks said, coming to stand next them with a twin in each arm. "And so do you," he kissed Sophia's head, then Caleb's. "And you."

Together, they all walked into the shopping center, following the signs directing them to pictures with Santa. At 10 AM on Christmas Eve, only one other family was before them.

Kensi took the opportunity to adjust the collar of Deeks' shirt. "Now you're perfect too.

As they waited, Caleb and Sophia took turns running between the various decorations, shouting out their best approximation of the name, and then hugging each item. When it was their turn, Kensi took Caleb's hand and started to lead him towards the stage scene where a kindly looking Santa sat.

"Nooooo!" Caleb wailed, pushing back against Kensi's legs as hard as he could.

"Sweetheart, it's just Santa," Kensi assured him, bending down to comfort him.

"No. Bye-bye." Caleb shook his head definitely. "Bye!"

"Ok, you don't have to sit with Santa. Mommy will hold you."

In direct contrast, Sophia ran forward, stopping in front of Santa with a look of awe.

"Hi Tanta," she said happily, reaching up to give him a high five. She pointed to herself. "Sopee." The man smiled with what looked like genuine delight and nodded along to her chatter.

Caleb tucked himself into Kensi's shoulder, but watched his sister with guarded interest. Rosa whispered softly to him in Spanish, trying to convince him that Santa was not scary.

"What should we do?" Kensi asked Deeks, who shrugged.

"Give him a few minutes?" he suggested. "Hopefully he'll warm up."

"No Tanta," Caleb repeated firmly.

"You got it, kiddo."

After a few minutes, Caleb let them carry him over to the stage, but glared at Santa the entire time while they arranged themselves.

"Sorry," Deeks apologized as he retrieved Sophia.

"Happens all the time," the man assured him.

Kensi stood to the left with Caleb, Deeks to the right with Sophia and Rosa directly in the middle. The photographer snapped several pictures with slightly different poses and then offered them a preview of the shots.

Deeks let out a snort when he saw Caleb scowling in all but one. "Yeah, that seems about right for us."

"It's perfect," Kensi decided.

A/N: I like to think that Kensi and Deeks would enjoy the opportunity to participate in all the cliché activities after so many years of missing those kinds of things.