NCIS: LOS ANGELES…
HEAVEN WAS NEEDING A HERO…
PART 2...
DISCLAIMER:
NCIS: Los Angeles and the characters do not belong to me. The Gibbs team from NCIS will also be mentioned in this story; they do not belong to me either.
The song HEAVEN WAS Needing a Hero does not belong to me.
SUMMARY:
Kensi Blye agrees to ONE date with Marty Deeks, after the one date...things change between the two. Life couldn't get any better, until…
WARNING:
A Kleenex will be needed eventually.
CHAPTER 13: EMMA'S FIRST BIRTHDAY…
OCTOBER 3rd…
10:00 AM…
MARTY & KENSI'S HOUSE…
Last night, Marty, Kensi, Julia, Matty, and Emma went shopping for Matty's toddler bed.
Right now, Matty and Emma were over at Julia's so Kensi and Marty could get Matty's toddler bed put together.
Monty lay in the corner of the room.
It had been a long, tough getting Matty to bed last night…
When he kept screaming and throwing a fit that he wanted to sleep in his big boy bed and had woken Emma up.
So, then Marty and Kensi had to deal with a crying six-week-old, Emma, and a two-year-old, Matty.
It had taken over an hour before Matty had finally fallen asleep, and not long after that, Kensi was able to get Emma back to sleep.
PRESENT…
MARTY & KENSI'S HOUSE…
MATTY'S BEDROOM…
"Matty will be happy to sleep in his new bed tonight," Marty commented to Kensi. "As long as he doesn't wake Emma up again, I didn't think we were going to get any sleep last night," Kensi said, as they finished putting the bed together.
"Yeah, we didn't have any time to ourselves last night, and we haven't been surfing together in a long time, but since Julia offered to watch the kids for a couple of hours...we have time to ourselves now. Want to go surfing?" Marty asked, and Kensi rolled her eyes.
"We have time to ourselves, and you want to go surfing?" Kensi inquired. "Yeah, how about a date, we haven't had a real day to ourselves since the day Emma was born. I haven't had a chance to go surfing in a while." Marty told her.
"Okay, let's go surfing and then we can come home and take a shower before my mom drops Matty and Emma off." Kensi agreed, and Marty grinned. "Let's go, Wifey...let's see who can stay on the surfboard without falling off the longest." Marty challenged, and this time it was Kensi's turn to grin.
"Okay, but you're going to lose, Shaggy," Kensi said confidently. "You're so competitive," Marty told her, shaking his head with a chuckle. "Hey, you were the one to come up with the idea for our little surfing competition." Kensi reminded him.
Marty cleaned up Matty's room of the instructions, tools, and everything they had used to put Matty's bed together, while Kensi went to get ready to go to the beach.
TWENTY MINUTES LATER…
Kensi and Marty were finally ready to leave…
"Come on, Monty, we're going to the beach!" Marty called, and Monty came running to the door, tail wagging.
A LITTLE LESS THAN A YEAR LATER…
AUGUST 25th…
16:30 HOURS…
THE BEACH…
It had been a long day, but now everyone was meeting at the beach to celebrate the first birthday of Emma Rose Deeks.
It was hard to believe how the last year had just flown by.
Matty ran ahead with Monty right beside him, Marty and Kensi walked not far behind, making sure that Matty stayed in sight.
Marty had Emma in his arms as he walked beside Kensi.
"I can't believe today is Emma's 1st birthday. Thinking of any more kids, Kens?" Marty asked with a sly smile at Kensi.
"No, no, no...no, absolutely not, there is no way I'm getting married again, I told you when we found out about Emma that was it," Kensi said.
"Yeah, and I remember you saying the day that Matty was born, that you would kill me if I ever got you pregnant again. Yet, I'm still alive and we have Emma." Marty teased.
"Mama, daddy!" Matty yelled, running back to them with a huge smile on his face, a smile that matched Marty's.
"What is it, bud?" Marty asked. "Come on!" Matty yelled and started to run down the beach again.
"Go ahead, Marty. Emma and I will be right behind you." Kensi said, taking Emma from Marty, and Marty walked a little ahead to see what Matty wanted to show them.
Finally, Kensi and Emma came to a stop where Matty sat beside Marty.
"What are you two up to?" Kensi asked.
"Think Mommy and Emma can help us build a sandcastle?" Marty asked, looking over at Matty.
"Yeah, Emmy, sit here," Matty said, moving a little so his sister could sit beside him. Instead, Emma plopped down on Kensi's lap.
Kensi sat on one side of Matty, and Marty on the other side.
Looks like they started the beach party without us." Callen called.
Sam, Michelle, Cam, Aiden, Josie, Sadie, David, Nell, Eric, and Ryan came walking onto the beach.
"We can't help it if you show up late," Marty replied. "Building sandcastles?" Nell asked.
"Yeah, we decided that we would start Emma's birthday here at the beach, and then we'll go home to have the party...just like we did for Matty," Kensi explained.
"How about a picture?" Nell suggested. "I have an idea...be right back," Matty said and headed for the parking lot.
"Where are you going?" Kensi called after him. "Don't worry, Fern, I'll be right back!" Marty said, shooting her a smile over his shoulder.
It wasn't long before Marty came back with his surfboard.
"I think Nell was thinking about a family picture...not one of you falling off your surfboard," Kensi remarked, but Marty just laid his surfboard on the sand.
"Okay, come here, Little Princess," Marty said as he knelt in the sand and stood Emma in front of him.
"You wanted your surfboard in the picture?" Kensi asked, rolling her eyes.
"Well, it is a family photo. Monty, come here...yeah right there." Marty said as Monty took a seat on the surfboard next to Emma.
"Come here, Matty," Kensi said as she knelt beside Marty. Matty stood in front of Kensi, and Marty put an arm about Kensi...Nell finally took the picture.
"Great!" Nell said as she finally took the picture.
18:30 HOURS…
KENSI & MARTY'S HOUSE…
The team had come to Kensi and Marty's house to continue Emma's birthday celebration.
Hetty and Julia had met them at the house instead of the beach.
They had fixed a small dinner, and now it was time for Emma's cake.
"Happy birthday to you,
happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday, dear Emma…" Everyone sang, but Emma was starting to fuss and cry.
Kensi blew out the candle, and Emma smashed her hand into the cake.
"I want cake!" Matty yelled and reached for the cake...he smashed his hand in the cake.
"Matthew Ray Deeks!" Kensi scolded, and Matty looked at her with a cute, guilty expression.
Kensi fought to keep a stern look on her face.
"Emmy did it," Matty stated.
"That doesn't mean you had to do it, Matthew," Kensi told him as she tried not to laugh at how much he was like Marty.
"It wooked wike fun," Matty argued, and Kensi looked at Marty for help, who also looked like he was trying his hardest not to laugh.
"Come on, buddy, let's go get you cleaned up and have a little talk," Marty said, taking Matty down the hall to the bathroom to clean him up.
Finally, the cake was divided up, and everyone sat down.
"Matty is like his father," Callen stated. "Well, if Matty is like Marty...I think Emma might take after me." Kensi replied.
"Oh, come on. Out of two kids with De...Marty, you know one would turn out like him." Sam said. "Is that a compliment, Sam? You must like me better than I thought." Marty joked, walking back into the room, and Matty ran over to Kensi.
"Sowwy, mama," Matty said with a smile, hugging Kensi's legs and looking up at her with bright blue eyes.
Kensi looked down at Matty and then over at Marty.
"Matty and I talked," Marty explained. "I think you have a birthday girl that's not going to stay awake much longer," Julia said from behind Emma's highchair. "I guess it's a good idea for us to go then, it was a great party." Josie said.
After that, everyone said goodbye and began to leave.
"Okay, Matty...do you want me to get you ready for bed or do you want Daddy to get you ready?" Kensi asked.
"NO! No bed, no bed!" Matty yelled and took off running. Kensi let out a tired, frustrated sigh.
"Go put Emma to bed, Princess...I'll fight with Matty," Marty said and gave her a quick peck on the lips, before taking off after Matty.
"Come here, birthday girl," Kensi said, lifting Emma out of the highchair and heading down the hall.
Kensi grabbed a washcloth and cleaned Emma up, instead of waking her up and giving her a full bath.