All of the little moments we didn't get to see in 3x22, Neighborhood Watch. KD

Smell, Sound, Sight, Taste, and Touch. In which Kensi Blye and Marty Deeks finally come to their senses. Note: This story is all Densi, all the time. No side-ships here.

Deeks grabbed their finished bowls, heading out of the kitchen. 'How hard can it be' He shrugged his shoulders, back towards her as he walked away. 'It's a simple question of who you want at the wedding.'Kensi was quickly on his tail, arm extending out so the palm of her hand collided with his firm backside. 'Oww shit Kensiii.' 'About that hard.'

'This had been the plan, and she didn't like it one bit – because she liked it way more than what she should have.' Kensi and Deeks go undercover at a dance club and they're the bait. PWP basically, two shot. All kinds of M, so not for the kiddies.

"Hetty's words still echo in her mind, almost twenty minutes after her call. Mr. Deeks was tortured and shot. Meet me at the hospital as soon as you can."

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. Due to inclement weather, we ask that you all make your way to the ship's ballroom immediately. Thank you." Kensi and Deeks set sail to catch two killers, but the real threat is out of their control.

A Petty Officer with mob ties is murdered while at a couples' retreat. Kensi and Deeks are sent in undercover to uncover the truth behind his death. But can they stay on the top of their game when the lines between their aliases and themselves are blurred?

Ordinary objects can become anything but when these two are involved. Growing Sexual Tension might make it turn M in future chapters so read at your own risk. Kensi/Deeks

Two acts of kindness bring out Kensi and Deeks' true colors. Literally.

A series of events that bring Kensi and Deeks closer. Rated for themes, nothing explicit. Chapter 8 is rated M.