Hi guys! So i absolutely LOVE the thought of Deeks being a dad and i've been thinking about writing this for weeks. Some persuading done by the ever awesome N7sdr93 (for those of you who don't know he's my brother) got me to actually sit down and start working on this fic! he read it before i posted it and he's just pretty much the reason why 90% of my fanfiction gets posted! so if you like it, thank him! if not, blame him lol!

Ok, i'll try not to make this super long. This is important! The whole Sidorov case doesn't happen and neither does the torture! (i really hate that episode) this is somewhere in season 4, i'm not real sure about exactly when i just know that it's some time after Neighborhood Watch (which is season 3).

that's pretty much all you need to know, i intend for this to be a lengthy fic, and i really hope you guys enjoy it and look forward to seeing what happens!

I do not own NCIS:LA. if i did i'd be wealthy and Kensi wouldn't be in Afghanistan, she'd be cuddling with Deeks and they'd have been official like, three seasons ago!

Marty Deeks awoke to the shrill ringing of his alarm clock, his least favorite way to start his day. He sighed, frustrated, and slammed his hand down on the noisy thing to shut it off.

Rubbing a hand over his face, Deeks looks around his room and the overwhelming silence of his apartment. Not for the first time, Deeks wished he wasn't alone; he wished there was a family running around his house.

But there were very specific people he wanted in this family.
And neither of them were options.

The scruffy LAPD detective let his mind wander with thoughts of a family, until a new noise broke the deafening silence in his bedroom. He glanced at his phone; a text from Kensi.

That quickly brought a smile to Deeks' face.

It's your turn to drive, be here in 45 mins. Bring donuts. –Kensi

"How could I possible forget your precious donuts, Kens?" Deeks couldn't help but chuckle as he managed to roll out of bed and head for his shower, after shooting her a reply message to inform her that he'd be there.

He didn't bother to tell her that he'd be there in in an hour, just to piss her off.

Callen and Sam looked up as they heard Kensi and Deeks bickering from the tunnel of the mission.

Callen smirked and looked back at his partner sitting diagonally from him. "I knew it was too quiet."

"Yea, you put the lovebirds in the same building and the volume increases instantly." Sam rolled his eyes.

"Lovebirds?" Callen inquired.

"Oh c'mon, G. It's so obvious they've got a thing. It's just a matter of time before they realize it themselves." Sam explained.

"I know they've got a thing. I think Deeks is too scared to try and make a move on Kensi." The senior agent in charge laughed.

His partner shook his head. "I think he'd make a move if he knew he wouldn't lose her." Sam said thoughtfully.

"You really think Deeks has the balls to make a move on Kensi?" Callen rolled his eyes.
"I'm just saying." Sam shrugged.

"Just saying what?" Deeks asked as he and Kensi entered the bullpen.

"Oh, nothing." Sam chuckled.

"Uh-oh. It's never good when Big Guy chuckles like that, Kens." The Liaison looked to his partner; making her laugh.

Sam never got the chance to reply, as Eric's famous whistle echoed through The Mission.

"Agents on deck! We gotta case!" Eric informed them, heading back into OPS.
"Already?" Kensi whined, grabbing her fourth donut and scarfing it down as she went.

"Bad guys don't procrastinate to start their day." Callen shrugged.
"Guess not." Deeks replied, walking behind the two senior agents.

Sam put a hand up and stopped him. "Whoa there, Shaggy; Eric said all agents. You're just the liaison." He smirked.

Deeks rolled his eyes, tired of always being the bottom of their jokes and not being good enough for the team in the senior agent's eyes.

Not being good enough, well isn't that just the story of my life? Deeks rolled his eyes again, pushing past Sam and Callen and following Kensi upstairs. He could hear the two laughing behind him but Deeks didn't turn around; he just let it go. As usual.

When they'd all made it up to OPS, the Wonder Twins started the debrief.

Kensi Blye was worried about her partner after they'd wrapped the case up that night. After interrogating a man a few hours before, Deeks had gone extremely quiet and appeared to be lost in his thoughts.

Of course Sam and Callen didn't pay enough attention-or maybe they just didn't know Deeks enough to know that something was seriously on his mind-and they didn't pick up on his change in mood.

But Kensi did.

Lately Kensi had realized she noticed a lot of things about Deeks; she noticed how his hair was so fluffy and soft looking, making her want to run her fingers through it; she noticed how his eyes would light up sometimes when he smiled; his smile made her want to smile too.

Kensi didn't know what to do with these realizations, so she tried to keep them on lockdown. But often times she found she couldn't keep them quiet.

Callen and Sam left minutes ago with a mere "goodnight" and walked away, but Kensi stayed behind; watching Deeks.

He was sitting as his desk, staring intensely at something on his laptop; a pen in between his thumb and index finger, twirling it mindlessly.

"Hey Deeks?" Kensi asked finally, breaking the silence.

The detective lifted his head up at the sound of her voice. "Yea, Kens?"
"Are you alright? You've been...quiet." She said, shifting on her feet.

A small chuckle left his lips. "I thought you're always telling me to be quiet? Now that I finally listen for once you're still not happy, Blye?" He asked.

Kensi heard the teasing tone, but she noticed a bit of truth in there. She wondered if she made him feel like she didn't want him to talk; if she'd hurt his feelings.

Kensi also found herself wondering why she cared. There was a time not so long ago when she wouldn't care about what anybody else thought; only herself. But now, Kensi takes his thoughts into consideration sometimes.

And she can't fathom why.

"Well, it's just not like you, Deeks. I was wondering if you were alright." She asked gently.

Deeks smiled slightly at her words. "Thanks for your concern. Yea, no, it's just...that guy we interrogated...he has a son, did you catch that? And when I was talking to him it just seemed like the guy didn't care what he did or how it would affect his kid. It just bothers me, I can't understand why anyone would be like that to their kid." Deeks found himself opening up.

Kensi frowned. She immediately connected his words to his dad, and figured that was the source of Deeks' mood change. "It doesn't make sense; how anybody couldn't love their child...but we managed to get him back to his family, that's a good thing." Kensi tried lightening the situation.

"Is it?" Deeks asked.

His partner couldn't find an answer to that. "Deeks, if this is about your father..." She trailed off, not sure how he would react.

But the scruffy man just shook his head. "No, Kens. It's more than that. A lot more." He said, barely audible.

With that, Deeks stood up and threw his back across his shoulders. "I'll be fine. Don't worry about me, Princess." He smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes.

Kensi tried to smile back. "You never let me pass when I say that." She said.
"Yea but I actually mean it. You, little fibber you, you don't." Deeks chuckled.

Kensi stepped towards him and punched him in the arm. Deeks quickly shut his laptop and shifted on his feet. "I'll see you Monday, Kens." He told her.

She nodded. "See you, Deeks." Kensi called after him as he walked out.

Kensi didn't know that Deeks shut the laptop so she didn't see the picture on his screen.

The picture of a little boy, about three years old, with shaggy blonde hair and baby blue eyes.

Just like his daddy.

Deeks had drove straight home and was greeting by Monty as he walked in the door. The man smiled slightly as he scratched the dog's back.

"Hey there buddy." He said. The dog barked in response. "So what are we gonna do tonight, Mont? Just us two." Deeks sighed.

Monty turned his head and merely stared up at his human before walking over to his bed and laying down.

"Yea, no, ok. That's fine." Deeks snorted, walking over to the couch and flopping down on it.

Deeks had stumbled into a bit of a depressed phase. The case load at work had only gotten worse and more intense by the day, leaving him little time to decompress afterwards.

And, Deeks hated coming home to no one but Monty. He wanted to come home to a family. To kids. To a wife.

A wife.

As he thought those words, Deeks' mind immediately went to Kensi. She had been the object of his affection from the second she walked into that MMA gym. His feelings for her had only gotten stronger, and had sharply increased ever since they'd gone undercover as a married couple.

Waking up to one Kensi Blye lying in bed with you, cuddled up to you, tended to change things.

And it had.
A lot.

It made his heart ache for more, but he knew she wanted to keep them strictly partners at work. And Deeks would never to anything to jeopardize what they had now. This thing they had, he thought with a smile.

Suddenly, his phone ringing had brought him out of his thoughts, much like this morning. Deeks hoped it was Kensi wanting to hang out; they had started doing that from time to time and he loved any time he got to spend with Badass Blye.

Deeks reached over and looked at the number calling him, and he immediately shot up off the couch. This number rarely called him. Rarely. And when it did, Deeks thanked every lucky star out there.

"Hello?" He answered immediately.

"Marty. I'm in town, I need to talk to you in person." A woman's voice said over the phone; her tone was unfriendly, as if she really despised talking to Deeks.

Deeks' heart froze for a moment. "Is he with you?" He asked, his voice full of hope.

The woman huffed into the phone. "Of course he is. I need to see you now, it's important."

"Yea, no, great! How about on the beach, I go surfing there all the time and I really think he'd love it." Deeks said, a smile growing on his face.

"Yea. Ok. Whatever. Be there in ten minutes." The woman replied, a cold tone in her voice.

"I'll be right there!" Deeks said, even though he knew the woman had already hung up. He jumped off the couch and ran out the door to his car.

Deeks made it to the beach in five minutes.

Deeks was bouncing on his heels with excitement as he waited by his car. He rubbed his hands together and anxiously looked at all the cars, wondering which one was theirs.

Finally, a taxi pulled up and a dark haired woman got out; an exasperated look on her face. Deeks started walking towards her, but as soon as the other passenger slid out of the car, the woman was the last thing on his mind.

"DADDY!"

and there we have it! first chapter accomplished! Hopefully you like it and want to go through this fic with me! Please leave a review or a pm if you'd be so kind! Reviews make me very happy and put my self-conscious mind at ease! i promise more soon :]

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