A/n: HI! So, I kind of lied to you in my description, but now that you're here :)

This collection of one shots will be based on Taylor Swift's new album 1989.

Now before you leave, these are not song-fics. I'm not quoting the album to you. Those are her words. I do not own them. (Also, NCIS:LA isn't mine, by the way. In case you hadn't noticed.)

If you hate Taylor, you'll probably never notice. Its vague connections. It's Densi, not Haylor.

I'm just going to go in order down the track list, from Welcome to New York to New Romantics. I hope you'll stick around. Some will be longer than others, some will be awesome, some not so much. Like, for example, this one right here. It's like, 200 words. And I do not like it. However the second one I do enjoy, so, just going with it. (Posting it too, to make up for how bad this one is.) It'll probably be like this throughout.

OH, and if you do love Taylor, totally listen to the corresponding song while reading, because that's always fun.

Track 1 (Welcome to New York)

They've had a hell of a year.

Honestly, more like two years. No, make that a hell of a partnership. Its never been right. Something has always been wrong.

But they've made it. They've thrived. There have been ups and there have been downs. But its been a ticking time bomb. A literally bomb, on several occasions.
But he knows as he presses his lips to hers for the first time since she was shipped off to Afghanistan, that this love has been waiting for them.

Her face is glowing, her smile radiating. This doesn't happen by chance. They've both been looking for this, whether they'll admit it or not.

He could never get tired of her. He never will. She's past Jack now. She's locked him away in a drawer and thrown away the key.
She's ready for a new rhythm, the rhythm she's been dancing along to since Marty Deeks waltzed into her life all those years ago. And she's ready to embrace this all the way. Home, work, everywhere. She's diving in head first and she's not going to turn back.

Now that he's ready, nothing can really stop them. They know there will be challenges. But there always have been. They can love and want each other. They've been doing it. They just
have to keep it up. And that can't be hard.

Their love is like a big city. They're evolving, ever changing people. But they're not about to change the face that they are in love. But they're facing the fact that this desire cannot be contained or stopped. And why should it?

When you're finally happy, why on earth would you try to make it stop?