a/n: I got this prompt on Tumblr, but it was the same thing as I planned on doing for this final track. This will conclude this fic, as its the last song on the album. Writing this has been absolutely amazing. Thank you all for the support and kind words and PMs and favorites and just reading it. Julie is one of my favorite things that came out of this fic, and if you ever want another take on her, let me know. I am game for it :)

In this one, a character named Maxwell comes up. In a one-shot prompt I got, I created their son, Maxwell. If you want to read those, check out Words. There are a ton of little fics there, several of Max takes in there. But he makes an appearance in here, so heads up. It's not necessary to read any of those to finish this one out though!

Bonus Track 3- Track 16 (New Romantics)

"I can't. We can't."

Deeks looks at her with very forgiving and sympathetic eyes. They're already sitting in the car in front of her mom's place.

"Sweetie, your mother is perfectly capable of watching him." Him is their three month old son Maxwell.

"I know she can watch him, she's watched him since I came back to work. But this is overnight."

He wants to point out that there is no difference between his lovely mother-in-law watching him during the day and overnight, but he knows its killing Kensi, so he doesn't.

"Kens, he's going to be fine."

"But what if he can't sleep? Or if he gets sick."

"He isn't going to get sick." Deeks turns around in his seat, looking at the mirror on the back of the headrest. Maxwell is in his car seat, fast asleep. "And he's already asleep."

"Ya, so now what happens when he wakes up and we're not around?"

He shakes his head. Time to take this a different route.

"You trust me, don't you?"

She rolls her eyes, "Yes. Every day. With my everything."

"I know our job teaches us to be paranoid, but this is nothing, Kens. He's going to go in, sleep a bit, take a bottle and a diaper change, then go back to sleep. That's all."

She starts to interrupt, but he says "Trust me," and she can't. She unbuckled her seatbelt with a huff.

She hops out of the car and carefully gets Maxwell out of his seat. "I don't want to do this," she says.

His heart kind of drops. He knows she doesn't feel ready to leave Maxwell overnight, but it also sounds like she's not to keen on having a night out with him. He's not sure what she's thinking.

Julia is excited to see her grandson. He wakes up before they leave, and although it alleviates one of Kensi's fears, it makes it even harder to leave him. They finally head out the door, and they both give him kisses, Kensi on the nose and Deeks on the forehead. Julia told Kensi how beautiful she looked, but it doesn't relax her at all. She does look beautiful, in her long lacy navy blue dress. She was definitely dressed for a night out with her husband.

She tries to stand by the door for a few seconds, and a few seconds was all Deeks would give her. It was already 7 o'clock. She gets in the car, and she honestly looks like she's about to cry. He thinks that maybe in a few minutes, the look will go away. However, it doesn't. At every red light, he glances over at her, and by the time they get to the restaurant, he can't take it anymore.

He pulls into a parking spot but he doesn't stop the car. He turns and looks at her, she's still visually upset. "Maybe we should just go home," he said.

She turns to loom at him, and her eyes get wide. "What?"

"You're not going to enjoy it if you're so worried. It won't be about us. Maybe stuff like this isn't for us anymore."

She can hear the disappointment in his voice, and she feels guilty. They've been neglecting each other lately, and this night was really supposed to be all about them. Yet it wasn't about them at all. It was her fault.

When she doesn't answer, he puts the car in reverse and gets ready to drive off. She chokes out a "Wait!" before he can actually get anywhere.

"I'm sorry," she says. "Dammit, Deeks."

He wants to be angry at her, but he can't. Not when she adds "I just, I just never knew I'd love another person as much as I love you. And it's hard to leave him like that for so long. I don't know how to deal with that yet."

She starts to apologize again, but shuts her up with a long slow and sweet kiss.

"I do want to spend a night with you, like we used to. Getting tipsy and dancing and having really, really loud sex at 3 am. It has nothing to with me not wanting alone time with you. It just makes me nervous to leave him."

Before she changes her mind, she unbuckles herself and grabs her clutch. She pulls out a tube of eyeliner and fixes what her damp eyes ruined. She puts on a little more lipstick, and then she gets out of the car.

He's close behind her. He loves that she's stubborn, and that when she's made her mind up that she's doing something, she does it, no matter what.

The restaurant they went to was nice, but not crazy nice. They both got wine, knowing they'd never end up in a bar tonight after her comment about wanting to have 'really loud sex.' They could drink beer and dance around in the living room, and it would be much easier to go upstairs than have to drive home first before they could do anything.

That's what they thought, anyway.

It was almost as if Kensi had forgotten how much fun it was to just he with him, to just be his. She was still this flirtatious sexual being. She'd become a mother, and forgotten a little. She was tired and worn out from it all, but she was loving life.

And so, since they were doing this, and they were already dressed for the occasion... she suggested that they go to a bar anyway. He was suprised, but didn't complain. They were still Kensi and Deeks, Deeks and Kensi. Nothing about that had changed. They're still young and hopelessly in love.

He took her to the bar they frequented when they were first dating. She giggled and walked in with him around her waist. It was pretty perfect.

The bartender recognized them right away. "You two!" he called. "Haven't seen you in forever."

Deeks laughed. "Yeah, been about a year."

"Where you been?" he asked.

"Having a baby," Kensi smiled.

"That explains a lot," he said, returning her smile. "What can I get ya? Still want your usuals?"

Deeks nodded. "Sounds good."

The bartender pointed. "Go dance. I'll get on it."

Their little old favorite bar wasn't all too busy these days, but everything around them was familiar. It may have been only just a few short years ago, but there were so many memories of passionate kisses and longing gazes and brazen dances. As she wrapped herself around him, she realized that she'd been wrong. Yes, they were still Kensi and Deeks. They were hopelessly in love. But they weren't the same Kensi and Deeks that frequented this bar years ago. Their worlds were quicker then, more hurried. They had a kid now. That did change things. But that didn't mean they couldn't have nights out. They were a brand new version of the same romantic couple. They just had to find a balance. She had to find a balance of who she was now. It won't be easy at first, she she learned tonight. But now, she's ready to try and find it. And that makes all the difference.