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'Well?' asked Hetty when she saw the name of the person who was calling her
'This.... It can't... be happening. I'm supposed to have two and a half weeks left, TWO AND A HALF! And Deeks won't pick up the phone. And I'm in a lot of pain. And Deeks is going to pay for this...' Kensi was rushing around the room
'Miss Blye, stay calm and take a deep breath' tried to calm Hetty as she jumped out of bed and started to get dressed
'Mrs. Deeks now, to my dismay. Only a mini Deeks is capable of making my life impossible in this way...' She stopped to take a breath while another contraction ran through her from her lower abdomen. 'Martin Deeks, just for this you will take charge of each and every diaper!' cried the woman as if her husband could hear her.
'Kensi Blye-Deeks, you asked me to be your baby's godmother and I won't let you down. Do as we practiced: take the suitcase by the door and wait in the entrance. I'm on my way'.
Hetty Lange kept her word and in just a few minutes appeared with her convertible. Kensi had never been so happy to see her boss in the middle of the night. The woman got out of the car and opened the door to the mother as if she were a helpful driver. She then took it upon herself to put the suitcase and the baby seat in the boot while Kensi waited patiently, counting the contractions.
'Every five minutes almost.Most of the pregnancy without moving and now she's in a hurry'.
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'Deeks! Kensi called you!'
'Kensi?
'Yeah, Kensi. Tall, dark-haired, beautiful, scandalous smile, married to you, remember her?' said the always sarcastic Daniel Williams passing him his mobile phone.
Deeks called back. He had to pull the phone away from his ear when he received an answer.
'MARTIN FUCKING DEEKS, WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU???!!
Even Danny was surprised at how many decibels Kensi could use. The speaker wasn't on at all. Hetty took Kensi's phone
'Mr. Deeks. Your wife has tried to contact you to announce that she is in labour. We are arriving at the hospital, so please hurry if you want to witness the little miracle'.
'Yes, yes, I'm coming right away,' he said with a pleading glance at Danny, who just nodded and waved him away.
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On the bed was an exhausted Kensi, smiling. Next to her, the flamboyant father was holding a bundle wrapped in a pink blanket.
The little girl was red and wrinkled. She had a bush of dark hair that reminded her of Kensi's colour, but as rebellious as his. He was smiling like a fool. Watching that little face made his eyes blurred because of the tears that were streaming down his face. He didn't want to blink to hold them back in case that image disappeared. That being was part of him and part of the woman who was his world. He had always heard that newborns looked like no one, but he saw those two halves perfectly fused into that tiny being. So delicate and dependent on his care and love.
'Hello, my love.It's daddy. I love you with all my heart, but I'm scared. I'm not sure what I'm going to do, or how, because until now I've never been a father... Although you have never been a daughter either. I suppose we can learn from each other. Anyway,your mum and I love you so much we will give our lives for you if necessary. Don't ever doubt it' and kissed her delicate forehead.
'And we want you to know that you are named after two strong women who we love and who will be your guardian angels... wherever they are' added Kensi reminding Michelle with emotion
'Above all, be prepared, because you've come to a great family that goes beyond blood ties. Each one is crazier than the other, but they have a heart of gold'.
The detective ran a finger across his daughter's face, feeling the softness of her skin, almost like a peach. He went down the tiny chest and then, as if by instinct, the baby moved her arm and placed the little hand on her father's finger. That got the couple more emotional. And Hetty, the tough and relentless Hetty, had to dry her eyes with the back of her sleeve.
'Welcome, new generation of NCIS'