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She looked at the predictor again. She could not believe it. Tears welled up in her eyes. At last so much effort had paid off! After so much suffering, after being on the verge of throwing in the towel repeatedly, after so many shots... She was pregnant! Deeks would go crazy with joy. And Callen and Sam too, of course. Some time ago they had decided it would no longer be just the two of them, but that their partners would also have the title of father to that little one already on the way. God knew that cost too! Not only because of their fertility issues, but because the following week after the "seafood night" was a little bit difficult.
Kensi looked between the two stripes on the predictor and her left hand with those three names and smiled like a fool. If their lives were happy, they would be happier now.
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He had really messed up. Kensi would kill him. Callen would kill him. Sam would resurrect him to kill him again... Wait a minute, why was he worried? He hadn't brought this on himself, had he? Yet there he was, at his desk in the bullpen, staring at the positive test again. He had hidden it in his drawer so no one would see it. But he couldn't help but open it from time to time and glance at it, as if he expected the plus symbol to turn into text that said "ups sorry! There's been a mistake" or a label would appear that read "If found, send to Lizzy, from Ohio" or something like that. Fuck!
He had been feeling sick the last few days. So had Kensi, so he thought one of them had caught the flu and given it to the other. But he was run out of Paracetamol, so he went to his doctor. When asked why he needed this prescription, he told her the symptoms. The woman immediately sighed with a laugh, turned and pulled out a small box from a small cabinet next to her desk.
-Honey, this is what you need.
Damn Sam and Callen! What was he going to do now? Should he tell them? Would they take it well? What about Kensi? What if it provoked a confrontation? He closed his eyes and tried to calm his breathing, but it wasn't going unnoticed by a former SEAL and a former CIA spy, who said nothing, but looked at each other, questioning.
That's where they were when Kensi entered the place from the women's restroom, letting out a scream they had only heard her utter at the last Superbowl. With a start, the three men jumped to their feet.
-Deeks! I'm pregnant, babe!- she shouted, heading straight for her husband, jumping on him, wrapping her legs around his waist. Without coming out of his astonishment, Deeks wrapped his arms around her and let himself be kissed.
-Look, babe! Two stripes! Positive! We're having a baby. WE DID IT, HONEY!- she shouted excitedly with tears in her eyes, placing the predictor a few centimeters away from the blond's face.
Cries of excitement came from Sam and Callen, who came over to hug the happy couple. Deeks, however, seemed to be stunned, with an expression somewhere between surprise and horror.
-Deeks, are you okay? Aren't you happy?- a hint of disappointment in her voice.
-Give him time, he's just in shock- Sam laughed.
-You... you pregnant?- Deeks stammered and Kensi's voice was full of emotion again. She cupped his face with her hands
-Yes, baby
-Great! Me too!
IDIOT! Wanted to shout to himself, but he couldn't help it. Both his three companions and the other staff there, who had come to congratulate the couple, turned deadly silent.
-Wh-Sorry, what?- Now it was Kensi who couldn't get out of her confusion. Deeks turned to the drawer and pulled out his own positive test.
-I mean we’re pregnant. Not the metaphorical we, but the literal we. You know? You’re carrying a baby, I’m carrying another one… But that’s fine, isn’t it? I mean… We’ll both go through all of this together, feeling the same symphthoms, having the same cravings… It’s every woman’s dream: for their husband to know what they’re going through… Please, don’t be mad at me- he begged
Kensi stood there without moving a muscle, showing no reaction, good or bad. Both Sam's and Callen's eyes went wide. Even Callen took the test out of Deeks’ hand to take a closer look, as if wanting to make sure. Deeks, meanwhile, was trying to remain calm, but a nervous smile was already creeping onto his face, especially when his wife finally reacted. Slowly, like a cursed doll, she turned her neck until Callen and Sam were in her field of vision. They both blanched, Kensi only had that look when she went sniper mode.
-I'm gonna kill you- she whispered furiously.
They didn't hesitate and ran out of there like there was no tomorrow. Kensi took off after them. They all moved aside, knowing well that it was better not to get between Kensi
Blye and her prey.
-I'm gonna kill you both!- she repeated at the top of her lungs.
-Kensilina, please don't kill your other child's fathers!- Deeks shouted running after Kensi
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The bullpen remained quiet, perhaps expecting to hear cries for help or gunshots. But nothing happened. Hetty had witnessed everything in the front row and in silence. She nodded to herself, as if an interesting conversation was going on in her head.
-Ladies and gentlemen, back to your duties. I'm going to try to figure out where on earth two cradles could be set up here... and maybe look for two new agents, if they don't escape with their lives.