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In the car, Kensi dried her eyes. "Deeks, something happened over there. Granger and I saw it all. Could that be why this is happening?"

"Why don't you start by telling me what happened?" He asked softly.

"We were heading back to camp, and someone tripped me. Granger grabbed me to stop me from falling, and as he pulled me upright, I noticed that there was blood on my clothes. When we looked up, there was a man standing a few feet from us, holding a knife and a gun. Another guy was on the ground, dead. The murderer saw us Deeks. He chased us. Granger stayed outside when we got back to base, to protect me from anyone trying to kill us. I thought it was over when no-one came after us again, but it isn't, is it?"

"It will be, Kens. It will be." He looked over at her and offered a half smile.

Kensi didn't smile back. She was thinking about how protective Ganger had been overseas, and how much she had grown to like him. Deeks saw a car behind them but tried not to say anything until the car came behind them, hitting their back bumper. It was all he could do to hang on and try to find some place to lose them. Kensi screamed as she jerked forward, nearly hitting the dashboard.

"Deeks! What was that?"

"Hang on."

Kensi gripped the dashboard with both hands as Deeks sped through side streets. There were a few more hits to the car before Deeks finally got away. Kensi relaxed as Deeks continued to drive at a normal speed.

"What was that?"

"Three guesses, but none of them are good."

"Where are we going?"

"We're gonna make sure we lost them and we're going to the safe house."

"Where Deeks?"

He finally told her, but it was somewhere NCIS didn't have on books, didn't use.

"That's not ours Deeks." But Kensi didn't argue, feeling slightly better that it was truly a safe house that nobody could find.

"I know." But no one had known where Granger lived either.

"Will you stay?"

"At night. KC will be with you during the day."

"I'll have my cell phone with me all the time. You can call me whenever you want." He couldn't just stay there and wait when he could do something to prevent her being hurt.

"Okay Deeks," she said softly.

The tiny little girl smiled up at her godmother. There were no signs of the horrific birth she'd been through; in fact, she was the happiest baby any one had ever seen.

"She is so gorgeous KC. Can I keep her?" Kensi smiled.

"Not a chance." Callen said with a smile before KC could respond.

"You can babysit whenever you want." She and Callen were in the process of moving her and the baby to the suburbs of Los Angeles.

"Then I will babysit now." Kensi had originally hated the idea of being a babysitter, but seeing this baby made her change her mind.

"Am I gonna get to hold my goddaughter?" Deeks asked, silently helping Callen maneuver the girls towards the house.

"Uhhh, not in the near future....I want to hold her for a while." Kensi wasn't going to say that she felt safer while holding the tiny bundle in her arms.

"Maybe tonight, Deeks," KC said, accepting the hug from the man who had become like a big brother to her. "If it's any consolation, her other godfather hasn't gotten to hold her yet either." She looked pointedly at Callen. It said something that he was allowing Kensi to hold the baby; he usually didn't let anyone but him hold her when he was with his family.

Kensi smiled. "He likes me more than the others KC."

"I could have told you that a long time ago, honey." KC teased with a grin.

"Hey, I told you you were my favorite agent," Callen teased her, glad when they were finally inside.

A smile appeared on Kensi's face. She knew they were joking, but she didn't care. It made her feel a little better.

It was obvious that the house was in the moving in stage. "Hope it's not too cluttered..." KC started. It was hard moving in to a new place with a baby and with Callen back at work it was even more difficult.

"It's fine. I can help you with all this."

"Thanks, Kens." It would at least give them something to do.

As Kensi made herself at home, she felt scared. This wasn't fair, it wasn't right. Deeks made it obvious he didn't want to leave her, even if she was distracted by the baby. Kensi kissed Deeks, but stayed focused on the baby so he wouldn't see the fear in her eyes, or the tears running down her cheeks.

"Deeks...." KC started. "It's technically night time. It's your shift." Deeks was torn, looking at Callen to see what he thought.

Callen nodded, agreeing with KC, but pulling him aside anyway.

"Yeah," Deeks said, his eyes staying on the three girls.

"Kensi is scared, isn't she?" asked Callen in a whisper so only Deeks would hear him.

"Terrified." It was something he would have only admitted to Callen or KC.

"I promise Sam and I won't let anything happen to her Deeks. I promise."

"I know you won't. Neither will KC."

"Then what's bothering you?"

"You of all people have to ask that right now?" All the protection in the world hadn't kept KC safe the month before.

"Sorry."

"I am too." He knew how Callen had blamed himself for KC's injuries.

"It's fine, sweetheart."

(why, she hadn't been. in fact, she seems to have forgotten that kc spent more than a week doing the same thing kensi's doing now, only pregnant)

KC sighed, wishing there was something she could do, something she could say, but she knew first hand that in situations like these, nothing could really help except closure.

"Yeah, honey?" She asked, looking up.