#nellverine

A/N: Little Deja Vu from Raven & the Swans (4x22)

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Coming out of the en suite, she immediately shakes her head seeing him sprawled out on the bed. “Uh-uh, babe, you know that’s my side.”

“Sorry, not this weekend. I wanna watch the snow fall outside the window.” He sends her a winning smile as he throws his arms behind his head, relaxing against the pillows.

“Well, maybe I wanted to watch the snow fall.”

“Oh, you can. From the other side of the bed.”

She gets that look in her eye, trying to scare him a little before she’s running across the room and jumping on top of him, straddling his hips and pulling the hem of his shirt over his head leaving him blind to the world around him as her fingers find his sides beginning their assault. “Can you see the snow now? Huh? Huh?”

Not having heard the commotion coming from inside the guest room, Nell walks in, immediately regretting that she did. “You know, if you’re gonna do that, the least you could’ve done is close the door.”

Sitting up with his wife still straddling his hips, neither of them thinking to move from their positions. The bottom half of his shirt still wrapped over his head which doesn’t stop him from trying to speak. “Actually I recall the door being locked last time, yet you still didn’t let that stop you from interrupting.”

“Yeah, cuz I really think you’d want what was about to go down to be recorded for government record.” She shakes her head with a hint of a smile, not only because of the blonde’s ridiculous current state but because the pair also don’t seem to mind her witnessing their current position. Oh, how the years have changed.

“Eh, we’re used to it.” Deeks shrugs.

Finally pulling his shirt back down, Kensi swats his shoulder and sends him a glare as if telling him he better behave. She turns back to the red head, trying to keep the blush from rising to her cheeks seeing the amusement written across the other woman’s face. “He’s kidding.”

“She’s right, we work better on camera.” The blonde knows he’ll probably pay for it later, but he just couldn’t help himself.

“And I’m outta here.”

“Oh, come on, we can give you tips for you and your new beau.” He shouts as Nell hurriedly retreats to anywhere but the current room.

“If you need me I’ll be giving myself a lobotomy in the kitchen.”

As soon as their friend is gone, the brunette turns her attention back to her husband whose got a Cheshire Cat grin written across his face. “You just can’t help yourself, can you?”

“That’s what happens when you marry the jungle cat.”

“That-that doesn’t even make sense.”

“You know what else doesn’t make sense?”

“The fact that we didn’t bring ear plugs for Nell?”

He can’t help the dramatic gasp that escapes his lips. His eyes dance with glee as his fingers find their way under her sweater and begin dancing across her stomach. “Mrs. Deeks, you have such a dirty mind.”

“Hey, you know what they say…if Kensi and Marty are rockin’, don’t come a knockin.”

Shaking his head, the investigator tries to fight the grin from spreading to his lips but her joke is just so bad it’s good. “What am I gonna do with you?”

“I don’t know, but you can figure it out on the other side of the bed.” She flashes him a winning smile before performing some weird ninja move that has him flying across to the side furthest away from the window.

As he lays shocked on the bed, Deeks can’t help but smile because two words from that same day in the hotel room spring to the forefront of his mind.

Kensi: “Oh, meow.”

Nell: