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Walking Her Home

Looking back

He sees it all

It was her first date the night he came to call

He smiled as he thought about their first date. Or really... their first second date. Asking her out the first time was easy. The words came out of his mouth smooth.

"Want to get some dinner tonight?"

He was his usual charming self. That date was perfect and when he kissed her cheek at the end of the night he had hope for what was blooming. However the second time was a different story. She had a very strict rule. No second dates. However, he knew that their 'thing', whatever it was, deserved a second date. He walked up to her in the bullpen and he felt more nervous than he had in a long time. She looked up from her paperwork and look of confusion spread across her face.

"What's up?"

The words he wanted to say were caught in his throat. He was amused when he thought about how unconventional their relationship was. They had kissed, been married, and he was more nervous about asking her out on their second date then their first. She waved her hand in front of his face, grabbing his attention.

"Right... So what would you say to another date?"

She paused. For any other guy, this would be the point where she would say 'thanks but no thanks' and be on her way. However this wasn't any other guy, this was him, her best friend, her partner. So instead she bit her lip and smiled,

"You know what. I'd love to."

Her dad said son

Have her home on time

And promise me you'll never leave her side

He took her to a show in town

And he was ten feet off the ground

To them it didn't matter that technically they had already been on a date. She had been on many first dates but this one actually felt like it was the first. She sat on her bed, drying her hair thinking about if it was her first date. Her dad would probably request to meet him. He would pretend to hate the jokes, shaggy hair, and surfer attitude, but later that night he would turn to her and say that he knew he was a good guy. Her dad would then meet up with 'that boy', as he called him, and tell him to take care of his baby girl. She quickly swiped away the tears and put down the picture she was looking at. She then continued getting ready and when he picked her up and called her beautiful, she would blush and kiss his cheek. Then he would take her to a movie and dinner and she would feel like she was fifteen again because of all the butterflies in her stomach.

He was walking her home

And holding her hand

Oh the way she smiled it stole the breath right out of him

Down that old road

With the stars up above

He remembers where he was the night he fell in love

He was walking her home

After dinner he suggested they take a walk instead of going straight to his car. So from dinner they walked, for once, in silence. The restaurant was by the waterfront so it was no surprise when the couple found themselves walking along the beach. He wasn't normally shy but when it came to her, he never knew what to expect. So when she grabbed his hand and smiled at him, he could only smile wider. She then giggled, let go of his hand and ran to the water. It didn't matter she was wearing a fancy dress, when he reminded her she just laughed and urged him to join her. Laughing he ran after her and was struck by how beautiful and spontaneous she was. And he could feel himself falling in love with her all over again.

Ten more years and a waiting room

At half past one

And the doctor said come in and meet your son

The last time he was this nervous was also when he was stuck in the waiting room of a hospital. However it was for a very different reason. True his partner was in a bed bleeding but this time, instead of being unconscious, she was screaming at him. Apparently he was never sleeping with her again. He paced back and forth in the room. He had been in there, her crushing his hand and screaming out profanities but when his son was born he was pushed out of the room so they could clean her and her boy up. His so-called family was waiting with him and laughing at his anxiety. Finally the doctor walked through the door and said the words that he so desperately wanted to hear,

"Come and meet your son."

His knees went weak

When he saw his wife

She was smiling as she said he's got your eyes
And as she slept he held her tight

His mind went back to that first night

He walked into the room and almost collapsed. She was lying on the bed, hair pushed back and sweaty, obviously exhausted. In her arms was a little blue bundle and she was whispering to it.

"Hey baby boy. Welcome to the world. I can tell you are a little bundle of mischief, just like your father. You certainly gave me enough trouble; you were supposed to be born last week!" She laughed. "I suppose you want to meet your daddy now. You can hold him, you know."

He jumped out of his trance when he realized she was talking to him. He walked to her bedside without saying a word and took what she was holding out to him. His boy was so small, he just couldn't believe it.

"He has your eyes you know. Bright and blue as the ocean. He'll love it just as much as you do, I know it."

He kissed his baby's forehead and right there he promised to be the dad that he never got. When he looked back at her she understood the tears in his eyes. He then lay on the bed beside her and feel asleep with his wife and his baby boy. His family.

He was walking her home

And holding her hand

Oh the way he smiled it stole the breath right out of him

Down that old road

With the stars above

He remembers where he was the night he fell in love

He was walking her home

He walked her through the best days of her life

Sixty years together and he never left her side

They both retired from work after their second son was born. They realized that their family needed them after a few close calls at work. When she got pregnant again they were both surprised. However when she lost it devastation struck the family. The tragedy had the possibility of tearing the family apart. However as she dealt with the grief he was grieving right beside her. They remained strong and they remained together. A couple of years later they decided they were ready again and the family was blessed with a baby girl.

When they visited her father he stood by her side as she spoke to the headstone, telling him how he would love his grandchildren. As she spoke he promised her dad that he would always stand by her. And that he did.

He was found by her side through shoot outs, kidnappings and explosions. When that was all over it was labour, 4 am feedings, and changing diapers. As time passed it became school plays and soccer games, and before they knew it, it was weddings and grandchildren of their own. He never once left her side, and she was forever grateful.

A nursing home

At eighty-five

And the doctor said it could be her last night

And the nurse said Oh

Should we tell him now

Or should he wait until the morning to find out

It took him forever to push her into the nursing home. It took all three of their children plus grandchildren guilt tripping her plus his promise to be there with her before she finally agreed. He was shocked and saddened when she got sick and he knew, instinctively, that she wasn't going to make it. Considering the life they lived before, he was surprised that they had made it this far. However that didn't make the realization any easier. He was going to live without her and he didn't know what he was going to do with himself. She would have laughed at him for going soft but she really was the love of his life and he was going to miss her more than anything.

When they checked her room that night

He was lying by her side

That night he stopped in her room to say goodnight and could tell that it would be for the last time. So, ignoring all the rules like he was so good at, he climbed into the bed alongside her. She looked at him and smiled that same smile that took his breath away the first time they met. They lay in the same position so many nights had been spent. One arm around her and her head lying on his chest. And they stayed like that just talking.

Oh he was walking her home

And holding her hand

Oh the way she smiled when he said this is not the end

And just for a while they were eighteen

And she was still more beautiful to him than anything

He was walking her home

He was walking her home

The talked about their past. All the cases, the suspects and the undercover jobs. Their flirty banter, unconscious comments, not to mention near death experiences. They talked about their first date and their first second date. His proposal, the wedding and the birth of their children were also recounted. They talked about their life together and everything that had only made them stronger. Both of them could easily say they were happy with their life. And for just that night, it was as if they were young again. Exchanging flirty banter, her punching him whenever he made a comment even though the punch no longer hurt, and as much in love as the night they took that walk – and swim – by the beach. He could feel himself becoming weaker, slipped towards the edge from which he would not return. However he was determined to continue so they sat there talking about everything they had been through together.

Looking back

He sees it all

It was her first date the night he came to call

Finally there was silence but they didn't need to talk. They knew how much love was shared and together their breathing became slower and they slipped off to sleep, and then a place farther. His last thoughts as he held his partner, his love, were of that special night so long ago. As his eyes closed he could see her young and laughing, splashing in the night ocean. He laughed and joined her, just enjoying life. Then together they held hands and walked to greet whatever was next. Just like that night, he was walking her home.

A/N: I know in the song (Walking Home by: Mark Shultz) the man lives but when I was writing I couldn't bring myself to do it. Kensi and Deeks belong together! I also know that I made a promise to myself to never write a character death but I heard this song and just knew I had to write a song-fic. And to give myself credit, it's not like it was a sudden kill off, they were in their eighties after a full life. So I hoped you like this fic :D

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