Previously on How Did We Get Here?

Is this it? Is this how I die? At the hands of Deeks' killer. I'm ready, ready to be free. It's all my fault he's dead if I had just told him how I feel then maybe he would of fought harder and woke up. Deeks must of thought that no one loved him and he had nothing to live for. With out him here, I... I have nothing to live for.

I love him. I love Deeks!

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I look at Sam and Callen, it looks like they've been following my thoughts.

BANG! Did they take the shot already? Why can't I feel anything? Am I dead? The heat from behind me has gone. I turn to see him slumped on the the floor, dead.

I look up and see a man with chiseled features. Concentration on his face. All the light was coming in from behind him making it seem he had just stepped down from heaven. He had just come down from heaven. It was a miracle.

His shaggy hair was just the way I like it, styled by pillow. The stubble on his face was un even and patchy. I can tell he hadn't slept for days, by the bags under his eyes.

It was him in the flesh. It was the man I loved. He saved my life even though I couldn't save his. I have a second chance, I can't screw it up.

Deeks' pov

I see her, I see Kensi. I look into her eyes and I remember everything, the time we went undercover as a married couple, all the banter we have. I think love her. How could I forget, I do love her.