The New Start
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I do not own NCIS LA and this is a complete work of fiction.
G. Callen sat at his desk alone late into the night, he had been working on a case that normally would have been way too simple for the special ops team but he had to deal with a brand new SecNav and several other self orientated politicians trying to make themselves look absolutely perfect. He stood up from his chair and went to go get a well deserved cup of tea.
He returned to the reports on his desk when a small folded piece of paper attached to a parcel caught his eye on the floor by his chair. His first reaction was to check the building for any other signs of life and he looked swiftly moved around the building with his hand on his side arm gripping tightly. After he was completely sure he was alone he grabbed the piece of paper on the parcel and started to read.
I'm am almost certain that you will read this before anyone else gets a chance but just in case this letter is for the overly paranoid and overall pig of a man G. Callen.
G winced as he read the line; the title of pig was usually bestowed upon Deeks, he read on.
14 years ago in exactly 3 weeks and 2 days you ruined a very important person's life. You were worried about Nell Jones and you followed her to a park where she sat on a bench thinking for at least an hour. You left to get a cup of coffee and in the darkening evening air three men tried to assault her. You ran back after hearing the screams and fought the men off letting them run so you could tend to Ms Jones. You helped her to your car and drove her to her house and carried her inside her house. You inquired about the thoughts that had distracted her so much. She spilled everything about the job offers and her confusion. You tried to persuade her to stay.
Then your bottled up emotions took over, your animalistic instincts tricked her into believing that you loved her and wanted her. You slept with her and acted out a relationship for quite a few weeks spending many nights with her.
Finally she upped and left one night, you were so angry you destroyed the contents of her house so enraged that you no longer had an outlet for your emotional baggage as if she was an empty warehouse to be rented out and store your feelings in.
Nell Jones loved you but left after she found out she was pregnant. She didn't want to add trouble to your life so she left her friends and job and moved to France. Ms Jones passed away on 27th august. She died crying out for her gentleman, her nickname for you and your 'ever caring' attitude. She wanted you to be informed with the hope that you may take care of her personal possessions.
Carina G Jones
Upon finishing the letter Callen looked around the empty office searching for some sort of comfort. His mind raced back to the tension reliving massages Nell had given him.
Damn it, after all this time he had gone back to needing that woman. He opened the parcel on his desk and saw inside it the brass plaque that was to be presented to the new SecNav in a few days. His case was closed but he was too wound up to care. Underneath the plaque was a document, a French birth certificate dated about 6 or 7 months after Nell had left. He glanced at the name to the letter and dropped it in disbelieve. Nell had a daughter, no, he had a daughter. A daughter that was closer than he could possibly imagine.
Please review I am unsure about weather or not it is absolute drivel!
