Inspired by the song Go Figure by Everlife. Callen/Melissa one shot. Melissa's Point of view.
Song video: watch?v=fC3UgkzQYX8
I'm getting ready for bed when I hear a knock on my door. I've been up hours longer than I wanted to be chatting away to Marco. God that guy can talk for hours! I walk towards my door wary and pull the safety bolt over before opening the door to find Callen on my porch. I look at the clock on my living room wall. It's nearly midnight and I wonder why he's here. There's no case, my phone would have gone off and Sam isn't sat in the car. In fact, the challenger is nowhere to be seen and I doubt Callen has been home. He's still in his running gear. Grey shirt and black shorts… the usual.
'Hi.' I greet him as I pull the safety bolt from the door to let him in.
'Hi, sorry did I wake you?' Callen answers.
'Nope come in.' I answer opening the door motioning him inside.
'Thanks.' He steps inside with a slight limp I notice. Callen obviously realises that I noticed as he smiles.
'What's with the….?' I start asking concerned for my partner.
'Limp. Hurt myself on my run. You got any ice?' Callen asks as he sits down on my couch.
'Sure.' I immediately rush out to my kitchen to grab a bag and put some ice into it. Callen watches amused from my couch as I do. Diving in my freezer I shiver as I grab some ice and I swear I hear G laugh as I do. 'Here you go.' I offer him the makeshift ice pack and sit down in the chair nearby.
'So what you still doing up if I wasn't the one who woke you?' G queries as he puts the ice pack on his injured ankle. He's clearly distracting himself from his ankle as he looks at me.
'One guess.' I joke as I pull a blanket from the back of the chair and pull it over myself.
'Marco.' He laughs as he guesses. 'Why didn't you just tell him to wait?'
'Because I'm too good of a friend and he's got woman troubles. Agony Aunt Melissa.' I sigh as G shakes his head.
'You're too nice.' He comments as I stifle a yawn. 'I should go…. You're tired.'
'It's alright. You should rest that ankle up for a bit.' I counter as I realise G just complimented me.
'I'll be fine.' G argues putting the ice pack down before moving to stand up and I immediately stand up. Automatically G moves too but then winces in pain as he attempts to put weight on his injured ankle. He grimaces as I put my hands on his shoulders and lower him back onto the couch. I'm aware he'll see it as coddling but it's tough he's injured.
'You are staying G Callen.' I tell him firmly
'Am I now?' He laughs acting more like his usual self. 'I can walk home…'
'No G. Do I need to get the ninja mother hen involved or will you just listen to me?' I argue back folding my arms.
'Fine but if I'm staying do you mind if I grab a shower?' G replied evidently knowing I wasn't going to budge on the issue.
'Knock yourself out. Well not literally…..' I ramble nervously as I realise what I just said and G laughs. 'Yeah definitely tired… I think you still have some clothes here from that week you stayed here when your house was flooded. I'll check and grab you a towel and blanket.'
'Thanks Mel. I am sorry for gate crashing.'
'You'd only be gate crashing if I was having a party G and do I really look like a party girl to you?' I replied, pointing at my pj's, joking with him. He shrugs as I walk away and return with his old army duffle bag which was in my wardrobe, a blanket and a towel.
'So what advice did you give Marco then?'
'Sometimes you fall before you fly, Sometimes you laugh when you should cry and nothing seemed right but turned out fine. It always does.' I laugh as Callen mulls it over. He seems confused for a few seconds and I walk to my front door to lock it for the night and put my keys on the living room table in front of him.
'So basically not to worry…?' He clarifies after a moment. I smile.
'Yeah pretty much. Help yourself to food and goodnight. I'm way too tired to be having any relevant conversation with you right now.'
'Night Mel. Thanks for looking out for me.'
'Night G.' I respond as head to my bedroom for some well deserved sleep.