Intro
Somewhere in the night she was hearing the sound of police sirens. She eventually got used to them, so it didn't bother her anymore. She wasn't sleeping too heavy anyway. She couldn't afford it.
Her dream was a light memory of what she had lived for the past year – and she wasn't even sure that it was a dream. It was too real.
Her phone started ringing and her eyes flew open immediately. Night call. 'That can't be good' she thought to herself. With her right hand she started searching for her phone, knowing that she left it on the floor, near the bed. Old habits die hard.
Looking at the display, she smirked lightly.
"Nothing says better 'good morning' than a call from you at 3 in the morning, Callen".
His laugh was rough, which meant he wasn't very much awake himself.
"Knew you'd appreciate it".
"Yeah yeah, keep telling yourself that" she answered.
"I think I need a ride, Sam's on a …"
"…mission," she finished for him. "I know, I work at NCIS just like you do, mister special agent Callen. See you in five," she smiled, even though he couldn't see that through his phone.
" Ok," was his only answer.
I'm new at writing stories on NCIS: LA, especially in English, which is not my native language, but I've had this idea for a long time, so I decided I should post it here. Criticism accepted :)