Disclaimer: Sadly I do not own any of the characters or NCIS: LA
Author Note: This is my first fanfiction, it was an idea I came up with a while ago then wrote the first chapter for at 4am when I couldn't sleep, I don't know how long I'm going to make this fic but I will try and update regularly, thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy!
Eric's shrill whistle echoed throughout the bullpen, usually used as a round-up call summoning the team to ops when they have a new case, but today nobody moved.
Kensi sat facedown, her head resting in her hands as she attempted to relax, Deeks sat staring onto space, Sam sat reading his newspaper, although he hadn't turned the page in over half an hour, and Callen, he was sat with a Rubix Cube, which seemed even more messed up than when he had first picked it up.
In stead of the usual sound of footsteps pounding upstairs after Eric's high pitched summoning only the occasional click from Callen's puzzle cube or exhausted sigh from Kensi could be heard from inside the bullpen. The lack of playful team banter or even general chit chat startled Eric slightly but in hindsight it was understandable.
Deeks and Sam had only been back for a month after being absent on medical leave after being captured and tortured by Sidorov and his men, this was a traumatic experience for both men and their partners, leading to a short hospital stay, some much needed recuperation leave and a much less desired full team phsyc evaluation to determine the extent of the damage and how they were coping. On the upside the team seemed to be coping wonderfully and had come back even stronger than before.
Their last case had been a laborious and exhausting one though and after their painfully long and mundane debrief this morning all the team wanted was a little time to unwind and clear their heads, the last thing they wanted was to start a new case.
"C'mon guys, Hetty has 'requested your presence', it's not a case, apparently she has an announcement to make" Eric hoped this would convince the team to at least look up - their silence was starting to freak him out. Fortunately for Eric the team began to stir and Deeks even had a hint of hope in his features.
"I am glad that you have all managed to make it here, were the shops busy?" Hetty spoke with a hint of a smirk on her small features.
Deeks frowned " We didn't go shopping Hetty" he stated, the same puzzled expression spreading to Kensi and Eric's faces.
"Well Mr Deeks, I just assumed that a spot of retail therapy was the reason for everyone's tardiness"
"We were um... pacing ourselves" Callen replied unsurely.
Deeks chose this exact moment to turn to Kensi and wink, wriggling his eyebrows suggestively as she elbowed him playfully in the ribs and tried to contain a smirk. Deeks had a habit of trying to make her laugh at the most inappropriate times (one small wave in the vast ocean of their 'thing'), it was one of the many things about Deeks that used to irritate Kensi when she first met him but now she had grown to love that, and many other things about Deeks - not that she would ever admit that to him. She had been so scared that she was going to lose him after he was captured by Sidorov and his men and almost broke down at the sight of him in the hospital but now the pair were back to their usual ways and were stronger than ever. They still had not spoken about the kiss, something which Kensi promised Deeks when he was in hospital that they would discuss when he was better and the time was right but it never had been.
"Well perhaps next time you could increase the pace just a tad Mr Callen? I do so wish that you can all enjoy your vacation before the end of the summer season in Hawaii". As Hetty finished speaking she turned so that she was facing everyone and smiled, waiting for what she had just said to sink in.