I was asked what it would be like if Callen and Deeks were called in on a case after Callen retired. This is how it would go down.

Warnings: None as of yet, but this is an on-going story so it will change.

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Shaking his head in amusement Deeks watched as Isabelle helped Wesley off of the ground once more brushing the grass and dirt from his hair. They had been in the backyard since after breakfast that morning playing around.

He wasn't really sure when it happened, but somewhere along the way Isabelle had developed a love of football. It had gotten to the point that Hetty had gotten her tickets to the teens favorite team whenever they played near them. He should probably remember what team that was.

At the moment though it was off season and that meant that she was bored. Or she was bored until Wesley had decided to ask her about the game. Now she was attempting to teach her little brother how to play. So far it was not going well.

Wesley had always been clumsy and playing football did not do anything to change that. Not that he was letting that stop him. Every time he fell down he jumped back to his feet ready to go again the smile and determination never leaving his face.

Both Callen and himself were proud of the little boy for never letting anything slow him down, but Deeks had already gone and gotten the first aid kit. There was no chance that Wesley wasn't going to need at least five band-aids by the time they were done. Even from his spot in the kitchen he could see that at the very least his elbow was bleeding.

It was surprisingly hard to Deeks to simply watch his children play around like that. He knew that if either of them were really hurt they'd instantly come and get either he or Callen, but still watching them fall and bleed made him want to wrap them in bubble wrap.

It was times like that where he questioned everything about being a parent. He job was to keep them safe, but at the same time he had to know when not to help them if they got hurt. How the hell was he supposed to know the difference?

The life that he led now was so strange. He had seen so much over the years and he knew better than most how to either avoid it or to fight it. Which was exactly what he wanted to do whenever he looked at his kids. If he could stop them from getting hurt shouldn't he?

The odd part though was the fact that it wasn't his years spent as a cop that he was pulling form. It was more everything that happened in his childhood and teen years. He had learned most of what he knew from that time in his life.

Deeks had never had the easiest life and those years had probably been some of the worst. He and Ray and gotten into more than their fair share of trouble. Most of which ended with them having to run away from cops so they didn't end up in jail.

That was his greatest fear if he was being honest. If Isabelle or Wesley were truly anything like him or Callen than they were all in trouble. The world wouldn't be able to handle it if they ended up like their parents.

Something that Kensi laughed at whenever he brought it up. Apparently she still loved watching him flounder about. Which wasn't all that surprising. That was exactly how their relationship had been since the very beginning.

Not to say that he didn't love it. After he lost his hearing and was forced to walk away from his job he had been afraid he was going to lose his friends. It wasn't as if he was worth anything to the team anymore.

That thought was quickly disproved when every last one of them refused to let him hide for long. He did not want to think of the person that he would be if they hadn't been there for him. That person would be horrid.

He probably should have known it before, but it wasn't until the explosion that he truly realized that the team was a family. He hadn't looked back since then and he thanked his lucky stars for all of them being together.

Smiling he turned from the window just as D.D. brushed against his side. Looking down he watched her go to the table his phone was laying on and sit down. The screen was lit up letting him know he had a new text message.

With a pat on the mutts head he picked up the phone and saw it was from Eric. The younger man loved to randomly text Deeks throughout the day. It was rarely about anything important, but it was nice knowing the man wanted him to hear whatever he was thinking.

The smile fell from his lips as he read the message over and over. It was so similar to the texts that he used to get from the man when he had been working, but that had been so long ago. There was no reason for him to get them now.

'I think you got the wrong number there, buddy,' Deeks replied back his heart pounding in his chest.

The last time Deeks had set foot in OPS had been the day of the explosion. He could still remember what it looked like clearly. At least what it used to look like. It had been sixteen years. Had they changed it around?

After everything happened he hadn't gone back. It wasn't even that he couldn't go back. Hetty and everyone on the team would have been more than happy to have to come and visit them. It wasn't as if it was a secret to him.

He couldn't do that though. He wasn't a part of that world anymore and he couldn't even pretend that it didn't hurt him to think that.. If he was truthful the thought of entering that building now still put him on edge.

Deeks had worked his ass off to move on from the life that he had once led. At least he had worked to move on from the anger and sadness and self-hatred that had threatened to consume him completely.

The idea that he might be asked to come back never even crossed his mind. He might still train with Kensi, Callen, and Sam, but that was more because that was more because it was something that they had always done together. It did not mean that he could fight at all.

'No, I don't, Deeks,' Eric replied almost instantly, 'We need you and Callen to come into OPS right now. A car is already on the way with an agent that will take care of the kids while you're both here.'

Deeks felt his stomach lurch as he spun around to look out the window. They were another reason that he had never thought much about returning to that life. His kids safety was the most important thing to him. They were already in enough danger he would never want to add more.

He could still remember back when Isabelle was a baby and Callen hadn't thought to tell him that people were after them. It didn't matter that she was thirteen now that pure fear was never going to leave him.

'Eric,' Deeks wrote trying to ignore the way his hands shook slightly, 'Are they in any danger?'

'I don't know,' the tech answered causing Deeks to lean against the counter so he didn't fall over, 'That's why the agent is coming. We don't know how far this goes.'

'How far what goes? What's going on?'

'Nell's been taken.'

Blinking slowly Deeks read over the message a few more times trying to take in the words that he was reading. The idea that Nell had been taken was wrong on so many levels. She wasn't even a full…Except that wasn't right.

Nell was the person that took over his position when he had to leave the team. She had stepped into the role perfectly according to Kensi. Which wasn't surprising; though it did put his mind a little at ease in the long run.

The woman had quickly become a part of their little family when she first started on the team. She had wormed her way into his heart and he thought of her as a little sister. If he was being honest, even with the knowledge she could take care of herself, he would have done anything to keep her safe.

The idea that someone had taken her made him angrier than he had felt in a long time. No one touched his family like that and got away with it. Not as long as he had something to say in the matter. And he had a say.

This wasn't just about the fact that Nell was like his little sister either. It was that she was family. She was the one that could always put a smile on Wesley's face when he was sad. She was the one that took Isabelle out on the city when she needed some girl time.

Nell meant a lot to his children. He knew that she was in a dangerous line of work and the chances of her getting hurt and even killed were quite high, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to put up one hell of a fight to keep her with them.

Patting his leg to call D.D. over he slipped his phone in his pocket and pulled on his jacket and shoes before going outside. Trying to keep the grim look off of his face he let out a whistle causing both children to look over at him.

"Hey, Dad," Isabelle signed running up to him a grin on her lips, "Did you see that? Wes is doing awesome! Well, outside of falling… a lot, but he always gets back up!"

"I did see," Deeks replied a forced smile coming to his lips before he motioned to the house, "Let's get you both cleaned up."

"Are we going somewhere?"

"No. Once Papa gets out of the shower he and I will be leaving and an agent will be coming."

Isabelle froze one feet off the ground her eyes going wide. It would have been a funny sight if it had been any other situation. Instead all it did was make Deeks want to forget that anything was going on in the world and lock the doors.

He had seen that look on both of his kids faces too many times in the past. Once they learned what Callen and everyone else did for a living it was impossible for them not to think about it whenever their Papa or their Uncle or their Aunt left the house.

It was a fear that couldn't be shaken. Not that anyone could truly blame them. The idea that their family was going out and putting themselves in dangerous situations that many already died from was horrible to say the least.

When Callen quit being an agent it was as if a weight had been lifted off of the kids. They were so happy that at least one person wasn't putting himself in danger. Especially when that person was their Papa.

Now Deeks was saying that not only was Callen going to be leaving but he was as well. He might work now, but that was being a lawyer, not an agent. They had never had to deal with thinking they were going to lose him too.

"Daddy?" Isabelle mouthed her hands falling to her sides.

Moving forward he wrapped the teen into a hug pressing a kiss to her forehead as she hugged him back. Normally she did not like so much hugging, but he knew she was too scared to really think of pulling away from him.

Just as he went to break the hug he felt another pair of arms wrap around him. Looking down he saw Wesley doing his best to hold onto both of them. Deeks couldn't help but smile as he placed a hand on the back of his sons neck and gave it a gentle squeeze making the boy look up with a smile.

Pulling away from the hug Wesley held his hand out for Deeks to take. Knowing that his son would attempt to pull him into the yard to play with them Deeks knelt down and picked the little boy up before heading inside.

Callen was walking into the kitchen looking as if he was ready to go back to sleep. Deeks felt his heart tighten at that. For the longest time he had believed that there was nothing that would pull his husband away from being an agent. That was how he lived and that would be how he died.

Then he did leave that life. He walked away from the only thing he had ever really known because his family had needed him. Deeks still couldn't get past that. Callen had picked them over being an agent.

He kind of felt like an ass for thinking it, but he had assumed that the other man would get bored and go back after a few months. Callen not being an agent made no sense in his mind. It was all the man had ever wanted to do.

It had been three years of his husband pretty much just helping come up with plans that other agents executed. Three odd but wonderful years of them being a family. Now the two of them were being pulled into a case and he had no idea what would happen.

"Isabelle," Deeks said looking at his daughter as he set Wesley on his feet, "Take your brother into the living room."

With a solemn nod of her head the teen took Wesley's hand and led him out of the room. By the time Deeks looked back at his husband Callen looked fully awake and like he was ready to fight anything that got in his way.

"Nell's missing," Deeks signed knowing it was better to lay all the cards out right then, "We're being called in."

"We? As in both of us?" Callen questioned his confusion clear.

"Yes. Don't bother asking me why I'm coming. Eric didn't say. All I know is that n agent will be here shortly to watch the kids."

"Are they…?"

"Eric doesn't think so but he's being cautious."

"I… Okay. Let's do this."