G. Callen was upset no he was more than upset he was worried and he was pissed. Dom was missing and they had no new leads, there was nowhere else to look. There was a funny feeling in his gut that said this was his fault. After all he was the team leader, Dom was a probie, and surely there should have been something he could have done to keep the young man safe.

It had been a tough two days, the tension at work was so thick you could cut it with a knife. It was the weekend though. He had told the whole team to do something to take their minds off Dom, it would be tough but it would be best for their frame of mind. Of course he would have a hard time since he blamed himself but he had to try. The whole team had been walking on eggshells around him since he had reamed Nate a good one for pretty much nothing.

If only he had someone who cared enough to be with him, to help him through the rough times. But he figured that would never happen, he was high maintenance for anyone. Sam was the only one besides Hetty who didn't seem fazed by his moods, who in fact could tease him out of them. Yet as close as he was to Sam it wasn't enough. His partner couldn't begin to give him what he needed outside of work. Though it didn't happen often when it did he needed someone to take control of him, force him down and bleed the poison from him.

G laughed to himself well that sounded melodramatic but it was one way to look at it. Some people might call it kink or some even perversion but it worked for him…to a point.

Sam would probably run screaming in the opposite direction if G even mentioned needing his ass blistered or having a whip used on him…and that was totally ignoring the sexual component minor though it was. G couldn't help but think that if it was Sam the sexual component wouldn't be so minor but that was a dream that would never happen. So G went about his business trying to work his way out of this blue funk his way.

After he had gotten home he had taken a quick shower, put on a pair of old sweatpants and t-shirt then popped a microwave dinner in to eat. He tried to relax to forget just a bit but it was so hard. He loved the house that he had bought; it had been Elena's, the Russian girl. This house was one he remembered when he had been a foster child staying there. It held happy memories for him. The fact that he didn't want it damaged was one thing that prevented him from putting his fist through the wall.

G sat down at the kitchen table and started going over the papers again, he was so deep in thought he never noticed the front door opening and a big figure entering his house. He had also totally forgotten about the food in the microwave.

Sam paused for a minute just outside the house watching his partner. To Sam his partner looked ready to shatter into a million pieces he was so tense. The shadows hid his presence well and as a former Seal he was quite adept at keeping himself hidden from people.

Well Sam Hanna was not going to allow his partner to shatter. G meant too much to him, more than anyone else in his life. If he didn't help his partner then he knew where G would head and he was not going to permit that.

G's well being was his responsibility and he would give his partner whatever he needed. It would shock his partner that Sam felt this strongly but G would just have to deal with. After all he had dealt with the shock of his life a few months ago when he had followed G after a rough case that ended up with two dead kids. Where his partner had ended up had blown his mind…but also opened up possibilities that he had never envisioned before.

Flashback 6 months ago

Sam watched as G stormed out of the room, the rest of the team glanced at him, clearly they expected him to take care of their upset leader. Sam and Hetty were the only ones brave enough to tackle the mercurial leader.

Sometimes taking care of G was a full time job but Sam wouldn't give it up for anything. While G was only a couple of years younger than Sam the former SEAL felt like there were times he was the only adult in the partnership. G could go off on a tangent and become a lone wolf. Sam hated when he did that. Then there was the incredible vulnerability in those expressive eyes when something bad went down. Sam would catch a glimpse of it before G put his mask back in place. At times Sam thought the child that G never got to be was hovering near the surface and Sam wanted to be the person to protect that innocent hurt little boy. Protect him like no else had done or could do.

Growling under his breath and rolling his eyes Sam had followed only to find that G was already peeling out of the parking lot. Hurriedly he climbed into his car and followed at a discreet distance. It helped that it was already dark outside and Sam was an expert in knowing how to tail someone without them being aware of it. Besides G was so upset he probably wasn't even thinking about anyone following him.

Parking down the street he watched as his partner entered a nondescript 2 story brick building. There was no name on the front and he wasn't about to have the address checked out. His gut was telling him that this was a big secret that his partner had kept from him and he wouldn't want the team to find out. However he would find out what his partner was up to because if G needed him he would be there.

Slowly Sam walked into the building and approached a young man standing behind a reception desk. The young man looked up gave him the once over and smiled.

"May I help you sir?" he inquired in a soft yet firm voice his dark eyes raking Sam from head to toe.

Sam flashed his badge which made the young man immediately reach for the phone. Sam glanced around and noticed there were no cameras around and the room was very elegant yet understated.

A quick hushed conversation ensued, a few minutes later a well dressed middle aged white man came down the hallway.

Smiling he held out his hand to Sam, "Hello, my name is Gary. Is there something I can do for you officer."

"Is there somewhere more private where we can talk?" Sam inquired glancing around seeing the young man behind the counter look at Gary for orders.

Gary looked at the young man, "It is fine, Denny. There is no reason to worry. You continue to take care of our clients."

Denny nodded his head but leveled a look at Sam that clearly stated that no harm better come to Gary.

To Sam's surprise Gary opened a door that led into a rather large office. The door had been cleverly designed to look just like a set of closed cabinets.

The office wasn't very big. It consisted of a desk with two chairs facing the desk. The wall behind the desk was filled with books. There was a state of the art computer on the desk.

Gary sat down at the desk, Sam wanted to prowl the room but he didn't want to antagonize the man until he knew where his partner was.

"Now officer if you please I would like to know what brings you to our establishment?"

Sam noted that the man's tone now had an edge to it, clearly he was used to being obeyed.

"It isn't officer it is agent…Agent Sam Hanna. I am with NCIS and I…well I was…" here Sam stuttered to a halt. What could he say he had followed his partner to this place and wanted to know what was going on. Hell it really wasn't his business what G did on his off time but damn it he did worry about his partner.

Gary softly smiled as he realized why the man was here. He felt a load come off his shoulders as he saw in front of him the one person who could save GC from himself.

"You are GC's partner?"

"GC?" Sam looked confused.

"Well that is the name he goes by when he comes here. I of course know his real name is G because that is the name he gave on the confidential waiver we require. You are also listed as his emergency contact. We also require other information that is why I know he is an NCIS agent. You see we were recommended to G by another agent that is why he feels safe coming here. I know his real name but all members are urged to pick a nickname out to further help keep them incognito. I told him just adding a C to his name wasn't real original but he said it would do."

"He was brought in by another agent?" Sam said his tone clearly indicating he really didn't believe the guy.

"Actually yes, you would be surprised at the clientele we have as members. I will not of course divulge their identities and if you try to get a search warrant it will go nowhere. We have clients in very high places. Now what can I do for you Agent Hanna?" Gary calmly asked.

"If everything is so confidential why did you give G up so fast?"

Gary sighed, "Because G is a favorite here and he…well he has not been behaving like himself. I think he is in need of something and he doesn't know what to do about it."

Sam felt a cold chill spread through him. Just what the hell had G gotten himself into? Damn his partner anyway. Trouble just seemed to follow his ass around.

"Do you have any idea what kind of establishment this is?"

Sam shook his head.

"I have no idea; I followed G because I was worried about him."

Gary smiled…yes this was the man to give G what he wanted and needed.

Taking a deep breath Gary said, "We cater to various needs that men and women have. We are a high class place of business. On our rolls are members of the film industry, politicians and just your average everyday person on the street. The needs are as different as the people themselves but there is one thing that stays the same, they need something they are not getting in the real world so we give them their fantasy…we give them what they need to get though their regular lives."

Sam licked his lips then sneered.

"So this is a high class brothel?"

Gary kept his temper reminding himself that he needed to make this man understand for G's sake.

"No, we provide a service by well trained individuals male and female. Sex isn't always involved."

Sam swallowed nervously. Male!

Shit he never thought G would swing that way or he would have tried for the brat. Sternly he pushed that thought out of his mind, G was not ready for a personal relationship, hell he should just be happy G trusted him to have his back on the job.

"So does G require sex to be involved?" Sam asked before he could help himself.

"At this time I do not feel comfortable with that question."

"Then if it isn't sex then what do you provide?" Sam demanded getting angry. He was ready to storm out of the office and find his partner kicking down every door if he needed to and drag his boy to safety.

Sam was shocked 'his boy' where the hell had that come from.

Gary turned and waved his hand at the books behind him.

"Take a look. Our clients have a wide variety of interests."

Sam got up and had only glanced at a handful of books before he whirled around to face Gary.

"What the hell. This is all about…about," words failed the agent for once in his life.

"If you were thinking of saying perversion…don't…I would have to escort you out of the building. We provide a fantasy to our clients or a way to escape their everyday life in a safe atmosphere for both our clients and our employees."

Sam gazed at the books in shock.

What the hell had G landed in?

Gary went on, "Some of our clients are very powerful they come here to turn over the power to others, it is that release which enables them to go back to their real lives. This submission can take on many forms. Sometimes they just need to be held and told how wonderful they are, others need to be taken down more…forcefully."

"Just what the hell does that entail?"

"For some a simple spanking, others need to feel the whip, while still others like to be humiliated…to be forced to do things they would not normally do. Like I stated sex is not always involved although in a lot of cases it is."

"And this is all consensual, no cameras to blackmail anyone," Sam sarcastically stated though deep down he knew this place was on the up and up. Gary was way to cooperative and constantly kept eye contact with him. There was also the fact that he had never denied G was in here.

"We do not blackmail anyone, Agent Hanna. I could take offense at the accusation but I know that you are just worried about your friend. We have nine private clubs in the United States and several overseas. We are quite legitimate and even pay taxes."

Sam was silent for a minute then asked, "You said G was brought here by a friend. Who was it?"

"That I am not at liberty to say. I only revealed that G was here because he has mentioned your name and I figured you would not leave until you were satisfied we were not a threat to him. And like I stated earlier you are listed as his emergency contact."

"Well you are right about one thing I am not leaving here until I see that G is okay," Sam firmly stated.

Gary hesitated. It went against the rules to let Sam see G while the man was in his session. However it was clear that Sam was not leaving until he had seen his partner. Besides he still thought Sam Hanna was the person G needed in his personal life. G's sessions were taking longer as it took more to bring the young man down and he never really gave over total control; he needed more than they were able to give. Perhaps Sam would be willing to take his partner in hand and give him what he needed. G never allowed himself to fully surrender in his sessions there was a part that he kept away from everyone. Gary thought if G didn't finally let go it would ultimately destroy him.

"Fine I will take you to G however you will not at anytime make contact with him or interfere in his session. This is not about you Agent Hanna this is about what your partner needs and desires. Then afterwards we can talk."

Sam reluctantly nodded his head. He would have agreed to anything as long he got to see his partner. He wondered why the hell Gary wanted to talk to him afterwards but he would find out.

They left the office nodding at the young man at the reception desk. Gary went through another cleverly disguised door and then they walked down a long hallway Sam noticed there were cleverly concealed doors along the hall.

"We take special care that our clients are not bothered, they pay good money for our services. If our employee or client needs assistance there are intercoms and alarm buttons in each suite. The young man at the front desk controls who is in what room and makes sure the room is locked down to prevent any accidental intrusion by other guests.

"I thought you said this was all consensual, why the alarm buttons?"

"The alarm buttons are a safety precaution because some of the sessions can be very intense and emotional. New clients are sometimes not ready for that and need more help than one employee can give them. We take care of our clients, we do in depth screenings before we accept them into our club, we probably know what they need, what they yearn for better than they do," Gary calmly stated.

Gary caught the flash of annoyance that went across Sam's face. Good G's partner did not like the idea that someone knew G better than he did. That was a good start to what looked to be a promising personal partnership.

They turned down another hallway then slipped into a small room. The room was empty but for another door on the opposite of the one they walked in from. Gary went over and flipped open a hidden panel, he punched in several numbers then the door slid open revealing another long hallway this one lined by windows. Gary and Sam paused just inside the door they walked out of.

"Like I said we take special care to protect our clients. Behind each of these windows a session is going on. If need be we can see in but they cannot see us. Besides myself only my partner Steve has access to this particular hallway. We make periodic checks to make sure our employees keep to the high standards we expect and that the clients are receiving what they paid for."

"In other words you are a voyeur?"

"I freely admit it can be quite arousing to watch some of the sessions. In fact some of our clients like an audience it is something they enjoy. However we do not do it every day that would be too much of an invasion. I am quite sure in your line of work you have people who check to make sure everything is on the up and up. It is similar to what we do though I am sure our job is more enjoyable," Gary calmly stated.

Sam just shook his head making no comment.

"Now G is behind this window. The windows are darkened so that you cannot see in. However there is a switch at the base of each one so that if we can see inside. The occupants of the suite are oblivious to our presence whether we can see in or not."

There were two chairs by the door which the men carried down the corridor until they reached one of the windows. Both men sat down then Gary reached to flip on the switch.

Sam tensed up not knowing what he was going to see but needing to see it anyway. He didn't know how he was going to react if he saw G being fucked by some guy. It had been his own fantasy for years to be the one that took the boy, make him his own. However the fact that G trusted him and thought Sam was his best friend prevented Sam from making the move. There was no way he was going to be another person in a long of them who had hurt G. If all G could give him was friendship then that would be good enough.

"Remember G cannot see us. I will not allow you to pound on the window nor shall I say lose it. I can assure you if you do lose it then your partner will be embarrassed and I am quite sure he will never forgive you. Do you understand me Agent Hanna?" Gary demanded his finger hovering over the switch.

Sam sat up straighter; he swallowed around a suddenly dry mouth.

"I understand. I would not embarrass G for anything."

Gary nodded his head then surprisingly he reached over and patted Sam on the knee.

"You will do Agent Hanna; you will do for him very nicely."

Sam started to ask what the heck he meant by that when Gary flipped the switch and he could see into the room. Sam felt his heart clench as he saw his partner.

Sam then gasped and to his horror he felt himself harden at the sight. But he had never seen G like this and God help him but he wanted to be the one in there with his partner.