Melissa is walking towards the gym visibly fed up of the constant chatter that is occurring between Deeks and Kensi over her comm. Well, it's more like arguing than talking...as usual. Melissa puts her finger to her comms determined to shut them up. Melissa stops for a second, considering what to say.
'Guys, you know I don't care about you tearing each other to shreds at home but give it a rest. Or, just turn your comms off, no-one on the team wants to hear you're squabbling,' Melissa cut in as Kensi once again responds to one of Deeks remarks. She was tired of hearing the terrible jokes. Melissa starts walking again until she reaches the gym but stopped as Deeks spoke her hand on the door frame.
'Sorry Melissa.' Deeks apologised.
'Sorry.' Kensi reluctantly answered.
'Finally,' Nell remarked from Ops.
'Good sort it out.' Melissa replied with a smile. 'Deeks you owe Kensi an apology… I'd take some cookies when you do.'
Melissa sighed and started down the stairway to the gym. Arriving in the doorway Melissa was greeted with the sight of 10 sweat ridden men, most of who are on the crash mats or exercising, exhausted. In the middle of the room, on a crash mat, is Callen. He is battling his second in command and partner Sam. They have been sparring and Callen goes down just seconds after she walks through the door. She smiles as she watches Sam wipe sweat from his brow. He was wearing a sleeveless black vest with grey tracksuit bottoms and trainers with Callen being in a grey shirt and black shorts. Both are sweaty and the complete opposite to Melissa, who is wearing a purple top and jeans with a grey jacket with her brown bobble on her wrist as her hair is down. Sam is laughing his head off as Callen tries to defend himself. Melissa cross the gym, the crash mats deflating slightly with the in dent of her shoe. Sam and Callen both look up at the sound of her shoes as soon as she hits the hard, wood floor of the gym. The men in the room stop to look at her.